<?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-4362139942278383313</id><updated>2011-11-08T06:26:36.833-05:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='Roger Federer'/><category term='leash'/><category term='dad'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='sad'/><category term='casework'/><category term='buy'/><category term='cheap'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='guest post'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='nerd'/><category term='cute'/><category term='shoe rack'/><category term='John Abraham'/><category term='hometown'/><category term='room'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Renée Zellweger'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='job'/><category term='crave'/><category term='Coach'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='adorable'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='Jennifer Aniston'/><category term='Wednesday'/><category term='Americn Apparel'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='rant'/><category term='DNW'/><category term='ugly'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='success'/><category term='bitch'/><category term='college'/><category term='camping'/><category term='hate'/><category term='fasting'/><category term='perfect couple'/><category term='starving'/><category term='Reese Witherspoon'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='milk'/><category term='movie'/><category term='shorts'/><category term='dress form'/><category term='delicious'/><category term='house addition'/><category term='book review'/><category term='chivalry'/><category term='sugar'/><category term='REE'/><category term='Robert Pattinson'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='$5 whore'/><category term='mountains'/><category term='love'/><category term='land a man'/><category term='weight'/><category term='murse'/><category term='productive'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='weak'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Cook Out'/><category term='whore'/><category term='wheat'/><category term='Bradley Cooper'/><category term='internship'/><category term='my handy self'/><category term='to-do list'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='gorgeous'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='sex'/><category term='water'/><category term='Sexy'/><category term='Colin Farrell'/><category term='hot mess'/><category term='OCB'/><category term='JCK'/><category term='mom'/><category term='kristen stewart'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='children'/><category term='KHP'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Andy Roddick'/><category term='Indian food'/><category term='Hrithik Roshan'/><category term='bored'/><category term='Team Aniston'/><category term='blog'/><category term='so excited'/><category term='food'/><category term='waves of joy'/><category term='mall'/><category term='Brad Pitt'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Jake Gyllenhaal'/><category term='runway'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='why everyone should visit me'/><category term='Dsquared'/><title type='text'>Short &amp; Chic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>374</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3383159789506867957</id><published>2011-09-01T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:46:15.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last First Day of School (at least in undergrad)</title><content type='html'>And it was rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:50 a.m. - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;7:00 a.m. - Habitat for Humanity Kick-off&lt;br /&gt;8:45 a.m. - President's Ball Meeting&lt;br /&gt;10:00 a.m. - Teach for America Info Session&lt;br /&gt;11:00 a.m. - small break&lt;br /&gt;12:00 p.m. - HST class 1&lt;br /&gt;1:00 p.m. - HST class 2&lt;br /&gt;2:00 p.m. - JOU class&lt;br /&gt;3:30 p.m. - Printmaking&lt;br /&gt;5:15 p.m. - eat something/try not to pass out&lt;br /&gt;6:00 p.m. - WakeSync training session&lt;br /&gt;7:00 p.m. - work, work, work, emails, emails, emails&lt;br /&gt;9:00 p.m. - FTWTF + wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I lost my Deacon Card because I was running around with my head cut off. &amp;nbsp;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also angry because my JOU prof gave POIs to THREE sophomores over me who is a &lt;i&gt;senior&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Journalism&amp;nbsp;is actually my minor whereas these sophomores weren't even yet declared! &amp;nbsp;AHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of classes - and I hope to get into ESE and I hope that my English class is going to be fun. &amp;nbsp;I'm looking forward to it because I love the professor so even though I know there is a lot of work involved, it will still be a lot of fun (or at least I hoe so? *fingers crossed!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3383159789506867957?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3383159789506867957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-first-day-of-school-at-least-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3383159789506867957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3383159789506867957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-first-day-of-school-at-least-in.html' title='Last First Day of School (at least in undergrad)'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6056324058869557828</id><published>2011-08-06T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:55:34.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to stop drinking.</title><content type='html'>And I'm a heavy drinker by all means. 2 drinks and I'm done. Mainly because I prefer to be the driver so I can leave the scene if I ever want to but also because I'm too cheap to pay for a cab. And I just like to have a limit so that I know I won't get drunk. &amp;nbsp;But seriously, this morning, I felt ridiculously hung over and I swear I only have 1.5 drinks last night. Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did spend the entire day in the art studio though, so I guess that was a nice and relaxing environment where I didn't have to do too much thinking. But still, wow, I can't believe I felt so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then EG came to the studio to have our book club discussion with AS via videochat. &amp;nbsp;Our book club is called: &lt;i&gt;reading between the wines&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Something that I definitely did not drink tonight because I felt so horrible from the night before. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6056324058869557828?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6056324058869557828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-to-stop-drinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6056324058869557828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6056324058869557828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-to-stop-drinking.html' title='I need to stop drinking.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1681729453326494533</id><published>2011-08-05T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:52:24.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you really open a bottle of wine with a shoe and a wall?</title><content type='html'>The answer is yes! Except it needs to be a real cork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of us trying to do it with a bottle that did not have a real cork in art class (the photos are of AW, so you can have a sneak peek at how adorable he is):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jhCo3Rwax4/TkAF-GF1ZyI/AAAAAAAABHA/3syM4WZiun0/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jhCo3Rwax4/TkAF-GF1ZyI/AAAAAAAABHA/3syM4WZiun0/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSBP2L8tcOw/TkAF-jzYMKI/AAAAAAAABHE/fevH_qc2t6I/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSBP2L8tcOw/TkAF-jzYMKI/AAAAAAAABHE/fevH_qc2t6I/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--07dD-Ml6OU/TkAF_GRyC9I/AAAAAAAABHI/w6OTj68ynJI/s1600/IMG_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--07dD-Ml6OU/TkAF_GRyC9I/AAAAAAAABHI/w6OTj68ynJI/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkWbBe1L4fQ/TkAF_wQmIYI/AAAAAAAABHM/MQN9mtNoquI/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkWbBe1L4fQ/TkAF_wQmIYI/AAAAAAAABHM/MQN9mtNoquI/s320/IMG_0203.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVtvMJms3Ds/TkAGAaXaOgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ATOVJI-OmNU/s1600/IMG_0204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVtvMJms3Ds/TkAGAaXaOgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ATOVJI-OmNU/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1681729453326494533?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1681729453326494533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/can-you-really-open-bottle-of-wine-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1681729453326494533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1681729453326494533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/can-you-really-open-bottle-of-wine-with.html' title='Can you really open a bottle of wine with a shoe and a wall?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--jhCo3Rwax4/TkAF-GF1ZyI/AAAAAAAABHA/3syM4WZiun0/s72-c/IMG_0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4164300319948469395</id><published>2011-08-04T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:49:53.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Fail</title><content type='html'>In ESE today, we were supposed to teach the class something that they didn't know about - so my class wanted to teach them how to make ice cream. &amp;nbsp;Too bad we failed at it. &amp;nbsp;And I know why - we didn't put enough salt in the ice! Ah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a learning experience for us, yes but at the same time, I wish that it had worked out! I know that life doesn't always go my way and that everything I do won't turn into gold (although I wish it did) but it would have been nice if our project had worked out perfectly :( It was a life lesson though, I will admit. &amp;nbsp;We are always going to run into errors and road blocks but we just need to tough it out and make sure that we have a plan B - or at least think on our feet to make sure that our project or presentation doesn't completely bomb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4164300319948469395?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4164300319948469395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/ice-cream-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4164300319948469395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4164300319948469395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/ice-cream-fail.html' title='Ice Cream Fail'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5855771359408012687</id><published>2011-08-01T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:47:04.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ART!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I certainly did &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;expect for a hotel that is that "green" to be so classy but I was definitely impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the hotel was fantastic, let's just talk about how my professor introduced me to the owner of Krankies and Single Brothers while I looked like a complete and utter HOT MESS!! JB is the owner and he is &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt;. Oh wait, did I just say beautiful? I meant gorgeous. His eyes are piercing blue, and he is just cute/bordering the "sexy I don't care" look - ugh it's divine. &amp;nbsp;But he's probably already in a relationship and plus, why would he want to date someone that is a lot younger than him? He's a catch and I'm sure he's already reeled in some fish that has already been hooked on his bait, I know I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5697179714933435455?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5697179714933435455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/proximity-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5697179714933435455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5697179714933435455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/proximity-hotel.html' title='Proximity Hotel'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3933008861124519549</id><published>2011-07-30T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:41:08.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've become obsessed with Krispy Kreme.</title><content type='html'>And this obsession needs to stop! I cannot believe how many donuts I've just eaten. 4! FOUR! QUATRO! SI! Holy shit, this is bad. But they are just so warm and delicious and super bad for me with a million tablespoons of sugar. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3933008861124519549?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3933008861124519549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-become-obsessed-with-krispy-kreme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3933008861124519549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3933008861124519549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-become-obsessed-with-krispy-kreme.html' title='I&apos;ve become obsessed with Krispy Kreme.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8286000039857344660</id><published>2011-07-28T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:39:03.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>This entire week I've felt horrible. I'm pretty sure I have a heat stroke. And I'm not even kidding. I feel horrible and every day after class, I literally just fall into bed and not wake up. Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8286000039857344660?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8286000039857344660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8286000039857344660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8286000039857344660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5245285406681474398</id><published>2011-07-26T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:39:28.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to start blogging more.</title><content type='html'>I'm slacking. Story of my life. I definitely haven't been writing in this or even trying to create a habit after posting for 28 days straight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5245285406681474398?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5245285406681474398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-to-start-blogging-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5245285406681474398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5245285406681474398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-to-start-blogging-more.html' title='I need to start blogging more.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5210780713170556227</id><published>2011-07-25T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:36:50.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin got married this weekend:</title><content type='html'>It was fun but it was a tiring weekend. &amp;nbsp;I only took a few photos but here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp0QazrU2mU/TkABZqpm-wI/AAAAAAAABFo/baCFGTTlm60/s1600/IMG_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp0QazrU2mU/TkABZqpm-wI/AAAAAAAABFo/baCFGTTlm60/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom's Mendhi Hand 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDqDfyip4eI/TkABaUB0bnI/AAAAAAAABFs/_KqAElRawfE/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDqDfyip4eI/TkABaUB0bnI/AAAAAAAABFs/_KqAElRawfE/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mom's Mendhi Hand 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_6cKh4Voeo/TkABa5wH1GI/AAAAAAAABFw/tj6FGvtYP2c/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_6cKh4Voeo/TkABa5wH1GI/AAAAAAAABFw/tj6FGvtYP2c/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My adorable nephew!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPEOQa7XAK0/TkABbGEo6jI/AAAAAAAABF0/Zl5W75_m6jI/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPEOQa7XAK0/TkABbGEo6jI/AAAAAAAABF0/Zl5W75_m6jI/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable Nephew Photo 2!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_zxpB_QS-8/TkABcgglSvI/AAAAAAAABF4/ive17msc6qM/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_zxpB_QS-8/TkABcgglSvI/AAAAAAAABF4/ive17msc6qM/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my Nephew, on the day of actual wedding! I will admit, I loved the sari that my mom bought me for the wedding!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTMdoKXJQf4/TkABhALAs1I/AAAAAAAABF8/j0yoBUZtBJ8/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTMdoKXJQf4/TkABhALAs1I/AAAAAAAABF8/j0yoBUZtBJ8/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My handsome baby brother!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzo2OFWs5d0/TkABhxEbLcI/AAAAAAAABGA/M4dCJxM80pU/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzo2OFWs5d0/TkABhxEbLcI/AAAAAAAABGA/M4dCJxM80pU/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my mom. &amp;nbsp;And if only I knew how to smile normally in photos, I wouldn't ruin all of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMfSIYkcLgg/TkABijjOlOI/AAAAAAAABGE/IoZCVZjslAk/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMfSIYkcLgg/TkABijjOlOI/AAAAAAAABGE/IoZCVZjslAk/s320/IMG_0168.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad! He looks exhausted after this weekend and I don't blame him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqtcdIIvmwY/TkABjB8Ly6I/AAAAAAAABGI/aV7I9aL09-k/s1600/IMG_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqtcdIIvmwY/TkABjB8Ly6I/AAAAAAAABGI/aV7I9aL09-k/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mom and my nephew at the reception!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-McqCbiqktCA/TkABjp422wI/AAAAAAAABGM/zRiHv-_f2rU/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-McqCbiqktCA/TkABjp422wI/AAAAAAAABGM/zRiHv-_f2rU/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my cute nephew at the reception!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxEfwnUtDq0/TkABkZK6ZjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NViRg3ZqXF4/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxEfwnUtDq0/TkABkZK6ZjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NViRg3ZqXF4/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends from high school - that I don't speak with anymore. &amp;nbsp;It's sad how often people lose touch with one another.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5210780713170556227?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5210780713170556227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cousin-got-married-this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5210780713170556227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5210780713170556227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cousin-got-married-this-weekend.html' title='My cousin got married this weekend:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp0QazrU2mU/TkABZqpm-wI/AAAAAAAABFo/baCFGTTlm60/s72-c/IMG_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8298351830697184943</id><published>2011-07-22T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:29:24.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Box of Toys</title><content type='html'>Today in class, my ESE Professor asked us to write a story about a small of toys. &amp;nbsp;I took a picture of it and will write the story later today, promise I'll put it up here! &amp;nbsp;I'm envisioning my story to have to do something with a small girl and a toy company (ha, super original, I know). &amp;nbsp;I'll try to be as creative with the story as possible but I also want to make it realistic! (Which is I think my biggest problem with being "creative" - I find that being creative doesn't make it realistic, which I know is &lt;i&gt;false&lt;/i&gt;, but it's just the perception I have in my mind that I need to change.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLkeZKRDlbA/TkAASqxAoSI/AAAAAAAABFg/H4yBh-d1cs8/s1600/IMG_0132%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLkeZKRDlbA/TkAASqxAoSI/AAAAAAAABFg/H4yBh-d1cs8/s320/IMG_0132%255B1%255D.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKXVco4OMZ4/TkAAVrEv9QI/AAAAAAAABFk/Fe3RO6Iera0/s1600/IMG_0133%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKXVco4OMZ4/TkAAVrEv9QI/AAAAAAAABFk/Fe3RO6Iera0/s320/IMG_0133%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8298351830697184943?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8298351830697184943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-box-of-toys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8298351830697184943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8298351830697184943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/small-box-of-toys.html' title='Small Box of Toys'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLkeZKRDlbA/TkAASqxAoSI/AAAAAAAABFg/H4yBh-d1cs8/s72-c/IMG_0132%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2784844113948766356</id><published>2011-07-21T11:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:24:41.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BK is still haunting me.</title><content type='html'>So I wasted 8 months on BK this past year. He knew how I felt about him and he basically just ignored it. &amp;nbsp;And now we'll have to work together for a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;long time and there is this anger that I feel towards him. So naturally I discuss it with MT (an administrative assistant at school) - and she basically told me that I need to get over it and find someone new. As if it's that easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to stop harboring these angry feelings towards BK but it's because I still sort of have feelings for him and I doubt that those will ever go away. &amp;nbsp;Even though I know that the two of us are not very compatible at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2784844113948766356?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2784844113948766356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/bk-is-still-haunting-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2784844113948766356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2784844113948766356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/bk-is-still-haunting-me.html' title='BK is still haunting me.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-826336018861037292</id><published>2011-07-20T03:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:21:10.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Obsession.</title><content type='html'>So my ESE professor had us do a Spy/Watchman project and I chose to go to Krankies. &amp;nbsp;It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Britannic Bold', sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Day 1: Spy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am obsessed.&amp;nbsp; With Krankies Coffee that is.&amp;nbsp; I had first seen the trailer-like Krankies Coffee my freshman year in the fall of 2008 and had known that there was an actual Krankies somewhere downtown because I had heard of many Wake students and employees going there but had never been myself. I was very happy that it was on the Spy/Watchman list because I wanted to get out of my comfort zone (aka Starbucks) and check out a new place in Winston.&amp;nbsp; I want to keep an open mind and have been trying new experiences and new places – for me to not only discover Winston-Salem but also to grow as a person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I drove around &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt; (approximately 45 minutes) until I could locate Krankies coffee. I texted SG and asked her where it was since the directions on their website were nonexistent and the address could not be computed into my GPS.&amp;nbsp; I was completely lost! I also had a preconceived notion that it was somewhere near 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; street (a la Mellow Mushroom) but I was completely wrong.&amp;nbsp; SG texted me back and told me that it was on the corner of 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and Patterson which forced me to drive farther downtown that I had ever gone. I was so pleased! I loved the old buildings and really wished that I could have seen Winston in its prime with all of the companies and cars and people bustling around. I even found some new lofts in which I would &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to live in one day.&amp;nbsp; I finally found Krankies and drove onto the gravel and was a bit disenchanted and will admit, worried that some gravel would scrap up my car. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I walked towards the door, I first noticed this adorable dog.&amp;nbsp; He looked like a mix of probably a golden retriever and something else – I actually have &lt;i&gt;zero&lt;/i&gt; knowledge of dogs and can therefore not describe the breed of this puppy at all.&amp;nbsp; However, I was still completely amazed at the puppy and so happy to see him because while I did not have any pets growing up, I have always been affectionate towards dogs.&amp;nbsp; The puppy was adorable and made me instantly feel welcome to this establishment, whether it was intentional of the owners or not – it definitely worked!&amp;nbsp; The owner of the puppy told me that he was really friendly which made me feel even more welcome to the establishment before I even took a step inside. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As soon as I walked in, I was enthralled.&amp;nbsp; I loved the vibe, the music and the people in the establishment.&amp;nbsp; I was expecting to smell an overwhelming aroma of coffee but did not.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I walked up to the counter, I heard a familiar voice shout, “Miss Patel!” and I turned to see a friend, NB behind the counter.&amp;nbsp; NB graduated last year and I was delighted to see him!&amp;nbsp; I chatted with him for a while and then admitted that I had never been to Krankies before.