<?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-2495773102581513404</id><updated>2012-01-23T18:10:56.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me Something Good</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-87703041780805925</id><published>2010-05-31T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:42:55.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cornerstone festivallll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;CORNERSTONEEEE! Save 5% with CF4055!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;You'll save money, and that's always good. Please let anyone and everyone know about the discount! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;(psst. if two more people buy with this code. i get a press pass. so please help! this is a HUGE opportunity for me.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-87703041780805925?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/87703041780805925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=87703041780805925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/87703041780805925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/87703041780805925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/05/cornerstone-festivallll.html' title='cornerstone festivallll!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7421530996388474220</id><published>2010-04-26T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:21:37.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>punk goes classic rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;order punk goes classic rock!&lt;br /&gt;lots of good ol' songs performed by bands like versaemerge, i see stars, pierce the veil and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;available from Fearless Records!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/punkgoesclassicrock"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2rm3436.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7421530996388474220?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7421530996388474220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7421530996388474220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7421530996388474220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7421530996388474220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/04/punk-goes-classic-rock.html' title='punk goes classic rock!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/2rm3436_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6029209406449872505</id><published>2010-03-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:49:17.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVP's NEW ALBUM OUT TODAY</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/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/S42Vg4S8zMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1_oqMt300mY/s1600-h/mail.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/S42Vg4S8zMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1_oqMt300mY/s320/mail.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444171916661017794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist vs. Poet's new album 'Favorite Fix' is out today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be sure to head to your local Best Buy or even get it off itunes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/S42V2objZqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/K-sC4aemHkU/s320/3459231113_ff110daaea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444172290359256738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/2495773102581513404-6029209406449872505?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6029209406449872505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6029209406449872505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6029209406449872505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6029209406449872505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/03/avps-new-album-out-today.html' title='AVP&apos;s NEW ALBUM OUT TODAY'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/S42Vg4S8zMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1_oqMt300mY/s72-c/mail.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6386459066772192855</id><published>2010-02-25T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:25:36.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-order Artist vs Poet's New Album!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/artistvspoet"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i46.tinypic.com/99movl.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's coming, so be sure to pick up a copy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some really good deals for awesome packages so get yourself one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 470px;" src="http://new.merchnow.com/images/20528/470x470.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6386459066772192855?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6386459066772192855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6386459066772192855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6386459066772192855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6386459066772192855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/02/pre-order-artist-vs-poets-new-album.html' title='Pre-order Artist vs Poet&apos;s New Album!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/99movl_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2442326113216178357</id><published>2010-01-06T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:23:23.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day</title><content type='html'>i didn't die!&lt;div&gt;however, I did mix up my schedule. got in the wrong class. got lost. missed my class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i didn't die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-2442326113216178357?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2442326113216178357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2442326113216178357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2442326113216178357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2442326113216178357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2130844966494770287</id><published>2010-01-04T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:29:47.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-order Alesana's New Album!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2z66yxj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alesana's New Album is out January 26th, 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fearless has a bunch of awesome packages available for pre-order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll probably find one that tickles your fancy. Now, what are you waiting for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Head on over and order!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://fearless.merchnow.com/search/?q=alesana"&gt;http://fearless.merchnow.com/search/?q=alesana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.myspace.com/alesana"&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://fearlessrecords.com/alesana/myspace/images/theemptiness_468x60.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2130844966494770287?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2130844966494770287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2130844966494770287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2130844966494770287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2130844966494770287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-order-alesanas-new-album.html' title='Pre-order Alesana&apos;s New Album!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2z66yxj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4164180085813216463</id><published>2010-01-02T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:08:05.