&amp;nbsp; He was a bit shocked but very helpful.&amp;nbsp; I asked him what I should order, where I should sit, what should I do, etc. and he was beyond helpful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;gave me the rundown of the menus – and I was even a bit surprised to learn that they served beer and wine here! (side note: I will be coming here again with friends to have a drink…or two). &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I ended up ordering a simple latte made with skim milk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;gave it to me on the house and I was surprised yet grateful. He was so kind to do so and I felt bad because I wanted to give him a tip but couldn’t do so because I didn’t have cash and I couldn’t put it on a credit card slip since he didn’t charge me!&amp;nbsp; On my next visit, I’ll tip him double, because he deserves it and I’ve always felt that baristas, waiters, etc. always get jipped on tips. As I was leaving the counter, I noticed a stack of flyers advertising Single Brothers which I am assuming is a new bar?&amp;nbsp; If Krankies is promoting it, then I’m sure it’s fantastic and I will check it out at a later date! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The latte that&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;made for me was delicious! It was bitter but I need to stop eating (or in this case, drinking) sugar so I was very pleased with the drink. It was beautifully made and it was handed to me in two paper cups stacked together.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised to see that many other customers had mugs of coffee but I’m assuming that if you tell them that you are planning on staying here, then they will give you a glass mug instead of wasting paper on the cups (something to keep in mind!).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I then walked into the large study/seating room; I was very impressed at how large the space was.&amp;nbsp; I was not expecting it to be so open with multiple seating areas and I was definitely not expecting a stage. &amp;nbsp;I immediately noticed a table with a couple and their small child – she could not have been more than a year old and was absolutely precious.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I did stand and look around for a place to sit for a few minutes (giving myself away as a newbie) and I finally chose a corner table with a sidewalk bench on one side and two chairs on the other.&amp;nbsp; I chose this particular table because there were two outlets around it so I could work on my computer while still being a spy (Sneaky, I know - because I could take notes yet not look suspicious!).&amp;nbsp; At the table next to me, a lady was sitting by herself yet she wasn’t really doing anything – she had her phone and a notepad but didn’t have anything to eat or drink.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t assume anything of it until another lady came up to her and they introduced themselves to each other.&amp;nbsp; I felt a little bad about eavesdropping but I wasn’t quite sure what they were talking about so I had to listen in because my curiosity got the best of me! However, I do think that they were working on a project or some graphic design.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And after I eavesdropped even more, I found out that they are talking about planning an event making people aware of women’s rights and how sexual harassment and rape affect women all around the world but especially on college campuses. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After about 10 minutes, a man sat down at the table in front of me with a mug full of coffee and a cookie – was about to read a book and I began to wonder how he was going to do so in such dim lighting.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the lighting in here and can definitely see how bringing my friends here for a social hour would be fun but it’s definitely not bright enough (or at least not in the corner in which I was sitting) to do work. But there are some more spaces open around the stage and outside on the patio that let in more light to do homework.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Side note: I am loving the music in here right now.&amp;nbsp; They are playing songs that I haven’t heard in a long time and I’ve also heard some songs that I’m not familiar with.&amp;nbsp; I was going to pull up an episode &lt;i&gt;The Bachlorette&lt;/i&gt; and watch that while I write up my observations of my experiences here but I realized that I don’t really need to entertain myself with television shows, the music and the light noises in here are enough to keep me focused yet entertained. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Side note #2: One of the employees just walked out of the back room with a &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt; slice of cake and it really makes me want to have some dessert right now.&amp;nbsp; (next time, I will, I promise!!) It just looks so delicious! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I loved the “look” and “feel” of the establishment.&amp;nbsp; The décor was not what I would pick for myself but it reminded of “loft living” in a downtown space. The exposed brick adds a more “edgy” vibe but it is somehow very cozy and welcoming.&amp;nbsp; The paint is chipping in some areas but not in the “oh this is a health code violation!” but more of “oh it’s just a used space, that’s why the paint isn’t perfect.” way. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The exposed electrical wiring is also intriguing.&amp;nbsp; The exposed wiring does make me a bit cautious but after actually&lt;i&gt; looking&lt;/i&gt; at it, I can tell that it’s done professionally and it’s secured.&amp;nbsp; The lamps and the fans are all painted a matte black and the electrical outlets and their covers are all painted a brushed silver which is great.&amp;nbsp; The walls are painted yellow and deep hunter green.&amp;nbsp; The tables and the chairs are mismatched. &amp;nbsp;There are paintings and drawings on the walls that I am assuming are done by local artists. There is even an old Volkswagen sign from a car hanging on the door on the exposed brick above the modern ATM machine (which looks out of place in this place, where everything looks old from a first glance, but when you really look at it, it’s not old at all – and some of it is very brand new and modern). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I was sitting in Krankies, I was surprised to hear a train outside!&amp;nbsp; I did drive past train tracks but I did not think that they were in use anymore.&amp;nbsp; I could see the train through the windows that are curtained with what looks like old burlap sacks, and it has blue writing with a red cross in the middle – I wasn’t not sure what they said or what it was even indicating to but again, it added to the feel of the establishment.&amp;nbsp; I’m not describing it very well, I know but it’s this feeling of being in an ‘edgy/cool’ place while still feeling welcome that makes me like Krankies and even draws me to it. Even though it’s my first time here, I feel at ease.&amp;nbsp; I will be honest; I had some preconceived notions before I came here.&amp;nbsp; One of my best friends who dresses like me and is similar to me in so many ways said that she did not feel welcome here because she wasn’t ‘hipster’ enough but I was pleasantly surprised with my first experience here.&amp;nbsp; I definitely want to come back here not only during the summer but also during the school year.&amp;nbsp; I want to show everyone one of Winston’s hidden gems and make this local business flourish and grow – something that I know I cannot do as a single individual but I feel that every little bit counts! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are all different types of people here: hipster, preppy, young, old, straight, gay, students, professionals, moms, dads, Mac lovers, etc.&amp;nbsp; I was so, so impressed and happy to find that this establishment is fantastic. It’s welcoming, cozy and I think&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;is to thank for making me feel so welcome here.&amp;nbsp; I will definitely be returning (beyond this assignment) to this establishment and I hope to meet some Winston-Salem locals here. I want to get to know more of my town in which I will have spent four full years here and I have yet to meet more than 10 Winston-Salemians out of Wake Forest – which is a shame since Winston-Salem has so much to offer! (and the boys who were sitting at the counter of Krankies were so cute!) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I was walking out to my car, I noticed that the train tracks were really a lot closer than I remembered them to be.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that I could see I-40 from the parking lot and that the buildings around Krankies were stunningly beautiful.&amp;nbsp; I could tell that they were older buildings but they were still currently in use for office spaces and lofts.&amp;nbsp; I loved the look and feel of the location – and maybe it was that “just rained” look that made everything seem so beautiful – but the entirety of the surrounding block was beautiful.&amp;nbsp; I could see Reynolds American, the Winston Tower and the Wachovia building along with the mini Empire State building and several other key “Winston-Salem-esque” buildings.&amp;nbsp; I loved being so close to them because it was then that I realized how large these buildings were and how powerful some of these companies were/are. I have always taken Winston-Salem a bit for granted and have never really embraced it as a city but I want to change that now. I want to learn and experience everything there is about Winston – and hopefully make some new friends along the way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in; padding: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Britannic Bold', sans-serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Day 2: Watchman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I’ve returned! I was expecting today’s commuting time to be a lot shorter. And by a lot shorter, I mean like 10 minutes but it took me approximately 30 minutes to reach Krankies – why? Because half of downtown has closed down its streets for various construction reasons and I was zigzagging all over but I did end up seeing a lot more of Winston than I had ever seen.&amp;nbsp; As a result of seeing all these new parts of Winston, I have now resolved that I &lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt; live in one of the lofts down here. I don’t know what’s so appealing about them because I’ve never been one to want to live downtown but these lofts are just far enough away that it’s not hectic and chaotic but it’s also not in the suburbs.&amp;nbsp; Now that is just wishful thinking. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I was walking towards the entrance, I noticed a young man sitting on the outside patio drinking a beer and a soda (interesting combination in my opinion) while doing his “homework” (which is what I thought he was doing) which ended up being just a crossword puzzle.&amp;nbsp; It was so hot outside that I was very concerned for him in this heat.&amp;nbsp; Then when I walked onto their deck, heading towards their main door and I noticed a man sitting there with a beer in hand and his body positioned as if he were relaxing and just watching a sporting event on the television but there was no television set around so it was just curious to see him sitting like all alone on the outside deck with a beer and nothing else – and it certainly did not seem as if he were waiting for someone else to join him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then I finally walked inside and I saw&amp;nbsp;NB! I think he was genuinely surprised to see me because I told him yesterday that I would be back the next day and he said something along the lines of, “yeah sure, see you then.” But I think he was actually surprised and happy to see me come back in.&amp;nbsp; We caught up on what we were doing this summer and our shared intensity and passion we have for things that we love (for him, it was Wake Radio and for me, it was Student Government – and even though these two organizations are so different, we bonded for a few minutes over our love for our respective organizations and how we wish that everyone could be as passionate about what they love as much as we both are). I then ordered an iced tea and I bought a sticker (to support Krankies on my laptop of course!) – and I remembered to bring cash this time to give him a tip for today and yesterday!&amp;nbsp; I did pay for today’s drink (thank goodness) and I was happy to have done so because it makes me uncomfortable when I receive things for free. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I then went to sit down in the large room where I sat yesterday and I was disappointed to see that my spot from yesterday was taken. I looked around the room and noticed that they have outlets between all of the tables along the same wall so I decided to park myself there and begin my homework.&amp;nbsp; I was okay with the noises of conversations and music yesterday but today I just feel as if the conversations are too loud and I just had to put headphones in.&amp;nbsp; But here’s the odd thing, I cannot listen to anything streaming directly into my ears when I am doing my homework (it has to be background noise) because I cannot concentrate otherwise – so I just put my headphones in, plugged them into my computer and listened to nothing but the muffled noises of the room. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay, the muffled noises of the room were starting to get too loud so I decided to watch &lt;i&gt;Pretty Little Liars &lt;/i&gt;on my computer since I missed last night’s episode and for some reason, listening to a movie or a television show is not as distracting as listening to music is. I think it possibly could be because it makes me feel as if I am accomplishing something by multi-tasking (e.g. completing the task of watching this week’s episode while doing my homework). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will admit that today that the lighting is brighter and the décor doesn’t look as new and “glistening” as it did yesterday – and I think this partially has to do with the fact that it is not raining outside and the lights aren’t as dim.&amp;nbsp; I do appreciate the brighter lighting because it is making it easier for me to do my homework – but it is also taking away some of the “intriguing” vibe factor in here. I did mention earlier that the conversations seem much louder today and I think it might have to do with the brighter lighting – people are always more inclined to speak in hushed tones if the lighting is lowered. &amp;nbsp;It has also made me realize that I am a nosy person and I eavesdrop without even trying.&amp;nbsp; I have very sensitive hearing and have always been more of a “listener” than a “talker” when I’m in unfamiliar locations or if I am by myself but I did find myself listening in on conversations – which, I admit, is rude of me and I will try to stop. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The walls, paints, furniture and random other collections of things look more “raw” and sloppy than vintage and worn in like they did yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Nonetheless, the place is still charming but I am noticing that there is a hole in the step of the stage that needs to be fixed and that the shelves full of coffee ingredients should be reorganized and aligned.&amp;nbsp; There are other various little nitpicky items that are not noticeable to the average person just glancing around the room but after looking closely, the electrical wires that were once put together are not all put together and attached neatly but rather it is only that way in one section of the room and in others, the wires are hanging from the ceiling in a more tangled fashion. The curtain on the stage needs to be replaced and the vent covers need to be cleaned.&amp;nbsp; I’m not trying to criticize the place in terms of décor, cleanliness or safety but it’s interesting to see how the novelty of the place does sort of wear off after the first visit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I walked in, I did notice that a lot of people were sitting on the stage and I was hoping that there was going to be some live music tonight.&amp;nbsp; There was equipment on the stage (it was not set up today but it definitely was not there yesterday) and I was hoping to catch another glimpse of all of the fun and excitement that Krankies has to offer but now this just means that I will have to come back another night for some live music and other entertainment! I will say that I do feel more like a “regular” today than I did yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I know what to do, where to sit and what to order. It’s a nice feeling to know your surroundings because it makes you comfortable but I will say that yesterday, when I told Nathan that I have never been to Krankies, I did not feel as uncomfortable or awkward as I thought I was going to feel.&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;was very helpful and the rest of the customers seemed to be very welcoming as well (and when I say welcoming, I mean that they did not pay attention to the “new girl” when I walked into the room). &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I left the restaurant, it was almost closing time but there were still a lot of people in the coffee shop.&amp;nbsp; I said goodbye to&amp;nbsp;NB&amp;nbsp;and then went on my way, feeling that I had bonded with Nathan even more after our two day encounters.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that several people were sitting on the deck and the patio chatting with friends or reading – it was a lovely night except for the fact that it was devastatingly hot/humid outside. The buildings around Krankies really did seem bigger today than they did yesterday but maybe that’s because I was paying more attention to them and imaging people actually working in them.&amp;nbsp; I need to start thinking of Winston-Salem as the city in which I live, not just the city in which my university lies. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After I left Krankies yesterday (my spy visit), I posted on my Facebook and Twitter that I loved Krankies and was so happy to have finally gone to it.&amp;nbsp; And surprisingly, I received a lot of comments and responses to my status updates.&amp;nbsp; I was honestly shocked as to how many people knew about Krankies and how many people loved it. It really showed me that Winston-Salem has a lot to offer and that there are more than just Wake Forest students in the city.&amp;nbsp; Not everyone dresses with a preppy fashion sense and not everyone is similar and “clone-like” – I loved getting to see different types of people at Krankies and I would love to meet and make new friends there!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-826336018861037292?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/826336018861037292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-obsession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/826336018861037292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/826336018861037292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-obsession.html' title='New Obsession.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3947341997240829050</id><published>2011-07-19T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:15:58.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired doesn't even begin to cover it.</title><content type='html'>It was such an exhausting weekend that I have no idea how I even survived yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had interviews for the LGBTQ Center and that was &lt;i&gt;early, early, early&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the morning. &amp;nbsp;And then naturally, I had to run to another meeting about on-campus dining right after then, and then I had to run to my ESE class. &amp;nbsp;When am I not late for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at MP's home with other administrators, which was a nice, relaxed atmosphere. &amp;nbsp;The food was Mellow Mushroom and it was a nice change since I hadn't had any Mellow Mushroom in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to bed at 9:30 p.m. and woke up at 9:00 a.m. this morning. So I definitely did NOT work on my copper plate yesterday and I definitely should have. Ah! But I know that I needed the sleep but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3947341997240829050?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3947341997240829050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/tired-doesnt-even-begin-to-cover-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3947341997240829050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3947341997240829050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/tired-doesnt-even-begin-to-cover-it.html' title='Tired doesn&apos;t even begin to cover it.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4999623224417358978</id><published>2011-07-17T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:11:19.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No one can beat Willow's Sunday brunches.</title><content type='html'>So today, EG and CN wanted to be "frugal" and make Sunday brunch at home. &amp;nbsp;And it was...okay. &amp;nbsp;No, but seriously - I was not really pleased with my breakfast and I wish that I hadn't wasted all of those calories when I could have had a delicious mimosa and brunch at Willow's. &amp;nbsp;I know I'm being a bitch right now. But it still wasn't good and I still would have much rather eaten somewhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after our "brunch" - EG and I went shopping (ha, shocker) and then we came back for a few hours to rest, etc. &amp;nbsp;I took a nap and I have no idea what she ended up doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to dinner at Putter's (god, this whole day was full of crap food) for JD's &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;birthday dinner. It was fun, except the food is less than okay - plus, I felt nauseous the entire time so I barely ate anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not getting sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4999623224417358978?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4999623224417358978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-one-can-beat-willows-sunday-brunches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4999623224417358978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4999623224417358978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-one-can-beat-willows-sunday-brunches.html' title='No one can beat Willow&apos;s Sunday brunches.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4978732733431009327</id><published>2011-07-16T03:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:07:05.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KP's Farewell Party + JD's birthday!</title><content type='html'>So last night, it was KP's Farewell Party/Drinks at 6th and Vine - and it was a lot of fun! I'm definitely going to miss KP when she leaves :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was fun, etc., I drank with the Student Life staff and administrators - and I'll be honest with you - it wasn't bad! I was afraid that I was going to be judged but I am 21 and they said that it would be weird I wasn't drinking. So I drank a Blue Moon - and I wish I had eaten something yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Because while I had only drank one drink, I hadn't eaten anything all day and that was not good. So I drank [read: chugged] two glasses of water when I went to go to the bathroom but then we ended up staying for two more hours so I had definitely sobered up by then. &amp;nbsp;But seriously, I need to eat before I drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today, JD came back to Winston from Colorado for his birthday! EG and I went shopping earlier today and I bought these amazing shoes from Monkee's for $40! (on sale from ~$180!) - they are super tall (5-inches) and they are gray strappy sandals and they are beautiful. Except they make me feel like a hooker when I wear them, but at least a classy hooker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, we picked up JD from the Greensboro airport and it was great to see him! &amp;nbsp;We then dropped him off at MH's house and then EG and I were planning on going home, taking naps but we decided to run a few errands first at Walmart and Target. &amp;nbsp;And we ended up spending the entire afternoon there and we didn't get a nap in. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we went out that night for JD's birthday and it was a random assortment of people but it was still sort of fun? &amp;nbsp;I mean, JD becomes a diva when he's drunk and he was absolutely wasted - and it was not fun taking care of him. &amp;nbsp;But at the same time, I couldn't say no to him on his birthday, I mean - yes, I'll stay out later with you than everyone else because it is your birthday and I'm the only sober one here so I need to ensure that you get home safely. &amp;nbsp;It was annoying and tiring but it was overall, a pretty fun night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4978732733431009327?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4978732733431009327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/kps-farewell-party-jds-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4978732733431009327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4978732733431009327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/kps-farewell-party-jds-birthday.html' title='KP&apos;s Farewell Party + JD&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6655507974092652095</id><published>2011-07-15T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:58:44.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardenia</title><content type='html'>Today in class, my ESE professor passed around a bouquet of flowers and plants that smelled &lt;i&gt;wonderful. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;And we had to choose one, describe the smell and what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the gardenia flower that was in my bunch because it reminded me of my mom. &amp;nbsp;My mom actually grows gardenia bushes at home and the sweet smell reminds me of her. &amp;nbsp;I can't describe the smell very well but it's honestly just sweet, but not to the point of disgusting sweetness. &amp;nbsp;It has a fresh smell to it that reminds me of Saturdays growing up, when I'd wake up, take a shower and just head outside to find my mom working in the garden. &amp;nbsp;It was a great flashback memory so I decided to press the flower. &amp;nbsp;Too bad it doesn't look as pretty when it's pressed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8WpuF_wjrQ/Tj_4gRX1atI/AAAAAAAABFc/aNXSHbHLELE/s1600/IMG_0216%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8WpuF_wjrQ/Tj_4gRX1atI/AAAAAAAABFc/aNXSHbHLELE/s320/IMG_0216%255B1%255D.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I am now more prone to think about my mom than I was before I came to college. &amp;nbsp;My sophomore year, my mom had discovered some cancerous moles and she had them removed - and in hindsight, it was not a big deal but it was scary, I'll admit. &amp;nbsp;I found comfort in a friend who was actually dying of leukemia himself and he helped me deal with everything that my mom was going through while I was away at school. &amp;nbsp;The guilt of not being at home, the&amp;nbsp;uncertainty&amp;nbsp;of if my parents were telling me the truth of the severity of it, etc. But it was a scare that has definitely made me appreciate my mom some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as MC goes, he saved me. &amp;nbsp;He helped me through this tough time and he died almost a year ago (it will be a year in August). &amp;nbsp;And I was devastated. &amp;nbsp;He was my first friend to have passed away and I couldn't handle it. &amp;nbsp;So naturally, I kept it all inside. &amp;nbsp;I can't even remember if I cried or if I even said anything to anyone about it. &amp;nbsp;I don't even think I told my counselor at the counseling center about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the saddest things and I will always, always remember him for the rest of my life. Rest in Peace MC. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6655507974092652095?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6655507974092652095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/gardenia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6655507974092652095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6655507974092652095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/gardenia.html' title='Gardenia'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8WpuF_wjrQ/Tj_4gRX1atI/AAAAAAAABFc/aNXSHbHLELE/s72-c/IMG_0216%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8676946621490168963</id><published>2011-07-14T04:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:48:30.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>The last Harry Potter film was AWESOME!! &amp;nbsp;REE, LEE, JCK and I went to see the first half of the movie at like 9 p.m. and then we stayed for the premier of the second half at midnight and it was SOOOOOO GOOOOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drfunkenberry.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/weasleyfamily1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://www.drfunkenberry.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/weasleyfamily1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I love gingers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8676946621490168963?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8676946621490168963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8676946621490168963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8676946621490168963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-7525874012338045428</id><published>2011-07-13T02:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:44:20.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a looooooong day.</title><content type='html'>Crap! I forgot to post yesterday! Oh well, I mean, nothing really happened - it was a "scheduled" day with classes and a tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, we went to my ESE professor's home for lunch and class! &amp;nbsp;She is too sweet, literally, I cannot believe that she made lunch for our entire class and then allowed us to basically rummage through her art studio! I didn't take anything from her studio because I wasn't really sure what story I was going to tell through my storybox yet but I also didn't want to take any of her possessions! &amp;nbsp;After lunch and the studio ransacking that my classmates and I participated in, I had to rush back to campus for art class. &amp;nbsp;And today, we had a "double session" of art - meaning that since we don't have Saturday classes, we have to have two days where we meet from 2-5 p.m. and then again from 6-9 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly didn't mind the double session because we got a lot of work done today! &amp;nbsp;And it definitely allowed me to see AW more. &amp;nbsp;Who is AW you ask? Well he is an adorable, adorable classmate of mine, who is actually in the advanced class so he sits in the other room but he is just so cute it hurts! Ahhh how am I going to talk to him now? How am I going to make that "connection?" - &amp;nbsp;I may or may not have already WIN and Facebook stalked him - and it revealed three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are the same year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are already friends on Facebook?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has a lot of friends that are girls which clearly made me&amp;nbsp;instantly&amp;nbsp;jealous - even though I have no claim on him. Story. of. my. life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless of AW, art was fun. TAA and I stayed until about 12:30 a.m. working on our copper plates and it allowed me to get to know her better. &amp;nbsp;She's a sweet girl who is a rising sophomore and I would love to be her mentor, officially or unofficially. &amp;nbsp;She has a good head on her shoulders and we definitely share the same values and morals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, it's late and I should probably go to bed since I have to wake up early tomorrow to give another tour in this frighteningly disgusting heat and try not to vomit from heat stroke in front of the tours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-7525874012338045428?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7525874012338045428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-looooooong-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7525874012338045428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7525874012338045428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-looooooong-day.html' title='It&apos;s been a looooooong day.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1649586294521502758</id><published>2011-07-11T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:31:41.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally settling in to a routine?</title><content type='html'>Typical Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 a.m. - alarm clock goes off and I get pissed. So I turn off the alarm clock(s) and then I go back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;9:30 a.m. - I finally wake up and rush to get ready for my tour.&lt;br /&gt;10:00 a.m. - tour at admissions&lt;br /&gt;11:45 a.m. - almost pass out at the end of the tour since it's so ridiculously hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;12:15 p.m. - ESE 100&lt;br /&gt;2:00 p.m. - ART 110&lt;br /&gt;5:00 p.m. - have an everyday contemplation on what to eat for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are kind of boring now. Eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will say that I am especially enjoying my courses this semester. Why you ask? Because they are more open and free and dare I say, allow me to be more creative. &amp;nbsp;I was always a very rigid person, who was always on the straight and narrow path that never considered herself to be creative. &amp;nbsp;Taking ESE 100, has definitely shown me that I can be creative and how beneficial it can be to my life - and ART 100 has allowed me to work with my hands and I absolutely love it. I can see my progress in the course v. other courses where I'll read 9 books but can't really judge how much I've &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have majored or at least minored in art but I know that if I had done so, I wouldn't have had time for Student Government or any of the other activities that I am involved in. But I hope that my art Professor will let me come in during the year to work on my copper plates? I mean, I'll pay the art fee, but I really just want to use that time as my "stress free" time where I can literally lose myself in my work. I love it. I'm very, very happy I took these two classes this Summer Session!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1649586294521502758?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1649586294521502758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-settling-in-to-routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1649586294521502758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1649586294521502758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-settling-in-to-routine.html' title='Finally settling in to a routine?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-619628467982396332</id><published>2011-07-10T18:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:22:02.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Brunch @ Willow's Bistro</title><content type='html'>I left home early to come back to Wake for our weekly Sunday Brunch! It started out as a Tiger Brunch but we often include "outsiders" as well -- this week it was WBR, EG and CN - and it was fun! I love Willow's and I feel like I own part of it since I go there all of the time. &amp;nbsp;But it's delicious and mimosas for $3? Yes please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I had a bit of a problem with CN - and how pretentious she can be -- she's not a Tiger whereas WBR, EG and I are - but she doesn't know that we're Tigers. But still! She thinks like she knows everything and everyone and ah! I know this is stemming from my jealousy over her becoming better friends with EG but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after brunch, I needed to get some work done but instead, I went to Barnes and Noble and bought so many more books - which is kind of a waste of money for me since I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have time to read them anyway. &amp;nbsp;And then I contemplated going to go see a movie (which by the way, I don't know why it's such a "taboo" to go see movies alone, I do it all of the time - I mean, it's not like you're talking during the movie, so you don't really need someone else there anyway!) - but I didn't because I knew I had work to do. &amp;nbsp;So I came back to campus with the intentions of doing a lot of work but in reality, I just took a nap. Story of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was today a productive day? Not really. &amp;nbsp;Am I disappointed in myself? Kind of. Will I change my habits for next Sunday? One can hope but it's not likely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-619628467982396332?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/619628467982396332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-brunch-willows-bistro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/619628467982396332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/619628467982396332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-brunch-willows-bistro.html' title='Sunday Brunch @ Willow&apos;s Bistro'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5638722636305104185</id><published>2011-07-09T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T02:42:34.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hommmmmme</title><content type='html'>I was very lucky that both of my classes had cancelled class today's Saturday class! I did however lie to my parents and family by saying that I had to go back to school today because I had class. &amp;nbsp;I didn't feel bad about lying because I absolutely hated the idea of staying at home and being surrounded by all of this wedding talk. But as soon as I was home for a few hours with my mom, I wanted to stay and spend more time with her. &amp;nbsp;I really do miss my mom when I'm away at school and I try to&amp;nbsp;cherish&amp;nbsp;every moment I have with her. So I decided to stay at home - and it was a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my brother out to see a movie (a normal ritual for us) - and it was absolutely ridiculous that they would not let me buy a rated R ticket for my brother (we wanted to see Horrible Bosses and Bad Teacher) - so I had to sneak him in TWICE to see those movies. He's literally 3 months away from turning 17, that's stupid that they wouldn't let me, &lt;i&gt;his 21-year-old older sister, &lt;/i&gt;buy him a ticket/chaperon&amp;nbsp;him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horrible Bosses: &lt;/b&gt;good movie - seriously, it was absolutely hilarious!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Teacher: &lt;/b&gt;semi-good movie - except it was super awkward watching it with my brother and my male cousin. I mean, with friends, it would have been find but I didn't really want to be watching all of those uncomfortable scenes with my brother and cousin. The movie was also absolutely better in the&amp;nbsp;trailers&amp;nbsp;than the actual movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that evening, my parents were going to a party for their friends' son. I tagged along because I was hoping to 1) eat an actual meal other than cereal [since dinner wasn't going to be cooked since everyone was going to the party] and 2) I really wanted to see MP and KP - and maybe even JP because I hadn't seen any of them in over a year. &amp;nbsp;I grew up with them and they were a lot older than I was - but I always had huge crushes on them growing up. &amp;nbsp;And it turns out, yup, those school-girl-esque feelings definitely came back -- when did they all become so beautiful?? Too bad the charmer and the most datable one is 28-years-old and it would be super awkward if I married my parents' friends' son. Alright - I need to stop thinking about that -- I should be smarter and realize that it will never happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4362139942278383313-5638722636305104185?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5638722636305104185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/hommmmmme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5638722636305104185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5638722636305104185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/07/hommmmmme.html' title='Hommmmmme'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6464308302525717636</id><published>2011-07-08T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T02:19:47.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BP's Bridal Shower</title><content type='html'>After class today - I drove straight home. And while I was supposed to race home, I decided to take my time - because I didn't really want to go home for a bridal shower with annoying/stupid [yes, I know that makes me sound childish] people (my cousin's parents who yelled at me and who I now hate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the bridal shower, I barely ate anything because all of the food was just eh - I wasn't too hungry and I wasn't really craving Italian food. Oh and guess what? THREE other people brought cupcakes too! So naturally, no one ate mine because mine were 1) sugar free 2) fat free 3) not store bought. &amp;nbsp;AH - I at least worked really hard on this instead of just driving to the store and &lt;i&gt;buying&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I won the toilet paper wedding dress game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sPlS7zz_uzg/Tj9_sO9nsaI/AAAAAAAABFY/hXu9EPhLHpg/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sPlS7zz_uzg/Tj9_sO9nsaI/AAAAAAAABFY/hXu9EPhLHpg/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BP (purple) and NS (in the awesome toilet paper wedding dress) - I knew watching all those hours of &lt;i&gt;Project Runway &lt;/i&gt;was going to pay off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6464308302525717636?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6464308302525717636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/bps-bridal-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6464308302525717636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6464308302525717636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/bps-bridal-shower.html' title='BP&apos;s Bridal Shower'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sPlS7zz_uzg/Tj9_sO9nsaI/AAAAAAAABFY/hXu9EPhLHpg/s72-c/IMG_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-635317666989548088</id><published>2011-07-07T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:37:05.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Champagne Cupcakes?</title><content type='html'>My cousin's Bridal Shower is tomorrow. And I am baking her champagne cupcakes for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was kind of forced to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I chose champagne cupcakes because there is going to be &lt;i&gt;zero&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;alcohol at the event so I may as well try to sneak it in little by little (although these cupcakes taste nothing like champagne. Fail.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really want to test out my new cupcake decorating kit that I bought.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I already had some cake mix and wanted to get rid of it. &amp;nbsp;I know the recipe calls for making the cupcakes from scratch but HAAAAAAA - like that was actually going to happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/champagne-cake-i/detail.aspx"&gt;http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/champagne-cake-i/detail.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a hell of a time making these cupcakes. I made them at EG's apartment (because I currently live in Taylor Residence Hall and I had using communal kitchens and it's just a hassle to take all of my cookware down to the lounge, and I'm lazy + I wanted to see EG) with CN - and let me just say - I'm not sure that I really like cooking with others. &amp;nbsp;I could have done a much better and efficient job on my own but it was nice to have company? &amp;nbsp;I will say that I am jealous of EG and CN's budding friendship - even though EG and I have a great friendship, I just think that EG's being naive about becoming CN's "bff" - I mean, seriously - she doesn't know as much about her yet - and I think that she just so desperately wants other friends who are not students (aka me) - she's latching herself onto CN. Don't get me wrong, I love CN - I always have and I always will - I'm just a bit jealous that EG is now good friends with her. Oh well - hopefully it will get better? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. these cupcakes don't taste that bad, EG and CN are just being ridiculous - ugh, they are sugar free, and just because they don't taste like your mom's, they aren't bad! Ugh, I know I'm being mean. &amp;nbsp;Sorry, I'm not sorry for feeling this way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-635317666989548088?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/635317666989548088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/champagne-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/635317666989548088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/635317666989548088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/champagne-cupcakes.html' title='Champagne Cupcakes?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6526085245965252168</id><published>2011-07-06T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:24:45.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Summer Session II</title><content type='html'>Wow - it's been a LONG time since I've updated this blog. But since, my ESE 100 class is requiring us to keep a "thought log" - I thought (ha!) that I would keep it on this blog, so I can add photos/videos/etc. Plus - it will already be continuing my "virtual journal" - and hopefully it will get me back into the habit of posting again? (It takes 28 days of consistent "doing" for a habit to form, correct? I think, maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than today being the first day of classes, it was also the &lt;i&gt;longest &lt;/i&gt;day that I've had in awhile. I had a meeting with&amp;nbsp;athletics&amp;nbsp;this morning to discuss the horrid tailgating situation - and I honestly am willing to do everything possible, including praying, that this whole situation goes away or at least turns into something where everyone doesn't blame me for something that isn't my fault. Ughhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my athletics meeting this morning, I had to meet with other campus officials to discuss the new Rec Center that is in our capital planning schedule - I'm excited for the new building but honestly, there are some who just need to &lt;i&gt;let things go&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- so that students (STUDENTS!!!) are able to utilize a fitness center that they so badly want/need! &amp;nbsp;This meeting was in the afternoon and I was a bit worried that all of them were going to be like this and I wouldn't be able to go, especially since I have class from noon-5 everyday this Summer Session. &amp;nbsp;Eh I hope that they don't continue scheduling meetings like this, it only worked for me today because I had delayed classes - I know it makes me sound "snobby" but I request scheduling because I'm the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;student representation and I think that it's important for the student body's voice to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, VG &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;needs to tell everyone about his situation for next semester. It is putting me in a really difficult position when I have to explain to administrators and staff members that he's not coming back next semester - and it's not my place to tell them and I don't want him to be mad at me for saying something but if they keep badgering me about it - I have to say &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;. 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WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO FIND A DECENT MAN??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5214466521418651598?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5214466521418651598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/turn-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5214466521418651598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5214466521418651598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/08/turn-off.html' title='Turn off...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3784458178543617142</id><published>2011-05-16T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T02:07:20.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My twin.</title><content type='html'>EEG is graduating from college tomorrow and I am so proud of her! &amp;nbsp;She is my best friend at Wake Forest and I cannot fathom thinking of a year without her (but thankfully she's working here next year!). &amp;nbsp;I could not have done as much as I have done without all of her help, dedication and commitment. &amp;nbsp;She's amazing and has an incredibly bright future ahead of her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to drinking champagne on the roof of Tribble, my darling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0E7PsKbBJE/TdC-xzzdC4I/AAAAAAAABFU/Fvl6vymJVLY/s1600/217149_1743989645788_1420140077_31720065_6696122_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0E7PsKbBJE/TdC-xzzdC4I/AAAAAAAABFU/Fvl6vymJVLY/s200/217149_1743989645788_1420140077_31720065_6696122_n.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz0LVB9ZxkQ/TdC-xLOn-YI/AAAAAAAABFM/x1TpUWsa22w/s1600/165733_1683896732136_1079155313_31831583_4034435_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz0LVB9ZxkQ/TdC-xLOn-YI/AAAAAAAABFM/x1TpUWsa22w/s320/165733_1683896732136_1079155313_31831583_4034435_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHLbgrs9G2U/TdC-xdg9EoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/htNBHCXOSbY/s1600/180773_1734542998261_1079155313_31922766_2411862_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHLbgrs9G2U/TdC-xdg9EoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/htNBHCXOSbY/s320/180773_1734542998261_1079155313_31922766_2411862_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/4362139942278383313-3784458178543617142?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3784458178543617142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-twin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3784458178543617142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3784458178543617142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-twin.html' title='My twin.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0E7PsKbBJE/TdC-xzzdC4I/AAAAAAAABFU/Fvl6vymJVLY/s72-c/217149_1743989645788_1420140077_31720065_6696122_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3897106339365730970</id><published>2011-04-23T12:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T12:39:51.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday CCH!</title><content type='html'>Today is my dear friend CCH's birthday! She is one of the most beautiful, amazing, hilarious, wonderful girls I know and I am so very lucky to call her my friend. &amp;nbsp;I hope she's having a wonderful day and I can't wait to see her when she gets back to school! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much love, my darling, so much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LteEXuUfwE/TbMAn7wj07I/AAAAAAAABFE/fpvValumpa8/s1600/CH3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LteEXuUfwE/TbMAn7wj07I/AAAAAAAABFE/fpvValumpa8/s320/CH3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmZawNInHU8/TbMAnZ5NQiI/AAAAAAAABE8/UwUYIJlxfcg/s1600/CH1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmZawNInHU8/TbMAnZ5NQiI/AAAAAAAABE8/UwUYIJlxfcg/s320/CH1.