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE AN ONLINE STORE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, I just opened my first online store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Only a few prints are up, one more will be added tomorrow. But they are limited, so if you like one.. get them before they're gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I will be updating the store frequently once stock becomes low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" mce_fixed="1" style="line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://natahshapriya.storenvy.com/" mce_href="http://natahshapriya.storenvy.com/" title="Natahsha Priya on Store Envy" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 123, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://natahshapriya.storenvy.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/2495773102581513404-4164180085813216463?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4164180085813216463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4164180085813216463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4164180085813216463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4164180085813216463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-online-store.html' title='I HAVE AN ONLINE STORE!!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2861749451923100069</id><published>2009-12-31T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:53:20.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got A Feeling....</title><content type='html'>That 2010 is gonna be a good year.&lt;div&gt;That 2010 is gonna be a good year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That 2010 is gonna be a good, good year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo. :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2861749451923100069?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2861749451923100069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2861749451923100069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2861749451923100069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2861749451923100069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-got-feeling.html' title='I&apos;ve Got A Feeling....'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7376635746216382161</id><published>2009-12-29T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:32:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on.</title><content type='html'>Is college really a new beginning?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause it's my last chance to make a new beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, there's that fear that I'll fail there (socially) and will be stuck with the friends I have right now. I suppose that makes me seems so jaded and selfish. I never went to a school, and I've never been socially involved with anything except youth group. I want to start over with new friends and a whole new positive attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, University starts in a week. I'm excited &amp;amp; nervous. Don't know what to expect. I want to make new friends. I don't want all my younger, 'high school' friends. I'm looking for something more mature. But in reality, am I asking for too much? I know with me complaining, the problem starts with me. However, what if there is a slight chance it isn't me? I guess you can only try fix yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it possible though, to wipe out your past and start over? Or, in the process will you be buried under your efforts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm confused. &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/2495773102581513404-7376635746216382161?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7376635746216382161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7376635746216382161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7376635746216382161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7376635746216382161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving-on.html' title='moving on.'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6613069329039260732</id><published>2009-12-12T23:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:26:19.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swagbucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you’ve heard of lockers you know people are dying for invites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here’s the next big time: Swag Bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Free Registration. Collect Points. Hello, awesome site?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal Arial, Helvetica; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;b  style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- margin-bottom: 0px !important; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/?cmd=sb-register&amp;amp;rb=1286525" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.swagbucks.com/?cmd=sb-register&amp;amp;rb=1286525&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6613069329039260732?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6613069329039260732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6613069329039260732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6613069329039260732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6613069329039260732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/12/swagbucks.html' title='Swagbucks'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3414307441131090708</id><published>2009-12-01T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:02:04.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is always a weird time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SxTNLO1v_6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eoWFea13JLc/s1600/Photo+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SxTNLO1v_6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eoWFea13JLc/s320/Photo+48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410174645224603554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, yeah. I got my hair cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-3414307441131090708?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3414307441131090708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3414307441131090708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3414307441131090708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3414307441131090708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/12/12-am.html' title='12 am'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SxTNLO1v_6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/eoWFea13JLc/s72-c/Photo+48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1032922223744489408</id><published>2009-11-18T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:08:40.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist vs. Poet's NEW SONG STREAMING NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Artist vs. Poet has a new song, "Damn Rough Night," is premiering RIGHT NOW on AltPress.com! http://bit.ly/1kAXp7 Be sure to check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I took that picture. :]&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3843893474/" title="Joe Kirkland - Artist vs. Poet by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3467/3843893474_8076894ec0.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="Joe Kirkland - Artist vs. Poet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1032922223744489408?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1032922223744489408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1032922223744489408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1032922223744489408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1032922223744489408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/11/artist-vs-poets-new-song-streaming-now.html' title='Artist vs. Poet&apos;s NEW SONG STREAMING NOW'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3467/3843893474_8076894ec0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4694982623033269953</id><published>2009-11-10T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:37:20.