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYCFgDLFGyw/TbMAnriZIII/AAAAAAAABFA/KG-eLaWUVCw/s1600/CH2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYCFgDLFGyw/TbMAnriZIII/AAAAAAAABFA/KG-eLaWUVCw/s320/CH2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/4362139942278383313-3897106339365730970?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3897106339365730970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-cch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3897106339365730970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3897106339365730970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-cch.html' title='Happy Birthday CCH!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LteEXuUfwE/TbMAn7wj07I/AAAAAAAABFE/fpvValumpa8/s72-c/CH3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-7956287457573079012</id><published>2011-04-19T03:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T03:28:56.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I will remember this evening for the rest of my life.</title><content type='html'>I have the best time with my friends tonight and I literally forgot all about my problems, worries, papers, etc. &amp;nbsp;I just drank champagne, chatted with friends and even made a close relationship with someone that I was &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;not close to beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love college. &amp;nbsp;You can worry about that test or that paper but you won't remember it 15 years down the road -- I will always remember this evening that I spent with my friends. &amp;nbsp;We roasted and toasted and had tons of fun but the evening did have sad, sentimental moments as well. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love each and every one of you guys. You all are amazing and unforgettable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tigerdata.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/south-china-tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://www.tigerdata.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/south-china-tiger.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-7956287457573079012?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7956287457573079012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-will-remember-this-evening-for-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7956287457573079012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7956287457573079012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-will-remember-this-evening-for-rest.html' title='I will remember this evening for the rest of my life.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8201694796320936549</id><published>2011-03-28T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:56:11.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys are confusing.</title><content type='html'>What else do I need to say or is the title of this post pretty self-explanatory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little Valentino red to make myself feel better:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aZjpiUJF1eQ/TXHVDkLflkI/AAAAAAAABE0/nsNW1WGnwRA/s400/inspiration+%252862%2529.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DyNnBgHAvBY/TXHVDggKQVI/AAAAAAAABE4/xoPBuvgfkVY/s1600/inspiration+%252863%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DyNnBgHAvBY/TXHVDggKQVI/AAAAAAAABE4/xoPBuvgfkVY/s400/inspiration+%252863%2529.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3341583842702336443?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3341583842702336443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/fancy-dresses-that-i-want-but-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3341583842702336443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3341583842702336443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/fancy-dresses-that-i-want-but-have.html' title='Fancy dresses that I want but have absolutely no place to wear them:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Eu4aDWv5hK0/TXHVCKbUQpI/AAAAAAAABEY/-qIWXG4ms6I/s72-c/inspiration+%252842%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-9183906783433175014</id><published>2011-03-05T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T01:07:07.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it permanently Spring yet?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because I don't want it to get cold againnnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JTtacvMJ7YY/TXHS4RIfB9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/lGL9-pJhoxU/s1600/inspiration+%25281%2529.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JTtacvMJ7YY/TXHS4RIfB9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/lGL9-pJhoxU/s400/inspiration+%25281%2529.gif" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-9183906783433175014?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/9183906783433175014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-permanently-spring-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9183906783433175014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9183906783433175014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-permanently-spring-yet.html' title='Is it permanently Spring yet?!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JTtacvMJ7YY/TXHS4RIfB9I/AAAAAAAABEQ/lGL9-pJhoxU/s72-c/inspiration+%25281%2529.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8150749605017549399</id><published>2011-03-05T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:52:58.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ADORABLE:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SK9Ta86UpxE/TXHPimDhmyI/AAAAAAAABEM/zoqG2hs8TYk/s1600/tumblr_lf0wz6Q65z1qd7101o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SK9Ta86UpxE/TXHPimDhmyI/AAAAAAAABEM/zoqG2hs8TYk/s400/tumblr_lf0wz6Q65z1qd7101o1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8150749605017549399?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8150749605017549399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/adorable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8150749605017549399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8150749605017549399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/adorable.html' title='ADORABLE:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SK9Ta86UpxE/TXHPimDhmyI/AAAAAAAABEM/zoqG2hs8TYk/s72-c/tumblr_lf0wz6Q65z1qd7101o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4485187406252559804</id><published>2011-03-05T00:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:33:35.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to have enough courage to live by these words:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KGP-uDBE6pc/TXHLFi0Y-rI/AAAAAAAABEI/KDLGX_mzBfI/s1600/tumblr_lh6wg3mg3W1qccgei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KGP-uDBE6pc/TXHLFi0Y-rI/AAAAAAAABEI/KDLGX_mzBfI/s640/tumblr_lh6wg3mg3W1qccgei.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4485187406252559804?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4485187406252559804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/id-like-to-have-enough-courage-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4485187406252559804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4485187406252559804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/03/id-like-to-have-enough-courage-to-live.html' title='I&apos;d like to have enough courage to live by these words:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KGP-uDBE6pc/TXHLFi0Y-rI/AAAAAAAABEI/KDLGX_mzBfI/s72-c/tumblr_lh6wg3mg3W1qccgei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4445389231564153176</id><published>2011-02-28T08:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T08:24:14.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this photo:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-afTNP8c7kKs/TWuh3Sl7ZUI/AAAAAAAABEE/ClDWhKq3CXE/s1600/5475185073_b0937935e9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-afTNP8c7kKs/TWuh3Sl7ZUI/AAAAAAAABEE/ClDWhKq3CXE/s400/5475185073_b0937935e9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4445389231564153176?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4445389231564153176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4445389231564153176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4445389231564153176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-photo.html' title='I love this photo:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-afTNP8c7kKs/TWuh3Sl7ZUI/AAAAAAAABEE/ClDWhKq3CXE/s72-c/5475185073_b0937935e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3742247313018617930</id><published>2011-02-28T08:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T08:20:36.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos by Martin Schoeller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't Paris Hilton just look so old here? I don't know why I like this photo but I do. There's a certain sadness-but-I'm-a-strong-woman-so-I'll-survive vibe about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HFhXcMDEBVI/TWug3lBNPKI/AAAAAAAABEA/jdvHW9UNzts/s1600/paris+hilton+via+martin+schoeller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HFhXcMDEBVI/TWug3lBNPKI/AAAAAAAABEA/jdvHW9UNzts/s400/paris+hilton+via+martin+schoeller.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/everyday_i_show/106914.html"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/everyday_i_show/106914.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3742247313018617930?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3742247313018617930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/photos-by-martin-schoeller.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3742247313018617930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3742247313018617930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/photos-by-martin-schoeller.html' title='Photos by Martin Schoeller'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HFhXcMDEBVI/TWug3lBNPKI/AAAAAAAABEA/jdvHW9UNzts/s72-c/paris+hilton+via+martin+schoeller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4800650202663823800</id><published>2011-02-28T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T03:37:58.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 3:30 a.m. -- and I'm still awake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is how I feel right now:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71Gme_x6Q_Q/TGUv1znJycI/AAAAAAAADXg/SJw8pJcstj0/s1600/Stressed-is-Desserts-Magnet-C11750035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reason for why I chose the above image&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: Because I am a &lt;i&gt;stress&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;eater, ughhh, I know it's bad for me but I honestly just can't help it. I should probs try to convert my chocolate cravings into cravings to hit the elliptical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4800650202663823800?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4800650202663823800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-330-am-and-im-still-awake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4800650202663823800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4800650202663823800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-330-am-and-im-still-awake.html' title='It&apos;s 3:30 a.m. -- and I&apos;m still awake.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71Gme_x6Q_Q/TGUv1znJycI/AAAAAAAADXg/SJw8pJcstj0/s72-c/Stressed-is-Desserts-Magnet-C11750035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2662209247162612756</id><published>2011-02-28T00:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:16:19.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhh CHM 108 test tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>That's right. I'm in "baby chemistry" or "football chemistry" as most people know it. I love the labs because we get to do fun things like make paper and dye silk scarves but the tests are so &lt;i&gt;incredibly&lt;/i&gt; difficult. Crappppp. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my week until Tuesday at 5:15 p.m. is complete hell: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chemistry test &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Religion paper &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Religion movie review + presentation &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LIB 250 online posts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LIB 250 final project + presentation &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Admissions essay (this one is so long overdue to the Admissions department, ugh crap, they will hate me now.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh I just want it to be Tuesday evening! I plan on doing absolutely nothing mind-numbing. And since I'm on duty tomorrow night, I should hopefully get a lot of the papers done. I hate midterms week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I feel right now: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinalewisrowe.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/pouty-baby-300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2662209247162612756?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2662209247162612756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/ughhh-chm-108-test-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2662209247162612756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2662209247162612756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/ughhh-chm-108-test-tomorrow.html' title='Ughhh CHM 108 test tomorrow?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6180379035390298267</id><published>2011-02-27T01:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:25:26.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAH, this is a GEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so so sorry that I missed this but thankfully OCB got a picture of it. REE, CMR, JCK and OCB went to the movies and they actually played the games at the movie theater hahaha.&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REE playing duck hunting or something I'm guessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfk49b2yoTE/TWn8RJNw0eI/AAAAAAAABD4/aY6xOvFZs3Y/s400/IMG_2207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578266984936690146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6180379035390298267?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6180379035390298267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/hahahah-this-is-gem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6180379035390298267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6180379035390298267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/hahahah-this-is-gem.html' title='HAHAHAH, this is a GEM!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfk49b2yoTE/TWn8RJNw0eI/AAAAAAAABD4/aY6xOvFZs3Y/s72-c/IMG_2207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3346632778265695686</id><published>2011-02-27T01:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:54:05.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love OCB's hair in this photo:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSr32oZdG5o/TWn1Cai7VvI/AAAAAAAABDw/Tj5xRT1XQKM/s1600/IMG_2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSr32oZdG5o/TWn1Cai7VvI/AAAAAAAABDw/Tj5xRT1XQKM/s400/IMG_2205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578259035309430514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3346632778265695686?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3346632778265695686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-ocbs-hair-in-this-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3346632778265695686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3346632778265695686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-ocbs-hair-in-this-photo.html' title='I love OCB&apos;s hair in this photo:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSr32oZdG5o/TWn1Cai7VvI/AAAAAAAABDw/Tj5xRT1XQKM/s72-c/IMG_2205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4814787859564674713</id><published>2011-02-27T01:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:52:21.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>REE being a divaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hahah memories, memories, memories. I'll be posting random photos like this from now on until I am caught up until now because it's fun to look back at our sophomore year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z-zTqD2_Jw/TWn0jywSHtI/AAAAAAAABDo/-GnD5m9KhyE/s400/IMG_2204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578258509231955666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4814787859564674713?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4814787859564674713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/ree-being-divaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4814787859564674713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4814787859564674713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/ree-being-divaaa.html' title='REE being a divaaa'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z-zTqD2_Jw/TWn0jywSHtI/AAAAAAAABDo/-GnD5m9KhyE/s72-c/IMG_2204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2579346148670832032</id><published>2011-02-27T01:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:19:37.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Post: "M. Blade"</title><content type='html'>"Shawty look good when she back that ass up"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2579346148670832032?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2579346148670832032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/guest-post-m-blade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2579346148670832032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2579346148670832032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/guest-post-m-blade.html' title='Guest Post: &quot;M. 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Because my professor is hilarious and kind of insane slash makes me uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top Quotes of the Day&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Too bad lies don't leave semen stains." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Stupid people use 'weak-a-pedia.'"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Have the perfume get off on him or him get off of the perfume." &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- in reference to Teddy Roosevelt in a book that we were reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"You just can't tell in that time period." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;in reference to the questioning of sexuality among the "cowboys" during the 1900s. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"I'm going to grab him by the balls &amp;amp; cut his pecker off." &lt;i&gt;- I can't remember what this was in reference to but I literally &lt;u&gt;died&lt;/u&gt; when I heard her say it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's hilarious. No matter how much I hate that our conversations revolve around the military and guns and battleships, she is just really fucking funny and at least her comments keep me awake? &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/4362139942278383313-7547619721357129837?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7547619721357129837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-research-seminar-and-i-have-lovehate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7547619721357129837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7547619721357129837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-research-seminar-and-i-have-lovehate.html' title='My Research Seminar and I have a love/hate relationship...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3330909351657828672</id><published>2011-02-22T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:42:38.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an aunt! I'm an aunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJJFsAvPQ9k/TWPnbQHIIDI/AAAAAAAABC8/6rQ3GaUnaZk/s1600/Announcement%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJJFsAvPQ9k/TWPnbQHIIDI/AAAAAAAABC8/6rQ3GaUnaZk/s320/Announcement%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576555218982150194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3330909351657828672?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3330909351657828672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-aunt-im-aunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3330909351657828672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3330909351657828672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-aunt-im-aunt.html' title='I&apos;m an aunt! I&apos;m an aunt!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJJFsAvPQ9k/TWPnbQHIIDI/AAAAAAAABC8/6rQ3GaUnaZk/s72-c/Announcement%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4870477152533152831</id><published>2011-02-18T14:36:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:21:13.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Classics from the Fall of 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrCP5Zi5EXY/TV7S7BLOalI/AAAAAAAABC0/SycFJD_XxD0/s1600/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whoa, throwback to sophomore year:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REE and I both have a problem with sugar. And this is the aftermath of eating a lot of sugar. Oreos most likely :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Pkzqz15oP0/TV7K6Ej3GXI/AAAAAAAABAk/mAEM-7Sh498/s1600/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUQDoUi_2xQ/TV7K56U0vLI/AAAAAAAABAc/0lCz8A1a7PY/s1600/IMG_2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUQDoUi_2xQ/TV7K56U0vLI/AAAAAAAABAc/0lCz8A1a7PY/s320/IMG_2167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575116484989205682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Pkzqz15oP0/TV7K6Ej3GXI/AAAAAAAABAk/mAEM-7Sh498/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575116487736629618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just for you Bolivia: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhU8L7YIn2A/TV7MLS2qQjI/AAAAAAAABAs/IOcjBckd3DU/s320/IMG_2145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575117883142980146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Mag Room dinner! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjJCNZfHByM/TV7NpHF4NaI/AAAAAAAABA8/UERLsHcnLoE/s1600/IMG_2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjJCNZfHByM/TV7NpHF4NaI/AAAAAAAABA8/UERLsHcnLoE/s320/IMG_2150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575119494893286818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IDrTSiyOhI/TV7No42hK3I/AAAAAAAABA0/4wNf1tKrcro/s1600/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IDrTSiyOhI/TV7No42hK3I/AAAAAAAABA0/4wNf1tKrcro/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575119491070765938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haaa LEE went grocery shopping in the Pit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ft4BS_ep5L8/TV7OKLcch-I/AAAAAAAABBU/BSo4TKRr6xM/s1600/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ft4BS_ep5L8/TV7OKLcch-I/AAAAAAAABBU/BSo4TKRr6xM/s320/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575120062997366754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EW. I saw a girl wearing these hideous shoes in Subway at 2 a.m. - GROSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TugPG6sVEE4/TV7OKJ9ILqI/AAAAAAAABBM/lPKThGBhpos/s1600/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TugPG6sVEE4/TV7OKJ9ILqI/AAAAAAAABBM/lPKThGBhpos/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575120062597574306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GROSS. Clearly I this is a photo of a photo but I couldn't resist -- it was just &lt;i&gt;trashy.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;[sorry for the blurriness!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxFCYA2rue4/TV7OJvp42nI/AAAAAAAABBE/cSrci3iOcCk/s1600/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxFCYA2rue4/TV7OJvp42nI/AAAAAAAABBE/cSrci3iOcCk/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575120055537556082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Locks of Love: I cannot believe I cut it all off, ahhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;December 5, 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR2MdxO_ChU/TV7QWRpMewI/AAAAAAAABBc/-FASmpr4zYw/s320/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575122469843139330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1htHTFfZcI/TV7QW3H-LdI/AAAAAAAABBs/8IlPNbig7Ac/s320/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575122479904337362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g9zi0nEmP3E/TV7QXCUXqlI/AAAAAAAABB0/_LNnLiSaIdI/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575122482909129298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;KM sleeping during finals week. He secretly loves me but refuses to admit it. Apparently I'm too affectionate and he's embarrassed by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrCP5Zi5EXY/TV7S7BLOalI/AAAAAAAABC0/SycFJD_XxD0/s1600/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrCP5Zi5EXY/TV7S7BLOalI/AAAAAAAABC0/SycFJD_XxD0/s320/IMG_2164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575125300100885074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was nice to look at when I was literally &lt;i&gt;crying&lt;/i&gt; in IS when my computer broke, ahhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miI8F_dpnQg/TV7S7Jhi_6I/AAAAAAAABCs/WFXHm2VsweI/s1600/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miI8F_dpnQg/TV7S7Jhi_6I/AAAAAAAABCs/WFXHm2VsweI/s320/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575125302341992354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finals week dance break? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGuwQn4S5lg/TV7S63B4e2I/AAAAAAAABCk/6UXO6btCfHg/s1600/IMG_2166.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGuwQn4S5lg/TV7S63B4e2I/AAAAAAAABCk/6UXO6btCfHg/s320/IMG_2166.