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heading off tomorrow to see the Atticus tour in Seattle. This venue is larger, so I don't know if they'll even let me in with my camera. Praying that they do. So, I'll be seeing Finch, Blessthefall, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Of Mice &amp;amp; Men, Let's Get It and The Sky Electric. 6 BANDS THAT I MAY GET TO SHOOT. ME = HAPPY. Praying it all work out. Long drive down there, also I have some promos that I need to finish up for Fearless. Hopefully I'll get to see a load of kids who want some free stickers and mini-posters? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'M HAPPY. I'M GOING TO EAT CHIPOTLE, BUY SOME VINYL. HANG OUT WITH BANDS. GET SOME AWESOME PICTURES. EAT MORE CHIPOTLE. AND BUY THE OFFICE ON DVD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, sleepy time. I'm still sick and need all the rest I can get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4694982623033269953?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4694982623033269953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4694982623033269953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4694982623033269953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4694982623033269953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/11/seattle.html' title='Seattle!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4086667727049321265</id><published>2009-11-03T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:30:16.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Avenue's 'Picture Perfect' out now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;The new album from 'Every Avenue' is now out. Be sure to get your copy on itunes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://bit.ly/4slxsg"&gt;http://bit.ly/4slxsg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a listen, and it's really good. If you're into the pop/rock bands... go for it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacc.com/everyavenue"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2wpne34.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4086667727049321265?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4086667727049321265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4086667727049321265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4086667727049321265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4086667727049321265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-avenues-picture-perfect-out-now.html' title='Every Avenue&apos;s &apos;Picture Perfect&apos; out now!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2wpne34_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6468820703450277700</id><published>2009-10-31T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:03:14.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a free Eye Alaska song?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Want a free song from Eye Alaska?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Head on over to Pac Sun to download 'Walk Like A Gentleman' for free!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://music.pacsun.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.pacsun.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/14mqe7t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6468820703450277700?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6468820703450277700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6468820703450277700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6468820703450277700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6468820703450277700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/10/want-free-eye-alaska-song.html' title='Want a free Eye Alaska song?'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/14mqe7t_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6527185196047103306</id><published>2009-10-29T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:29:49.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Avenue - PREORDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/everyavenue"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/33u5vfa.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The record comes out on Tuesday. It's really good, believe me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; you'd like to hear it before you buy it, &lt;a href="http://www.alloy.com/entertainment/blog/gossip/entry/1471"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alloy.com is streaming the whole album.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be sure to check it out, either pre-order or buy it in stores on Tuesday, November 3rd! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6527185196047103306?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6527185196047103306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6527185196047103306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6527185196047103306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6527185196047103306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-avenue-preorder.html' title='Every Avenue - PREORDER!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/33u5vfa_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-8150071082082550234</id><published>2009-10-28T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:21:58.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is the big day. I'm meeting with a record producer to show my photography portfolio. He really liked the band shots I did for some friends, that he's recording. So, I'm just really praying that this opens up some doors. I have my portfolio ready to go with everything from portraits to live shows to band shoots. Should be fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-8150071082082550234?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/8150071082082550234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=8150071082082550234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8150071082082550234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8150071082082550234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-305515914856283612</id><published>2009-10-08T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:23:08.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness</title><content type='html'>is horrible. more specifically when you haven't slept in about three weeks.&lt;div&gt;i literally can feel my immune system failing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm moody, selfish and angry. and i don't like it one bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm on about three different meds and they can't be taken at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only because they set off negative reactions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to go to the states saturday and i probably won't be able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either because i'm really sick or that my mood will tick off anyone that i'll meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate being sick. i also hate working while i'm sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, the thought of college terrifies me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll stop being so negative. i just needed someone/something to vent at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-305515914856283612?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/305515914856283612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=305515914856283612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/305515914856283612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/305515914856283612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/10/sickness.html' title='sickness'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2804474258534451713</id><published>2009-10-06T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:16:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessthefall's Witness, OUT NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SsvAcah6SvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Cm8jTDcAGBU/s1600-h/blessthefall_witness_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SsvAcah6SvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Cm8jTDcAGBU/s320/blessthefall_witness_cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389612973469354738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new album is out by the band blessthefall, called 'WITNESS'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave it a listen, &lt;b&gt;pretty darn good. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're into A Skylit Drive, Agraceful, Every Time I Die and The Devil Wears Prada, be sure to check out &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/blessthefall"&gt;blessthefall&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BUY IT ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/2yRYn1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even go ahead and add them on myspace, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/30ljbwh.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s i'm not spamming you, lulz. i work for the fearless records street team and it's kind of my job to do these promos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2495773102581513404-2804474258534451713?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2804474258534451713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2804474258534451713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2804474258534451713'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-5318568618485512015</id><published>2009-10-02T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:39:42.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone</title><content type='html'>This song brings me to tears. &lt;div&gt;In reality, it's only in Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only in Him are we complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENtL_li4GbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENtL_li4GbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/object&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/2495773102581513404-5318568618485512015?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/5318568618485512015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=5318568618485512015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5318568618485512015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5318568618485512015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-christ-alone.html' title='In Christ Alone'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6380291528140882502</id><published>2009-09-28T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:41:40.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>I've slacked in my blogging duties. Simply because I'm starting to get busy and any free time that I have, I end up being a lazy sloth. However, I'm going to make an earnest effort to blog more. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updatesssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRANSCRIPT IS FIXEDEDEDEDEDEDED! This pleases me so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography is starting to turn into a small business, which also pleases me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pushing myself to finish vocal coaching so I can update to advance singing, woo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I'm accepted at Capilano U. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've learned quite a bit over past few weeks. Whether it's simply growing up or I'm finally coming to my senses. I've taken a new outlook on my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I promise I'll finish that tomorrow, I'm sleepy and need to go to bed. However, my insomnia is back so we'll see how well that goes tonight. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-6380291528140882502?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6380291528140882502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6380291528140882502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6380291528140882502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6380291528140882502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6875524075789998127</id><published>2009-09-01T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:21:12.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>I'm a photographer... but I want to be a singer. As much as it may seem as a fantasy, it's a dream that I'll not give it up. However, my passion burns, yet I ignore the urge to practice. I constantly plan shoots to become a better photographer, but that's not where my heart is. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful that God has gifted me. However, I know there is another calling that I'm ignoring. Some people don't understand, it's easier for me to take pictures. Singing practice with my coach is an hour and forty-five minutes everyday, just on vocal exercises alone. Then, followed by an hour of singing. Considering, all I get to do is sit and make strange noises. There is a lot to do, and not many people get that. I'm frustrated, as I've made so much progress as a musician that I don't use it as motivation to grow. God has given the opportunity to have an amazing coach. I need to see it as a blessing and then turn it into a passion burning fervently. I have 5 months before I head to University. 5 months to master something that I was supposed to finish in the matter of 6 months back in June 2008. 5 months before I can even venture into the idea of starting a band.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will push myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not give up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to stop procrastination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get my priorities right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6875524075789998127?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6875524075789998127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6875524075789998127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6875524075789998127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6875524075789998127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/09/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-9051624245782971888</id><published>2009-08-23T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:49:50.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle</title><content type='html'>The infamous trip involved: getting lost on the highway, eating Chipotle for the first time, buying clothes, all you can eat buffets, being guest listed, watching a show side stage, making new friends, dinner with Jeffree Star and hugs. lots of hugs. i like hugs. :]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjMte-iVI/AAAAAAAAAII/hb40ufxRmu8/s320/avpsea2s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325637937170770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjLjTAlQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rro_J7Feh54/s320/lgisea-25s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325618022749442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjMLrp7cI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-xzVhuuOvn8/s320/lgisea-19s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325628863540674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjKcSGLuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LXCxu0jeNx8/s320/lgisea-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325598960004834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjK9bVgcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/aBgP-rpLI68/s320/lgisea-17s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325607857127874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-9051624245782971888?