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575125297377344354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea why I have this photo of REE - I think she may have just put a new bumper sticker on her car? hahah or perhaps we were documenting her parking job? I honestly cannot remember anymore ahh it's been over a year. I need to start blogging within a few weeks of the actual event because otherwise I will forget all other details otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YWuCjCqho/TV7S6yok2ZI/AAAAAAAABCc/Guo1TRF1s4w/s1600/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YWuCjCqho/TV7S6yok2ZI/AAAAAAAABCc/Guo1TRF1s4w/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575125296197458322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnEhCoFHzg/TV7S6v01XKI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y0UrIQ8vP18/s1600/IMG_2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbnEhCoFHzg/TV7S6v01XKI/AAAAAAAABCU/Y0UrIQ8vP18/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575125295443565730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjJCNZfHByM/TV7NpHF4NaI/AAAAAAAABA8/UERLsHcnLoE/s1600/IMG_2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4870477152533152831?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4870477152533152831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/classics-from-fall-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4870477152533152831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4870477152533152831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/classics-from-fall-of-2010.html' title='Classics from the Fall of 2010.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUQDoUi_2xQ/TV7K56U0vLI/AAAAAAAABAc/0lCz8A1a7PY/s72-c/IMG_2167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-992518158685607691</id><published>2011-02-18T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:35:54.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be ready for a flood of posts...</title><content type='html'>...starting NOW. wooo! I've reached that point where I am going to update this blog (from info from last year, wow, it really has been that long).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-992518158685607691?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/992518158685607691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-ready-for-flood-of-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/992518158685607691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/992518158685607691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-ready-for-flood-of-posts.html' title='Be ready for a flood of posts...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2554547410814208629</id><published>2011-01-16T23:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:20:19.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely obsessed with Jewish culture, customs, people, etc.</title><content type='html'>Why? I'm not quite sure but I'm just drawn to all things and people Jewish. I think that several of the Jewish males who my age are gorgeous, smart and just adorable in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video proves my point/obsession/whatever - I may or may not have also replayed this video 50+ times over finals week last semester...DON'T JUDGE ME. It's super catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="335"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSJCSR4MuhU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2554547410814208629?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2554547410814208629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/01/strangely-obsessed-with-jewish-culture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2554547410814208629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2554547410814208629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/01/strangely-obsessed-with-jewish-culture.html' title='Strangely obsessed with Jewish culture, customs, people, etc.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8600523419059860018</id><published>2011-01-16T01:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:34:53.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of my New Year's resolutions is to blog at least once a week. I was thinking about making it once a day, but that is far too ambitious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5311894766_1e88da9ed4_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5311894766_1e88da9ed4_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8600523419059860018?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8600523419059860018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8600523419059860018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8600523419059860018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5311894766_1e88da9ed4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5411558939333211513</id><published>2010-07-28T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:49:34.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love love love this:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TFDQF53Ih1I/AAAAAAAABAA/V9qmbBTIgPs/s1600/wumf86.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TFDQF53Ih1I/AAAAAAAABAA/V9qmbBTIgPs/s320/wumf86.jpg.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499123944869365586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5411558939333211513?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5411558939333211513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-love-love-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5411558939333211513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5411558939333211513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-love-love-this.html' title='I love love love this:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TFDQF53Ih1I/AAAAAAAABAA/V9qmbBTIgPs/s72-c/wumf86.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1743934043184448083</id><published>2010-07-11T17:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:31:26.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrel Hater.</title><content type='html'>LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3KTwEDLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nUPCQNUhdnw/s1600/IMG_2134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3KTwEDLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nUPCQNUhdnw/s320/IMG_2134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492763345771826354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1743934043184448083?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1743934043184448083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/squirrel-hater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1743934043184448083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1743934043184448083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/squirrel-hater.html' title='Squirrel Hater.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3KTwEDLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nUPCQNUhdnw/s72-c/IMG_2134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4508126874412167741</id><published>2010-07-11T17:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:30:55.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday - My favorite day of the year.</title><content type='html'>And when I say that it's my favorite day of the year, I mean it. It far surpasses my birthday (which I've grown to hate because it just celebrates that I'm getting older and my life is just passing by).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Friday game plan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{1} Look through all the ads the day before and make a detailed list of what I want. Categorize this list into: easy, medium-hard and get-the-fuck-out-of-my-way-you-slow-moms-hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{2} Then I map out the stores so that I don't waste time. I generally like to start at Wal-Mart because that's where my out of reach purchases are. I like to at least attempt to get the item and not get it rather than go at 8 p.m. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that i won't be able to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 4:30 a.m. (I apologize for the blurriness of the photos):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3Jn1NO3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/zXzdXOK4zZ0/s1600/IMG_2132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3Jn1NO3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/zXzdXOK4zZ0/s320/IMG_2132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492763333982239602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to Wal-Mart 20 minutes later because this stupid mom in a mini-van was in front of me driving 10 below the speed limit!! I shouldn't make fun of her mini-van because I was driving my mom's Odyssey because my precious Jeep was no longer with us. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3K2vquyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/j67DrQswbwA/s1600/IMG_2135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3K2vquyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/j67DrQswbwA/s320/IMG_2135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492763355165408034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3KBzPmUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/C4rcQwnEeqM/s1600/IMG_2133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3KBzPmUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/C4rcQwnEeqM/s320/IMG_2133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492763340953327938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I proceeded to go to Tanglewood Mall, Valley View Mall and then Best Buy. It wasn't an exciting Black Friday but the thrill just gets me every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4508126874412167741?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4508126874412167741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-friday-my-favorite-day-of-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4508126874412167741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4508126874412167741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-friday-my-favorite-day-of-year.html' title='Black Friday - My favorite day of the year.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TDo3Jn1NO3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/zXzdXOK4zZ0/s72-c/IMG_2132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-987773624756788452</id><published>2010-07-11T17:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:14:15.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING:</title><content type='html'>I'm about to post A LOT. And by a lot, I mean posts dating back to November...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, photos will accompany these posts because I think it's a great idea to document my life through photos and then I forget about them. So I just found all these photos (and by found, I mean got my lazy self to plug in my iPhone to view the photos) and now I'm going to post them...finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also the only one not watching the World Cup soccer match right now because I'm at work. LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-987773624756788452?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/987773624756788452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/warning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/987773624756788452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/987773624756788452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/warning.html' title='WARNING:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-7112741666656097754</id><published>2010-07-02T12:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:53:53.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the background on my parents' laptop:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TC4ZgqSoriI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5yMcWfWfiQU/s1600/delete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TC4ZgqSoriI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5yMcWfWfiQU/s320/delete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489353044710174242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-7112741666656097754?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7112741666656097754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-background-on-my-parents-laptop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7112741666656097754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7112741666656097754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-background-on-my-parents-laptop.html' title='This is the background on my parents&apos; laptop:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/TC4ZgqSoriI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/5yMcWfWfiQU/s72-c/delete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-9116300602207571601</id><published>2010-06-20T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:54:04.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>faillll</title><content type='html'>The amount of cupcakes I eat does not correlate with how productive I am. BAHHHH I need to do some work because I have 3 finals tomorrow...oops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justgrits.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 335px;" src="http://justgrits.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/cupcakes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-9116300602207571601?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/9116300602207571601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/faillll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9116300602207571601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9116300602207571601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/faillll.html' title='faillll'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-134271240417307943</id><published>2010-06-13T00:07:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:24:30.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're welcome.</title><content type='html'>Adam Senn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOxOVa8WSI/AAAAAAAAbps/0jc8B9YlS7I/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOxOVa8WSI/AAAAAAAAbps/0jc8B9YlS7I/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOx5ENLPGI/AAAAAAAAbqs/p5VvxK2oJRU/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOx5ENLPGI/AAAAAAAAbqs/p5VvxK2oJRU/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOx4bJmBaI/AAAAAAAAbqc/121jDzSOHlA/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOx4bJmBaI/AAAAAAAAbqc/121jDzSOHlA/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOyWVaSwII/AAAAAAAAbq8/PjTLOOKOrFI/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOyWVaSwII/AAAAAAAAbq8/PjTLOOKOrFI/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOyW29GMMI/AAAAAAAAbrE/icfUS_wwSAE/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;"  src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOyW29GMMI/AAAAAAAAbrE/icfUS_wwSAE/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzKhzdFZI/AAAAAAAAbrc/jkbkXYhH0_4/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzKhzdFZI/AAAAAAAAbrc/jkbkXYhH0_4/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLNabcfI/AAAAAAAAbrs/tbkm1Sgv1ks/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;"  src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLNabcfI/AAAAAAAAbrs/tbkm1Sgv1ks/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzK8nmm7I/AAAAAAAAbrk/sfmeXo-Wywc/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzK8nmm7I/AAAAAAAAbrk/sfmeXo-Wywc/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLY6z1TI/AAAAAAAAbr0/AxVnkq-4FMk/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLY6z1TI/AAAAAAAAbr0/AxVnkq-4FMk/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLv_YRzI/AAAAAAAAbr8/qCc-hYCTnOo/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOzLv_YRzI/AAAAAAAAbr8/qCc-hYCTnOo/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOz1TIIBfI/AAAAAAAAbsw/--TgnMTpcJI/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOz1qH_nYI/AAAAAAAAbs4/dsbS-efPCXg/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAO0RdRt49I/AAAAAAAAbtI/TQ-oRFX0Sa4/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAO0RdRt49I/AAAAAAAAbtI/TQ-oRFX0Sa4/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAO0RzqsE4I/AAAAAAAAbtQ/xfxPqrZmz_U/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAO0RzqsE4I/AAAAAAAAbtQ/xfxPqrZmz_U/s1600/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-134271240417307943?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/134271240417307943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/youre-welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/134271240417307943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/134271240417307943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/youre-welcome.html' title='You&apos;re welcome.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/TAOxOVa8WSI/AAAAAAAAbps/0jc8B9YlS7I/s72-c/Adam+Senn+for+Industrie+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1351305173066652608</id><published>2010-06-12T21:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:19:40.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way Girls Are</title><content type='html'>This is precious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpHpq5mozMg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpHpq5mozMg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1351305173066652608?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1351305173066652608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/way-girls-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1351305173066652608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1351305173066652608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/way-girls-are.html' title='The Way Girls Are'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2439995613592954630</id><published>2010-06-03T20:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:54:47.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog revamp</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to change up the design on this blog.  Any ideas? I have no idea how to do it but maybe I will procrastinate studying for my Quant final and look for designs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm..I wish I was more proficient with computers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2439995613592954630?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2439995613592954630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-revamp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2439995613592954630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2439995613592954630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-revamp.html' title='Blog revamp'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8191751084535935223</id><published>2010-05-31T19:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:07:12.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The O.C. Marathon</title><content type='html'>I originally planned on starting the marathon tonight, but I think it will have to wait until tomorrow.  Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was OBSESSED with this show when it first came out.  I only have the first and the last season, oddly but those were the only ones on sale.  I will however get the remaining two, just to complete the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Adam Brody. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/The-OC-the-oc-481612_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/The-OC-the-oc-481612_1024_768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8191751084535935223?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8191751084535935223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/oc-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8191751084535935223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8191751084535935223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/oc-marathon.html' title='The O.C. Marathon'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6486128097265707503</id><published>2010-05-31T18:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:03:03.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>...until I get to go wedding dress shopping with EGP!! I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BEYOND &lt;/span&gt;excited. Ahh! My first friend to get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGP, I remember when we first met.  It was a cold, rainy day in the spring of 2006 and I had just driven 3.5 hours for our first HSD meeting (after dissecting my first fetal pig--interesting how I remembered that bizarre detail).  We were both in the J3 group but we barely spoke.  Then finally summer came and with the backdrop of Princeton, we became close friends. I miss that summer and I'm so glad that we've remained friends over the years! I'm so happy for you and JN, you have no idea and I just hope that some day, I can find even a fraction of the love you two have for each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my love and more,&lt;br /&gt;NAP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6486128097265707503?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6486128097265707503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-days-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6486128097265707503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6486128097265707503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-days-and-counting.html' title='12 days and counting...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6704205989886470454</id><published>2010-05-31T18:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:58:48.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SG office clean up day 2</title><content type='html'>I bought cleaning supplies today.  I'm going to town tomorrow, I'll post pics when I'm done. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken a "before" picture but I forgot to :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHH is it sad that I'm kind of excited to clean? I need to finish my homework before I start though otherwise I will never do my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6704205989886470454?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6704205989886470454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/sg-office-clean-up-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6704205989886470454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6704205989886470454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/sg-office-clean-up-day-2.html' title='SG office clean up day 2'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3925836803146921567</id><published>2010-05-25T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:22:49.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SG office clean up day 1</title><content type='html'>I'm so close to being done!! I refuse to start working on PLC (President's Leadership Conference) planning until the office is clean and since I finally got my key today; I got a late start.  But it feels so good to throw all this stuff away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh I will post photos once it's all clean, promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to make a habit of posting at least one thing per day. It's going to be a challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3925836803146921567?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3925836803146921567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/sg-office-clean-up-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3925836803146921567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3925836803146921567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/sg-office-clean-up-day-1.html' title='SG office clean up day 1'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1882494107503036129</id><published>2010-05-06T01:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:26:53.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can I not focus?</title><content type='html'>I really really really need to finish my final paper for my history class.  The paper is supposed to be 8-10 pages and it's due between 9 a.m. and noon tomorrow. I have about half a page and a rough outline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all the research that I have to do.  I feel like if I didn't have to go through the books/comb through my notes, then I could have this paper written in three hours.  But I have .5 pages written and it's due in less than 11 hours. BAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the University Center worker kicked me out of my study room (UGH!) so now I'm back in the newspaper office and I know I'm going to get easily distracted.  Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please save me. Or at least magically teach me how to crank out papers in less than five hours because it's going to be a long night ladies and gentlemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1882494107503036129?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1882494107503036129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-can-i-not-focus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1882494107503036129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1882494107503036129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-can-i-not-focus.html' title='Why can I not focus?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6314219544084126433</id><published>2010-04-28T22:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:24:35.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity</title><content type='html'>Okay--so, since I don't write names on this blog, this post is going to be a bit confusing but just let me explain the situation to you. (**N.B. My paint skills are horrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three siblings and the youngest of the three is the only girl.  She's a junior in high school (I think?) and then the middle child is in the lime green who attends the same college as the oldest child in the cobalt blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pink posted the following post on the cobalt blue's wall.  