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/9051624245782971888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=9051624245782971888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/9051624245782971888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/9051624245782971888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/seattle.html' title='Seattle'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SpHjMte-iVI/AAAAAAAAAII/hb40ufxRmu8/s72-c/avpsea2s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-465020507083148263</id><published>2009-08-10T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:37:14.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Quiz?</title><content type='html'>First off, these are absolutely pointless. However, cause they do compare your personality to a literary piece... I was intrigued. I also find the description very accurate. Especially the compassion thing. Every time I see an elder, someone suffered with development issues, someone poor, someone with heart ache, people without jobs, kids without fathers/mothers. This list goes on, so I won't bother you with it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You are Alice, from Lewis Carroll's timeless masterpiece. You're an inquisitive person with a great sense of empathy and compassion. You have a deep, but quiet, love for others, especially the less fortunate. Some might criticize you for being headstrong, but most see your boldness as an endearing quality. You don't always fit in with the rest of society, but you follow your heart, and you have a good head on your shoulders. Although you occasionally have to struggle to find your place in the world, you never compromise your integrity. You are who you are, love it or leave it.&lt;/blockquote&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/2495773102581513404-465020507083148263?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/465020507083148263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=465020507083148263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/465020507083148263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/465020507083148263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/character-quiz.html' title='Character Quiz?'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-9069717123126775029</id><published>2009-08-07T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:56:08.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diffident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Baskerville; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="hwGrp"&gt;&lt;span priority="2" dhw="1" class="hw" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="hwGrp"&gt;&lt;span priority="2" dhw="1" class="hw" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;dif&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fi&lt;span class="hsb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronGrp"&gt;&lt;span pr="US" type="US" class="pr" style="font-family: HiraMinPro-W3; "&gt; |ˈdifidənt|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="SB" style="display: block; margin-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="prelim"&gt;&lt;span ps="1" class="ps"&gt;adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="def"&gt;modest or shy because of a lack of &lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;self-confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="SB" style="display: block; margin-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="def"&gt;&lt;span apple_mouseover_highlight="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span abs="1" class="sense" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Couldn't be more right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-9069717123126775029?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/9069717123126775029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=9069717123126775029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/9069717123126775029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/9069717123126775029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/diffident.html' title='Diffident'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6426067890455023741</id><published>2009-08-04T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:33:47.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>I want something new, something edgy. Nothing trendy like scene side-bangs or blonde highlights. I have 3 narrowed down. Just give input or whatever, cause I'm confused. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off: my normal long hair. same length but some layers in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SnkZMcmBK7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/By8uVXe5v5s/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366348132613434290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second: same length, maybe some layers and bangs in the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SnkZXkFHBvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/56Q9tfl0C5k/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366348323601450738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third: same length, layers and side bangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SnkZneH8JLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Y1JEsXuWLWE/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366348596880614578" /&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;Also, got to love the power of photoshop. :D&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/2495773102581513404-6426067890455023741?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6426067890455023741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6426067890455023741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6426067890455023741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6426067890455023741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SnkZMcmBK7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/By8uVXe5v5s/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1305883543863500384</id><published>2009-08-04T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:10:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Run-Around</title><content type='html'>Of course my trip to get my ID came to stop, as again I don't have secondary ID. So, we're getting my health card mailed which may take up to ten days. Side note, Seattle is in 13 days. After that, it's a passport struggle. I'll have to pay express, but I need a valid reason. The reason also needs to be approved by the passport officer, so if they decide no... I'm stuck. My whole summer has revolved around this Seattle trip. If I can't, I'll seriously be heart broken. I've been so excited for this since the concert date was mentioned. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I messaged one of the band members if they could email me a statement, as to way I need to be there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer, prayer, prayer. I can't do anything else but I'm praying God sort it out. I will admit, it is my fault for not getting my documents faster. I just got caught up with summer and forgot. I'm just really praying it all works and I'll be able to go. &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/2495773102581513404-1305883543863500384?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1305883543863500384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1305883543863500384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1305883543863500384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1305883543863500384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-run-around.html' title='Another Run-Around'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7767909099121752354</id><published>2009-08-03T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:38:07.