And then read ALL of the comments at the end, especially the very last one. I found it absolutely hilarious. (**Click on the photo to make it larger so you can actually read it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/S9jyZCYT8II/AAAAAAAAA_I/FkjmFxBrs-k/s1600/hahahaha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/S9jyZCYT8II/AAAAAAAAA_I/FkjmFxBrs-k/s320/hahahaha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465384659763589250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6314219544084126433?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6314219544084126433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/04/hilarity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6314219544084126433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6314219544084126433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/04/hilarity.html' title='Hilarity'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/S9jyZCYT8II/AAAAAAAAA_I/FkjmFxBrs-k/s72-c/hahahaha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-492142717692192674</id><published>2010-03-24T08:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T08:07:08.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids at my school loooove to talk about how busy they are.</title><content type='html'>And yeah--it's true. I always talk about how busy I am.  So I will leave you with this post to enjoy until this weekend when my life doesn't suck anymore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/03/08-15/Brad_Pitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 341px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2008/03/08-15/Brad_Pitt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-492142717692192674?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/492142717692192674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/kids-at-my-school-loooove-to-talk-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/492142717692192674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/492142717692192674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/kids-at-my-school-loooove-to-talk-about.html' title='Kids at my school loooove to talk about how busy they are.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5522749164037382824</id><published>2010-03-10T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:36:30.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is awesome:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justintimberlake.com/news/exclusive_interview_mike_stilkeys_whimsical_book_art"&gt;http://www.justintimberlake.com/news/exclusive_interview_mike_stilkeys_whimsical_book_art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5522749164037382824?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5522749164037382824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5522749164037382824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5522749164037382824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-awesome.html' title='This is awesome:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1712301870528210639</id><published>2010-03-06T11:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:18:27.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Charleston, SC right now, photos to come soon</title><content type='html'>:) Spring break, finalllllllly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1712301870528210639?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1712301870528210639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-in-charleston-sc-right-now-photos-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1712301870528210639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1712301870528210639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-in-charleston-sc-right-now-photos-to.html' title='I&apos;m in Charleston, SC right now, photos to come soon'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1804622935660618512</id><published>2010-02-09T03:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:11:20.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry. Upset. Same thing?</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, MK has been my Chinese partner for a long time and while we were never together---it just felt good that we were friends.  Now he's with BW and to be honest with you--I don't want to be his friend anymore.  BW talks behind my back to her sorority sisters for no good reason and I know that MK talks to her about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't care what she thinks but still, it's still really annoying and hurtful.  I'm sad because I've lost MK as a friend and I'm angry that it's because of BW; and how stupidly oblivious MK can get around BW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds immature but I don't wish them the best in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts? Am I being really immature and stupid about this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1804622935660618512?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1804622935660618512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/02/angry-upset-same-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1804622935660618512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1804622935660618512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/02/angry-upset-same-thing.html' title='Angry. Upset. Same thing?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8162255254827139545</id><published>2010-01-20T18:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:54:29.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>So I've basically been MIA for about two months but I promise I will start posting soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8162255254827139545?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8162255254827139545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8162255254827139545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8162255254827139545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6528763947382127910</id><published>2009-11-26T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:11:40.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>And to celebrate this holiday I am going to look through the newspaper ads and make my game plan for tomorrow.  Black Friday is the one day that I look forward to all year.  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'll just leave a scene from my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt; episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://estb.msn.com/i/6F/53DC49F3BD3D9FDF5DE3C228CF1E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 236px;" src="http://estb.msn.com/i/6F/53DC49F3BD3D9FDF5DE3C228CF1E2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6528763947382127910?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6528763947382127910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6528763947382127910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6528763947382127910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1179368467828882006</id><published>2009-11-26T13:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:01:18.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The night that CR got ridiculously drunk and made me finally realize how hilarious he actually is:</title><content type='html'>We stopped at Cold Stone to get ice cream on the way back from dinner.  Except only OCB and REE got ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QSJHPeMI/AAAAAAAAA-o/_FYV13GcPo8/s1600/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QSJHPeMI/AAAAAAAAA-o/_FYV13GcPo8/s320/IMG_2115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408489212621060290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QR2IdCqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/xecgZKjy_eA/s1600/IMG_2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QR2IdCqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/xecgZKjy_eA/s320/IMG_2114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408489207525870242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QRR3r7WI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ujGAZHg3wDM/s1600/IMG_2113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QRR3r7WI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ujGAZHg3wDM/s320/IMG_2113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408489197791866210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And while I didn't take too many pictures of the actual night when CR was getting ridiculously inebriated, you just have to trust me, it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QS7oZUyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/MErNz5ETu1s/s1600/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QS7oZUyI/AAAAAAAAA-4/MErNz5ETu1s/s320/IMG_2117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408489226181890850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QSCN42oI/AAAAAAAAA-w/464TKUWQ2to/s1600/IMG_2116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QSCN42oI/AAAAAAAAA-w/464TKUWQ2to/s320/IMG_2116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408489210769889922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1179368467828882006?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1179368467828882006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-that-cr-got-ridiculously-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1179368467828882006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1179368467828882006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-that-cr-got-ridiculously-drunk.html' title='The night that CR got ridiculously drunk and made me finally realize how hilarious he actually is:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7QSJHPeMI/AAAAAAAAA-o/_FYV13GcPo8/s72-c/IMG_2115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4423126339214123099</id><published>2009-11-26T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:56:11.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping trip to the mall to find a dress for KSG's date function...</title><content type='html'>If you had seen OCB's face when I pointed out this store, you would have died.  It was the most adorable thing I have ever seen in my entire life.  She was so excited, it was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7OC19GYDI/AAAAAAAAA94/vfoPnqyUrFQ/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7OC19GYDI/AAAAAAAAA94/vfoPnqyUrFQ/s320/IMG_2107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408486750756954162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then we saw this stupid girl walking in front of us.  I tried to take a picture of her shirt because it was so ridiculous.  It said something along the lines of "Fear Rejection Because Class of 2010 is Perfection." Or something else stupidly random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7OpyKs8BI/AAAAAAAAA-I/SG3S5kDvIm4/s1600/IMG_2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7OpyKs8BI/AAAAAAAAA-I/SG3S5kDvIm4/s320/IMG_2112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408487419755163666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4423126339214123099?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4423126339214123099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-trip-to-mall-to-find-dress-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4423126339214123099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4423126339214123099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-trip-to-mall-to-find-dress-for.html' title='Shopping trip to the mall to find a dress for KSG&apos;s date function...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7OC19GYDI/AAAAAAAAA94/vfoPnqyUrFQ/s72-c/IMG_2107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3590340641781913500</id><published>2009-11-26T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:48:58.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before tests...</title><content type='html'>...sucks.  I had a statistics test the next day and LEE had an Italian test the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have over 15 pictures of my french press on this blog but it really does save my life and I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7NgdVQ1XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vzkl9jJsYC4/s1600/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7NgdVQ1XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vzkl9jJsYC4/s320/IMG_2105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408486160031864178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And LEE's pose in this photo is just interesting, and apparently it was really comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7NghHn4PI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Vv5nD-OAGDM/s1600/IMG_2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7NghHn4PI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Vv5nD-OAGDM/s320/IMG_2106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408486161048396018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3590340641781913500?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3590340641781913500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-before-tests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3590340641781913500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3590340641781913500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-before-tests.html' title='The night before tests...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7NgdVQ1XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vzkl9jJsYC4/s72-c/IMG_2105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2950551219663240115</id><published>2009-11-26T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:46:23.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MER showing me her recruitment dances for ADPi</title><content type='html'>hahahah she's precious, and the pictures I took of her dancing came out blurry but I feel like her facial expression in this picture sums up her feelings on the dances/songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7M8ryHl9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/GFpHjGa5NVw/s1600/IMG_2104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7M8ryHl9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/GFpHjGa5NVw/s320/IMG_2104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408485545435699154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2950551219663240115?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2950551219663240115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/mer-showing-me-her-recruitment-dances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2950551219663240115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2950551219663240115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/mer-showing-me-her-recruitment-dances.html' title='MER showing me her recruitment dances for ADPi'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7M8ryHl9I/AAAAAAAAA9g/GFpHjGa5NVw/s72-c/IMG_2104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1958749712220459889</id><published>2009-11-26T13:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:44:59.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KSG is the slowest eater on the planet.</title><content type='html'>And I didn't want to wait for her any longer so I told her that if she didn't finish her half sandwich in ten minutes, OCB and I were going to leave.  She did finish her challenge in five minutes and now I expect her to eat her whole sandwich in 10 minutes every time we eat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Mf7OienI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/N_A5nYsXZQQ/s1600/IMG_2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Mf7OienI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/N_A5nYsXZQQ/s320/IMG_2103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408485051365227122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1958749712220459889?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1958749712220459889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ksg-is-slowest-eater-on-planet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1958749712220459889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1958749712220459889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ksg-is-slowest-eater-on-planet.html' title='KSG is the slowest eater on the planet.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Mf7OienI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/N_A5nYsXZQQ/s72-c/IMG_2103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1246079159117846172</id><published>2009-11-26T13:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:42:39.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because it's beautiful:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7MGfs8KKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LD8jGEoFHYE/s1600/IMG_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7MGfs8KKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LD8jGEoFHYE/s320/IMG_2102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408484614479816866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1246079159117846172?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1246079159117846172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-because-its-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1246079159117846172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1246079159117846172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-because-its-beautiful.html' title='Just because it&apos;s beautiful:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7MGfs8KKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LD8jGEoFHYE/s72-c/IMG_2102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3250456093193756562</id><published>2009-11-26T13:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:41:41.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh have you met my best friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Lhg7VX7I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ALhSYQwvBx4/s1600/IMG_2099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Lhg7VX7I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ALhSYQwvBx4/s320/IMG_2099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408483979153465266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7LhFASstI/AAAAAAAAA84/DSceNBkhA0s/s1600/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3250456093193756562?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3250456093193756562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-have-you-met-my-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3250456093193756562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3250456093193756562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-have-you-met-my-best-friend.html' title='Oh have you met my best friend?'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Lhg7VX7I/AAAAAAAAA9A/ALhSYQwvBx4/s72-c/IMG_2099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1505025336520943903</id><published>2009-11-26T13:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:29:09.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Day.</title><content type='html'>REE and LEE both hadn't done their laundry in over 3 weeks. And needless to say, they had a tough time carrying their laundry down to the laundry room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too heavy to move?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HmHa4BuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UyYB2DcQhm4/s1600/IMG_2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HmHa4BuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UyYB2DcQhm4/s320/IMG_2088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479660159272674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7H6udiGsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/tTPTjwfUrRg/s1600/IMG_2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7H6udiGsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/tTPTjwfUrRg/s320/IMG_2087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408480014236785346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to stuff everything in the laundry hampers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Hm0n3QkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/E6n_tntA1Og/s1600/IMG_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Hm0n3QkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/E6n_tntA1Og/s320/IMG_2090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479672293343810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LEE succeeded.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HmgOZRBI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/zv1gSe3pwzc/s1600/IMG_2089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HmgOZRBI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/zv1gSe3pwzc/s320/IMG_2089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479666817811474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LEE had so much laundry that she had to get KSG to carry one bag while LEE carried the hamper full of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Hngo5x6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/p041SysUDUg/s1600/IMG_2092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Hngo5x6I/AAAAAAAAA8o/p041SysUDUg/s320/IMG_2092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479684108863394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HnJqkR9I/AAAAAAAAA8g/o6q9zWZr0fc/s1600/IMG_2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HnJqkR9I/AAAAAAAAA8g/o6q9zWZr0fc/s320/IMG_2091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479677941827538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;REE's still having some trouble so she started to put on some of her dirty clothes so she wouldn't have to carry as much down to the laundry room.  I seriously have not laughed this hard in so so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HVLgJkoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/xSW7AAOOunU/s1600/IMG_2093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HVLgJkoI/AAAAAAAAA8A/xSW7AAOOunU/s320/IMG_2093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479369197359746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HU-hIU6I/AAAAAAAAA74/ANmCRyS6opE/s1600/IMG_2094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HU-hIU6I/AAAAAAAAA74/ANmCRyS6opE/s320/IMG_2094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479365711811490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HUW-ndJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/O_140QhFc3M/s1600/IMG_2095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HUW-ndJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/O_140QhFc3M/s320/IMG_2095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479355098068114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HUPCFn0I/AAAAAAAAA7o/EBpSkAqAP4U/s1600/IMG_2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HUPCFn0I/AAAAAAAAA7o/EBpSkAqAP4U/s320/IMG_2096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479352965144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHHAHAH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HT0CX-jI/AAAAAAAAA7g/6bqr6n6_nHg/s1600/IMG_2097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HT0CX-jI/AAAAAAAAA7g/6bqr6n6_nHg/s320/IMG_2097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408479345718590002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1505025336520943903?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1505025336520943903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/laundry-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1505025336520943903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1505025336520943903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7HmHa4BuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UyYB2DcQhm4/s72-c/IMG_2088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3659670224854704316</id><published>2009-11-26T13:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:12:27.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie night with AJ!</title><content type='html'>I love her so much and I miss spending time with her so we made a special movie night. :) We didn't really watch much of the movies since we had a lot of catching up to do but nonetheless, the movies that we chose were awesome: We watched&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love Actually&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt;, two very fine movies.  And of course I had to take some photos of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 17 Again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Ed6jdYkI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/BoTA6hYYA60/s1600/IMG_2086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Ed6jdYkI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/BoTA6hYYA60/s320/IMG_2086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408476220731777602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EdbKD_vI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gvQBheZBQKU/s1600/IMG_2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EdbKD_vI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gvQBheZBQKU/s320/IMG_2085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408476212303757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EdEUGKQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/R2ygQeFunIk/s1600/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EdEUGKQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/R2ygQeFunIk/s320/IMG_2084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408476206171826434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EczkSIAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Kk-SMdA9Qes/s1600/IMG_2083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EczkSIAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Kk-SMdA9Qes/s320/IMG_2083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408476201676316674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EcQae_hI/AAAAAAAAA64/OjUuUGNvXU0/s1600/IMG_2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7EcQae_hI/AAAAAAAAA64/OjUuUGNvXU0/s320/IMG_2082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408476192239975954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3659670224854704316?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3659670224854704316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-night-with-aj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3659670224854704316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3659670224854704316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-night-with-aj.html' title='Movie night with AJ!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Ed6jdYkI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/BoTA6hYYA60/s72-c/IMG_2086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8542046296871967998</id><published>2009-11-26T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:04:50.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our night in:</title><content type='html'>This was the night of Senior Fifth.  I actually learned how to play pong and dice!  It was very entertaining and I don't know what I'm going to do when our senior Cabinet members leave :( I would post some photos from HFS's house but I don't think it would be appropriate sooo, we'll just leave those out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all congregated in mine and REE's room and it was actually kind of fun ahhaah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCB double-fisting her ice-cream and drink (NB: KSG's face. BAAHHAHAH):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bc_4R8hI/AAAAAAAAA5o/AE6E6P6VOjo/s1600/IMG_2071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bc_4R8hI/AAAAAAAAA5o/AE6E6P6VOjo/s320/IMG_2071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472906446533138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our new favorite song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BdVKuBfI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U_f1Kk3cP5c/s1600/IMG_2072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BdVKuBfI/AAAAAAAAA5w/U_f1Kk3cP5c/s320/IMG_2072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472912161015282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then REE and JCK showed us the Build-A-Bear they built at the mall.  I can't remember his name but here are some photos of him being a badass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BdvP47_I/AAAAAAAAA54/U-9T3kU6Anw/s1600/IMG_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BdvP47_I/AAAAAAAAA54/U-9T3kU6Anw/s320/IMG_2073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472919162023922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bv0v9iMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/FsAa5NxZGmc/s1600/IMG_2078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bv0v9iMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/FsAa5NxZGmc/s320/IMG_2078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408473229876365506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BvZVMnaI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/mB4LNoLEqDI/s1600/IMG_2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BvZVMnaI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/mB4LNoLEqDI/s320/IMG_2077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408473222516350370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BvI5-ycI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/vex5D6KJpEU/s1600/IMG_2076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BvI5-ycI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/vex5D6KJpEU/s320/IMG_2076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408473218107230658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Beh2FvqI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ACLMpqqmVek/s1600/IMG_2075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Beh2FvqI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ACLMpqqmVek/s320/IMG_2075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472932744019618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bef7SMhI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xwpnXxNaQPc/s1600/IMG_2074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bef7SMhI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xwpnXxNaQPc/s320/IMG_2074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472932228936210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we all signed up for Build-A-Bearville accounts.  It was too hard to play so I gave up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BwRkvB7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/GO-vGuBPXNQ/s1600/IMG_2080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BwRkvB7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/GO-vGuBPXNQ/s320/IMG_2080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408473237613905842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BwELOsfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mYvwsbYM5MM/s1600/IMG_2079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7BwELOsfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mYvwsbYM5MM/s320/IMG_2079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408473234017268210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8542046296871967998?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8542046296871967998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-night-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8542046296871967998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8542046296871967998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-night-in.html' title='Our night in:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Bc_4R8hI/AAAAAAAAA5o/AE6E6P6VOjo/s72-c/IMG_2071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8248155182931091441</id><published>2009-11-26T12:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:54:26.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preperation for our usual walks to the Pit for dinner..</title><content type='html'>...and of course we were waiting on REE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCB standing next to her daddy's pumpkin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7ApL9_dzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9YmNB2SBz1Q/s1600/IMG_2058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7ApL9_dzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9YmNB2SBz1Q/s320/IMG_2058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472016338515762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The photo of our long hallway (we live in a 9-person suite.  Most suites are only 4-6 people.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7ApdwXkxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/2i_0G5XYCUc/s1600/IMG_2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7ApdwXkxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/2i_0G5XYCUc/s320/IMG_2059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472021113213714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And REE who was finally ready to leave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Apl39RzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tv00826FvFI/s1600/IMG_2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7Apl39RzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tv00826FvFI/s320/IMG_2060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408472023292528434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8248155182931091441?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8248155182931091441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/preperation-for-our-usual-walks-to-pit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8248155182931091441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8248155182931091441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/preperation-for-our-usual-walks-to-pit.html' title='Preperation for our usual walks to the Pit for dinner..'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw7ApL9_dzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/9YmNB2SBz1Q/s72-c/IMG_2058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5016793769452670803</id><published>2009-11-26T12:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:51:13.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KSG and REE being weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_6qb8yBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/cpozUFJfF-8/s1600/IMG_2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_6qb8yBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/cpozUFJfF-8/s320/IMG_2056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408471217063381010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_6TRmWqI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1D_EHnzbH8c/s1600/IMG_2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_6TRmWqI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1D_EHnzbH8c/s320/IMG_2055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408471210845952674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_54fv_-I/AAAAAAAAA44/oOtRs3JmhKs/s1600/IMG_2054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_54fv_-I/AAAAAAAAA44/oOtRs3JmhKs/s320/IMG_2054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408471203657547746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_5rTl3dI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ckEKSEP3HF0/s1600/IMG_2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_5rTl3dI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ckEKSEP3HF0/s320/IMG_2053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408471200116891090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_5Q0kjwI/AAAAAAAAA4o/N7i5_hTmivQ/s1600/IMG_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_5Q0kjwI/AAAAAAAAA4o/N7i5_hTmivQ/s320/IMG_2052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408471193007460098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5016793769452670803?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5016793769452670803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/kg-and-ree-being-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5016793769452670803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5016793769452670803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/kg-and-ree-being-weird.html' title='KSG and REE being weird.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_6qb8yBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/cpozUFJfF-8/s72-c/IMG_2056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5602435519953143322</id><published>2009-11-26T12:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:48:07.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LEE's awesome baking skills.</title><content type='html'>For OCB's birthday, LEE wanted to bake her a 6-layer rainbow cake.  And it was delicious, and really pretty looking.  It was hard to cut but her hard work definitely paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decorative icing LEE put on the cake had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glitter&lt;/span&gt; in it. It was very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_ABzAMVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/mvagsmh6veQ/s1600/IMG_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_ABzAMVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/mvagsmh6veQ/s320/IMG_2049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408470209721807186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6-_8cXtZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8EmeOZ9-z1o/s1600/IMG_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6-_8cXtZI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8EmeOZ9-z1o/s320/IMG_2048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408470208284702098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5602435519953143322?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5602435519953143322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/lees-awesome-baking-skills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5602435519953143322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5602435519953143322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/lees-awesome-baking-skills.html' title='LEE&apos;s awesome baking skills.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6_ABzAMVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/mvagsmh6veQ/s72-c/IMG_2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3704707709033111389</id><published>2009-11-26T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:44:33.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; had strawberry fro-yo in Benson.  I always get the same thing when it comes to fro-yo: Chocolate with chocolate chips.  It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;!  Even though I love the chocolate on chocolate combination, I was craving strawberry fro-yo for a really long time and they finally had it!  It was a great day, a great day indeed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6-dzNesuI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9BUjjOrkg6Q/s1600/IMG_2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6-dzNesuI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9BUjjOrkg6Q/s320/IMG_2047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408469621690774242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3704707709033111389?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3704707709033111389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3704707709033111389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3704707709033111389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html' title='FINALLY.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw6-dzNesuI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9BUjjOrkg6Q/s72-c/IMG_2047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1162983333751815770</id><published>2009-11-26T12:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:42:10.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>REE was trying to stretch out her pants...</title><content type='html'>..uhh yeah but this is why I love her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw69y4vpWpI/AAAAAAAAA34/LHvdft681vg/s1600/IMG_2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw69y4vpWpI/AAAAAAAAA34/LHvdft681vg/s320/IMG_2045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408468884441881234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1162983333751815770?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1162983333751815770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ree-was-trying-to-stretch-out-her-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1162983333751815770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1162983333751815770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ree-was-trying-to-stretch-out-her-pants.html' title='REE was trying to stretch out her pants...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw69y4vpWpI/AAAAAAAAA34/LHvdft681vg/s72-c/IMG_2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4820139124344187783</id><published>2009-11-26T12:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:39:00.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the sad goodbye.</title><content type='html'>About 2.5 weeks ago (November 8, 2009 to be exact), I was in a car accident leaving school.  I don't park on campus, I actually park right outside of campus because it's free.  There are only 3 entrances/exits onto my campus and two of them are gatehouses that are always open but have a guard standing watch from 10 P.M. to 6 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was leaving through the non-guarded exit because the gate hadn't closed it.  It was around 9:15 and the traffic lights were already turned off.  I looked to see if anyone was coming and I didn't see anyone so I proceeded to go through the intersection and that's when this guy t-boned me on my drivers side.  He hit the front of my car, which made my car spin and collide with the back of his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the police officer said that it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my fault&lt;/span&gt;.  I had the flashing red, so even though he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speeding&lt;/span&gt;, I was at fault.  I did not get a ticket but I was told that I have to appear in court in January to present a letter to the judge saying that my insurance company will take care of his car.  We have the same insurance company so it really shouldn't be that hard to do but I'm not well versed on the whole insurance bit, so I'm not really sure how this is going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take very many pictures because it was dark outside and the only good one that came out from that night is this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw65eZPpl8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Lkdx99VV1_M/s1600/IMG_2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw65eZPpl8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Lkdx99VV1_M/s320/IMG_2041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408464134342285250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the intersection where it happened (please note: the skid marks are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt; which meant that I was trying to brake, and his car didn't leave any skid marks which means that he probably would have just kept on going if his car didn't collide with my car again):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw65euPbj0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/y3N6ycVMT4A/s1600/IMG_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw65euPbj0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/y3N6ycVMT4A/s320/IMG_2042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408464139978510146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty lucky that I drive an SUV because if I didn't, then I could have been seriously hurt.  I was a really shitty night and my dad was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; being very helpful over the phone because he kept yelling at me.  But I did discover that I have great friends at school and I love all of them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents drove down the next day to assess the damage and to check on me.  I was dreading seeing my dad the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; day because I knew he was going to yell at me.  But surprisingly, both of my parents weren't really that mad. They were actually calmer than I expected them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in classes all day, they went to the towing shop (which the people there made my parents pay them $300 up front before my parents could even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; the car) and then they took my car to the JEEP dealership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then came back to my school with a rental car for me because the insurance company was going to pay for it.  I definitely did not want to drive because I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terrified&lt;/span&gt; of driving.  I still am to this day but I'm not as scared.  I don't hear the noises of that night when the cars crashed when I close my eyes anymore which is something I am very thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my mom did take some pictures of my car in the daylight and she sent them to me (there were about 15 but they are on my Outlook email and I don't want to open Outlook while I'm at home because then my Webmail won't work and I need access to my school while I'm at home because I'm waiting on something from HFS. Sorry for the too much information, but I didn't know how to say it without being confusing.  So I'm only putting up the two that I found on my AOL email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw67lv1df2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/qQZJ5_j66vU/s1600/JEEP+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw67lv1df2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/qQZJ5_j66vU/s320/JEEP+2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408466459688796002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw67lXATUiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bIo4l8N3LgM/s1600/JEEP+1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw67lXATUiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bIo4l8N3LgM/s320/JEEP+1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408466453023380002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about a week and a half later, I received a call from the insurance company and they told me that my car was totaled.  I think it was one of the saddest days of my life.  It sound stupid, I know but I've had this car since I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;!  I learned to drive on this car.  It had a good run.  For 4 years, I drove this precious car around to so many places.  I have so many memories with this car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've wrecked this car and my insurance is going to go up substantially, the car that I was promised if I got into Law School is pretty much out the window now. :(  I don't deserve a new car and I'll definitely just take whatever my parents give me.  I'm not about to complain.  It does suck not having a car but I kind of want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;earn&lt;/span&gt; my next car.  Sure, I won't have a job for another 10 years, but still, maybe I'll just move to a big city where I don't need my car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had to go get the plates off my car from the dealership and BO'C was kind enough to take me there even though I had my rental car.  I didn't want to drive there and he's such a good friend that he offered to take me. And it was a good thing he came because I probably wouldn't have been able to get the plates off my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that sad when I was taking the plates off my car but it's sad now that I don't have a car. And I definitely miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4820139124344187783?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4820139124344187783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-sad-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4820139124344187783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4820139124344187783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-sad-goodbye.html' title='And the sad goodbye.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw65eZPpl8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Lkdx99VV1_M/s72-c/IMG_2041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1249751697000702945</id><published>2009-11-26T12:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:17:33.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LEE sucks.</title><content type='html'>LEE was visiting her brother at his school because their mom had flown in from Texas.  And while LEE was there, I asked her to send me a picture of her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt; brother. And instead, she sends me a picture of her brother's dog, Maverick.  Maverick is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt;, I much prefer him to their other dog Sam who is a little bitch and almost bit off Maverick's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw64DYvkcDI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JnRZ9siosHU/s1600/IMG_2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw64DYvkcDI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JnRZ9siosHU/s320/IMG_2040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408462570839633970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1249751697000702945?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1249751697000702945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/lee-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1249751697000702945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1249751697000702945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/lee-sucks.html' title='LEE sucks.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw64DYvkcDI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JnRZ9siosHU/s72-c/IMG_2040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6702205231663492045</id><published>2009-11-26T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:15:11.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love BF</title><content type='html'>I was baby-sitting BF, and I basically built this magnificent structure.  I was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sooo&lt;/span&gt; proud of myself. He wasn't really that proud of me, he just wanted to see how many marbles he could simultaneously drop into the contraption.  But whatever, I had to take a photo of it and post it up here for all to see.  Because I feel like some of you will be appreciative of my skill that took me 3 years of engineering classes in high school to perfect.  *Sigh* I miss engineering.  And it may have to do with my salt and pepper sexy hair teacher. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw63jZ1__gI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uPSctYAo2Qk/s1600/IMG_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw63jZ1__gI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uPSctYAo2Qk/s320/IMG_2038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408462021379227138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6702205231663492045?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6702205231663492045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-bf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6702205231663492045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6702205231663492045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-bf.html' title='I love BF'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw63jZ1__gI/AAAAAAAAA3A/uPSctYAo2Qk/s72-c/IMG_2038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-7682791665089949498</id><published>2009-11-26T12:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:10:43.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I had M&amp;amp;M's that day, I think it's because either REE or JCK's mom had given us all candy.  I always eat my M&amp;amp;M's a certain way.  They have to be two at a time and of the same color and it's my goal in life to get a "perfect" pack without any extra lonely M&amp;amp;M's.  It's only happened once so far and it was in a fun-sized bag so it doesn't really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason for this post is because these M&amp;amp;M's are the prettiest colors!  I swear to you that I've never seen them in these colors before and it just made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw62WlROXYI/AAAAAAAAA24/W_KxfF8Ba_0/s1600/IMG_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw62WlROXYI/AAAAAAAAA24/W_KxfF8Ba_0/s320/IMG_2033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408460701596278146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-7682791665089949498?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7682791665089949498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/delicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7682791665089949498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/7682791665089949498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/delicious.html' title='Delicious.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw62WlROXYI/AAAAAAAAA24/W_KxfF8Ba_0/s72-c/IMG_2033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8018334228760660205</id><published>2009-11-25T21:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:11:51.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend.</title><content type='html'>After my week of hell, I decided to go home and basically be lazy.  I guess I could have stayed at school but I just didn't want to think about school anymore, so I went home.  Plus, it was parents' weekend and my parents were unable to come down for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drive home is beautiful.  Although it is dangerous of me to take these photos while driving...well..that won't be happening anymore, let's just say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZNWf0UI/AAAAAAAAA1g/MWWnLr1nkEw/s1600/IMG_2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZNWf0UI/AAAAAAAAA1g/MWWnLr1nkEw/s320/IMG_2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408241943901622594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZdMwZcI/AAAAAAAAA1o/lWMkPD8A0AM/s1600/IMG_2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZdMwZcI/AAAAAAAAA1o/lWMkPD8A0AM/s320/IMG_2013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408241948155733442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZ_ttptI/AAAAAAAAA1w/I-HY1MCcLqM/s1600/IMG_2015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZ_ttptI/AAAAAAAAA1w/I-HY1MCcLqM/s320/IMG_2015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408241957420771026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to the mall just to check out the sales and whatnot, and then I saw this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; little child.  I love that malls have a safe trick-or-treating program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vaMP22VI/AAAAAAAAA14/KPnxzLi6zAg/s1600/IMG_2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vaMP22VI/AAAAAAAAA14/KPnxzLi6zAg/s320/IMG_2016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408241960785205586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and I may have also bought this dress...&lt;br /&gt;I was going to wear it to the Nutcracker this year but I decided that I'm going to save it for my birthday. (Sorry that it's not zoomed in, my phone doesn't zoom in and I don't want to edit it because I'm lazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3wQX4dgII/AAAAAAAAA2I/u3Tzx4_JJdU/s1600/dress.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3wQX4dgII/AAAAAAAAA2I/u3Tzx4_JJdU/s320/dress.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408242891621236866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when I came home from the mall, my mom made me stand at the bottom of our house to give out candy because she didn't want the kids to climb all the stairs.  I stood outside for about 2.5 hours.  It kind of sucked because there really weren't any trick-or-treaters.  And I ate some of the candy just standing there.  That was probably a bad idea but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vaaKHMoI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Vk3CCFsJLn4/s1600/IMG_2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vaaKHMoI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Vk3CCFsJLn4/s320/IMG_2017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408241964519207554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, and I forgot that I took this picture of my house.  It's finally all finished and the construction workers are finally gone.  Sorry it's kind of dark, I'll put a clearer photo up later. (Also, please note my beautiful car sitting on the driveway.  And how I will never ever see it again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3xgdjyPZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zj2JPxrd7js/s1600/IMG_2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3xgdjyPZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zj2JPxrd7js/s320/IMG_2020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408244267534663058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some reason, I had this photo on my phone, I know I didn't take it but it was in order of the weekend pictures so I'm guessing it was my brother's doing.  But anyway, here's my mom! In her kitchen that she worked really hard to convince my dad to get. Okay well nevermind, you can't really see the kitchen and I have no idea what is balled up on the countertop.  It looks like a sheet? But I'll leave the photo up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60exDZFiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/GwbWW1RStT8/s1600/IMG_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60exDZFiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/GwbWW1RStT8/s320/IMG_2025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408458643175183906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the next day, my cousins from Pennsylvania came to visit.  I mean they are too cute for words but the older one is a brat.  Some say I looked like them when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60fS9APCI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zk2v50DoGlA/s1600/IMG_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60fS9APCI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zk2v50DoGlA/s320/IMG_2027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408458652275194914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess this photo is too "mean" to put up but it's hilarious, I just had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60fr4Ao_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/YwpWQqSEck4/s1600/IMG_2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw60fr4Ao_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/YwpWQqSEck4/s320/IMG_2031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408458658965136370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8018334228760660205?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8018334228760660205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8018334228760660205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8018334228760660205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween Weekend.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3vZNWf0UI/AAAAAAAAA1g/MWWnLr1nkEw/s72-c/IMG_2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-9181815291864101196</id><published>2009-11-25T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:43:31.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal week of hell.</title><content type='html'>I had three tests all back-to-back and I wanted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;.  I did very well on my Chinese speaking test but I'm pretty sure that's just because I had a great partner.  And as far as accounting and statistics go, well those didn't go as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my entire week in the Carswell old law library.  I swear it's my goal to get one of those study rooms before I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3q4iAjcwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pgu_K4zqr6w/s1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3q4iAjcwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pgu_K4zqr6w/s320/IMG_2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236984464536322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my desk.  Please note the take-out boxes that have stacked up.  Yes, I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt; that week, and I cannot believe that I let myself do that.  My french press was also used a lot that week.  Thank god for Gevalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3q49mup_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/YndUIeBOLUE/s1600/IMG_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3q49mup_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/YndUIeBOLUE/s320/IMG_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408236991872411634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-9181815291864101196?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/9181815291864101196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-personal-week-of-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9181815291864101196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/9181815291864101196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-personal-week-of-hell.html' title='My personal week of hell.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3q4iAjcwI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pgu_K4zqr6w/s72-c/IMG_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-8345866304787585684</id><published>2009-11-25T21:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:59:00.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Cancer Fashion Show</title><content type='html'>YAY! OCB did such a good job with all of the outfits! Except I couldn't really take a picture of each outfit because I was sitting behind a really tall person, and it kind of sucked.  But I did get a good view of all the shoes (which is basically what really matters anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l9LQLehI/AAAAAAAAA0g/A_B4roULubQ/s1600/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l9LQLehI/AAAAAAAAA0g/A_B4roULubQ/s320/IMG_2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408231566697265682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chi-Ro.  I can bet $5 that he made every girl in the room swoon with his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l-ByJowI/AAAAAAAAA04/-XokP9OVt1E/s1600/IMG_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l-ByJowI/AAAAAAAAA04/-XokP9OVt1E/s320/IMG_2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408231581335266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Innuendo?  I feel bad that I don't know their official name.  They were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3mFLV_x1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/2FUsLjpLBz0/s1600/IMG_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3mFLV_x1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/2FUsLjpLBz0/s320/IMG_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408231704160618322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Booo, Uggs. I don't even know who this girl was, but that doesn't matter, I just took a photo of her outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l9tCbgEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/fpTox9RfgCc/s1600/IMG_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l9tCbgEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/fpTox9RfgCc/s320/IMG_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408231575766401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why did I take a photo of my bag?  I don't know, but whatever, I felt like it was a better photograph than the photo of the girl wearing UGGS.  Everyone should know my hate for those ugly boots.  BUT MER, my suitemate at school, does have a pair of Ugg boots that look like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; boots.  So I guess, the company does have some good qualities to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l95hv7mI/AAAAAAAAA0w/cvc4uKDxTNw/s1600/IMG_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l95hv7mI/AAAAAAAAA0w/cvc4uKDxTNw/s320/IMG_2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408231579118988898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-8345866304787585684?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8345866304787585684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/breast-cancer-fashion-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8345866304787585684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/8345866304787585684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/breast-cancer-fashion-show.html' title='Breast Cancer Fashion Show'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/Sw3l9LQLehI/AAAAAAAAA0g/A_B4roULubQ/s72-c/IMG_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6868132660290593301</id><published>2009-11-25T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:14:29.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm about to post like a maniac...</title><content type='html'>...it's been FOREVER since I've last posted and I have a lot to catch up on.  So please be patient :) And I will try to include lots of photos because I've heard from several people that the photos are the most interesting part of a blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6868132660290593301?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6868132660290593301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-im-about-to-post-like-maniac.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6868132660290593301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6868132660290593301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-im-about-to-post-like-maniac.html' title='So I&apos;m about to post like a maniac...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6540721324474992235</id><published>2009-11-10T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:19:44.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend sucked.</title><content type='html'>I'll blog more about it later but I'll just say this:  I no longer have a car.  And my parents drove down to school on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...I promise I will explain more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6540721324474992235?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6540721324474992235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-sucked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6540721324474992235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6540721324474992235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-weekend-sucked.html' title='My weekend sucked.'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-705771231540490895</id><published>2009-11-05T20:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:52:15.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons for why I cannot wait for the weekend:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to have a mani/pedi and I haven't had one in a REALLY long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quiet on campus because all the frats are leaving for Mountain Weekend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yoga without having to rush back to school for class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No meetings until Sunday evening.  WOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-705771231540490895?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/705771231540490895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/reasons-for-why-i-cannot-wait-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/705771231540490895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/705771231540490895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/11/reasons-for-why-i-cannot-wait-for.html' title='Reasons for why I cannot wait for the weekend:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-4515975587567368963</id><published>2009-10-27T22:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:15:04.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's schedule:</title><content type='html'>Tuesday: turn in chapter 2, of my Chinese workbook.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 15 minute Chinese speaking test.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Accounting exam.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Statistics exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. HATE. SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of this, I will not be posting until this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo bu xihuan xuexiao.  We xihuan kan dianying, kan shu he kan blogs.  Wo de laoshi bu xihuan wo.  Wo xiang zoumo lai xianzai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet all of that grammar is wrong but whatever, my brain is already fried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-4515975587567368963?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4515975587567368963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-weeks-schedule.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4515975587567368963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/4515975587567368963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-weeks-schedule.html' title='This week&apos;s schedule:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-2331032197079848482</id><published>2009-10-26T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:42:20.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disclaimer:</title><content type='html'>I just realized that a lot of these posts are out of order because these pictures sat in my phone for about 2 months and I have no idea which order they were in after I transferred them to my computer. But you all are smart, I know you'll figure it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-2331032197079848482?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2331032197079848482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/disclaimer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2331032197079848482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/2331032197079848482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/disclaimer.html' title='Disclaimer:'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-1667519799544962392</id><published>2009-10-26T20:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:13:09.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The view outside my dorm room window...</title><content type='html'>...there may or may not be a soccer practice going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY7BES6gfI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UJTZsyy3WB4/s1600-h/IMG_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY7BES6gfI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UJTZsyy3WB4/s320/IMG_1240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397066092969099762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY7A_-O59I/AAAAAAAAA0M/QgjGJATUXAw/s1600-h/IMG_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY7A_-O59I/AAAAAAAAA0M/QgjGJATUXAw/s320/IMG_1239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397066091808614354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-1667519799544962392?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1667519799544962392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/view-outside-my-dorm-room-window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1667519799544962392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/1667519799544962392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/view-outside-my-dorm-room-window.html' title='The view outside my dorm room window...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY7BES6gfI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UJTZsyy3WB4/s72-c/IMG_1240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-3477786685566503</id><published>2009-10-26T20:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:11:22.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way home from Yoga...</title><content type='html'>..this is what I see.  I really do love the downtown of where my college is.  It's a shame that a lot of students refuse to venture down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caffe Prada.  Hands down the best gelato I have ever had.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY6iSEz0gI/AAAAAAAAA0E/VbpFWMjTbSo/s1600-h/IMG_1242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY6iSEz0gI/AAAAAAAAA0E/VbpFWMjTbSo/s320/IMG_1242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397065564092092930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY6ieV-ncI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4iN7d54O4IY/s1600-h/IMG_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY6ieV-ncI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4iN7d54O4IY/s320/IMG_1241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397065567385329090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-3477786685566503?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3477786685566503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-way-home-from-yoga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3477786685566503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/3477786685566503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-way-home-from-yoga.html' title='On my way home from Yoga...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY6iSEz0gI/AAAAAAAAA0E/VbpFWMjTbSo/s72-c/IMG_1242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-5382670542838342272</id><published>2009-10-26T20:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:08:29.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>President's Ball!</title><content type='html'>I didn't take that many photos but everyone else has theirs up on their facebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5ibh0AgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/BtTMS_tmnzw/s1600-h/IMG_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5ibh0AgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/BtTMS_tmnzw/s320/IMG_1247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064467118031362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5iA1ZQvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/td2ulgi1dwg/s1600-h/IMG_1246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5iA1ZQvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/td2ulgi1dwg/s320/IMG_1246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064459952407282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5h3udqgI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7X5x0XkfiRs/s1600-h/IMG_1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5h3udqgI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7X5x0XkfiRs/s320/IMG_1245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064457507416578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5hpsdvmI/AAAAAAAAAzM/zMADPynfSL0/s1600-h/IMG_1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5hpsdvmI/AAAAAAAAAzM/zMADPynfSL0/s320/IMG_1244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064453740936802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5hfjjUOI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sO7II_tJqKk/s1600-h/IMG_1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5hfjjUOI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sO7II_tJqKk/s320/IMG_1243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064451019198690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY50uaGjgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_VkWlP4rCzo/s1600-h/IMG_1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY50uaGjgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_VkWlP4rCzo/s320/IMG_1248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064781423611394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY50wnLr0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Vgo_WI2xusk/s1600-h/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY50wnLr0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/Vgo_WI2xusk/s320/IMG_1258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397064782015344450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-5382670542838342272?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5382670542838342272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/presidents-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5382670542838342272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/5382670542838342272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/presidents-ball.html' title='President&apos;s Ball!'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5ibh0AgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/BtTMS_tmnzw/s72-c/IMG_1247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362139942278383313.post-6552286982597283855</id><published>2009-10-26T20:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:04:45.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love professors sometimes...</title><content type='html'>...and she wasn't even mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking through the Biology building to get my drop slip for Biology signed, I spotted this one doorway.  I LOVE WHOEVER THIS PROFESSOR IS.  I haven't been this impressed by stupid pictures in a long time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5DblcZ4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/0BQZaxAMOrs/s1600-h/IMG_1172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5DblcZ4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/0BQZaxAMOrs/s320/IMG_1172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397063934557316994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5DGr5YVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4ZAKPKUGHGo/s1600-h/IMG_1171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5DGr5YVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4ZAKPKUGHGo/s320/IMG_1171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397063928947237202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362139942278383313-6552286982597283855?l=napshortandchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6552286982597283855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-professors-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6552286982597283855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362139942278383313/posts/default/6552286982597283855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://napshortandchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-professors-sometimes.html' title='I love professors sometimes...'/><author><name>NAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15033341583852573361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UVdv5cQKAo/SuY5DblcZ4I/AAAAAAAAAy8/0BQZaxAMOrs/s72-c/IMG_1172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