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Real Title For This</title><content type='html'>I had my nose pierced when I was 11, yes 11, while in Fiji. Took it out after I got really sick andwasn't allowed to put it back in. Well, now is the time that I will be getting it re-pierced. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictureee of how it many look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SneQXRJEzgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dHRD0CqNVoE/s320/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365916210448092674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have prayer requests. I'm having problems with my passport being accepted as I don't have any other picture ID to verify. I'm going tomorrow to get my Enhanced Driver's License. Prayer that even though I don't have it, that they will make an exception. Prayer also for my grades regarding the transcript. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7767909099121752354?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7767909099121752354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7767909099121752354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7767909099121752354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7767909099121752354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-no-real-title-for-this.html' title='There&apos;s No Real Title For This'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SneQXRJEzgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dHRD0CqNVoE/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4915722323916881696</id><published>2009-07-31T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:23:59.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to Start?</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged for a few weeks, as some of you may have noticed. The excuses either range from '&lt;i&gt;Eh, not in the mood&lt;/i&gt;' or simply '&lt;i&gt;Where do I even start?&lt;/i&gt;' There's been a lot of ups and downs the past few weeks. My grades for school messed up, and the government failed me for 2 courses. Which baffles my teachers as I had very good marks in those classes. Then, my transcript is missing my grades for Math 11, History 12, Marketing, Entre, Geography, Math 12 and French. I can't even apply for CapU until that's figured out. Prayers are appreciated regarding this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also: financially, socially, physically and mentally... frick. I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe God will carry some wisdom through the melodies of Matt Thiessen, Bryce Avary or Jon Foreman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll elaborate more on the next blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. BOYS ARE STUPID CREATURES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4915722323916881696?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4915722323916881696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4915722323916881696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4915722323916881696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4915722323916881696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-to-start.html' title='Where to Start?'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-8098809540482386314</id><published>2009-07-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:52:06.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finaleeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, fantasy; font-size: small; color: rgb(108, 97, 89); line-height: 15px; "&gt;Gory death = Wakefield&lt;br /&gt;Sad death = Trish, Sully, Danny&lt;br /&gt;Emotional death = Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer revealed = Henry&lt;br /&gt;Wakefield's Child = Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;So, I was kinda right. I was thinking it was Henry until someone mentioned that it may not be the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;BUT YAY ABBY AND JIMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, -webkit-fantasy;color:#6C6159;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I want this show on dvd as soon as it comes out. &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/2495773102581513404-8098809540482386314?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/8098809540482386314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=8098809540482386314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8098809540482386314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8098809540482386314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/07/finaleeeee.html' title='finaleeeee!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6546982576787009051</id><published>2009-07-09T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:17:58.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harper's island: ignore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;if you watch the show. let me know. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;if you don't ignore this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Survivors as of Ep 11: Danny, Sully, Shea, Madison, Trish, Henry, Abby and Jimmy. oh and that creep Wakefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Someone had this on the discussion, and it's pretty much copy and paste cause I agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Gory death = Danny or Wakefield&lt;br /&gt;Sad death = Trish&lt;br /&gt;Emotional death = Jimmy (I really really don't want this to happen, but I think it's inevitable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer revealed = Henry or Sully or Madison&lt;br /&gt;Wakefield's Child = Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have no idea who is going to survive. But i just want Abby and Jimmy to live. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*EDIT*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accomplice: Sully or Madison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Child: Henry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/2495773102581513404-6546982576787009051?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6546982576787009051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6546982576787009051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6546982576787009051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6546982576787009051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/07/harpers-island-ignore.html' title='harper&apos;s island: ignore'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-361797804826568863</id><published>2009-07-03T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:54:47.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reading List</title><content type='html'>I mentioned in the beginning of the year about starting a reading list of 25 or 50 books? Obviously as I don't remember the number, I haven't read any. Well, know that I am a free grad, I have a lot of free time, until I find a job.  Haha, I double checked, and it's 25 for the year and I want to cram 15 in 2-3 months? HAHA. Oh well, I'll try. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's my list so far. My list for the summer is 15 books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, fantasy; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(108, 97, 89); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;1) 1 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;2) 2 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne of Avonlea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;3) 3 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne of the Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;4) 4 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne of Windy Poplars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;5) 5 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne's House of Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;6) 6 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anne of Ingleside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;7) 7 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Rainbow Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;8) 8 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Rilla of Ingleside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Lucy Maud Montgomery  &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="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;9) &lt;i&gt;Macbeth&lt;/i&gt; by Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, fantasy; font-size: 12px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Secrets From the Vinyl Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by Stuart Mclean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The Catcher In the Rye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; by J.D Salinger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;1984 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;by George Orwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;13) &lt;i&gt;East of Eden&lt;/i&gt; by John Steinbeck  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;14) &lt;i&gt;Dinner at a Homesick Restaurant&lt;/i&gt; by Anne Tyler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;15) &lt;i&gt;An Acceptable Time&lt;/i&gt; by Madeleine L'Engle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-361797804826568863?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/361797804826568863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=361797804826568863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/361797804826568863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/361797804826568863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-reading-list.html' title='Summer Reading List'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1578045096592814055</id><published>2009-06-29T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:55:30.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harper's island</title><content type='html'>okay just to be weird. ignore this, unless you watch the show.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prediction: wakefield's helper.... henry and madison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakefield's kid?: henry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. there we have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1578045096592814055?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1578045096592814055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1578045096592814055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1578045096592814055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1578045096592814055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/harpers-island.html' title='harper&apos;s island'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7247520528931726317</id><published>2009-06-20T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:20:53.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, The Things We Do</title><content type='html'>... Especially when we are bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so used to being so jammed pack with school work seven days a week, that this new freedom is somewhat frustrating. What would usually be a Saturday night of studying is now me painting my nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE A LOOKSIE! I like 'em. They were originally a bright orange, then I put some gold on top... followed by a decision to do black french tips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/Sj20tq4wZEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NaSmEIdHRkQ/s400/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349630629085471810" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/Sj20z993HHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/npZNR-FB0iU/s400/Photo+90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349630737286372466" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7247520528931726317?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7247520528931726317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7247520528931726317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7247520528931726317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7247520528931726317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-things-we-do.html' title='Oh, The Things We Do'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/Sj20tq4wZEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NaSmEIdHRkQ/s72-c/Photo+89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7818350336079638967</id><published>2009-06-19T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:04:15.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like iCal wayyy too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SjxtvQOwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0HAMArXFRk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SjxtvQOwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0HAMArXFRk/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349271115987453346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7818350336079638967?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7818350336079638967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7818350336079638967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7818350336079638967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7818350336079638967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-freak.html' title='I&apos;m a Freak'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SjxtvQOwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0HAMArXFRk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-5916103026023482003</id><published>2009-06-19T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:28:01.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;For some silly reason, my summer to-do list is on June 14th? Little weird, and it won't let me delete it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;So I'll be a n00b and double post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, fantasy; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(108, 97, 89); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Because I will be free for the next few months, I'd thought I'd make a to-do for the summer. Anything from what I need to do, to what I want to do. Should be a fun summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;1) GET PASSPORT RENEWED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;2) Apply for Capilano University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;3) Have at least 20 photoshoots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;4) FINALLY finish music theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;5) Finish vocal coaching with Brett Manning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;6) Have a somewhat distinguished vinyl collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;5) Video chats with William, Andrea and Brent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;6) Video chat with Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;7) Get a job, or two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;8) Give my room, a full-clean out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;9) Travel somewhere I've never been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;10) East sushi by the Lynn Canyon waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;11) Have a day of epic proportions with Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;12) GET MY FRICKEN WISDOM TEETH REMOVED. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;13) Figure out Garageband and record some music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;14) Go to Seattle to see Let's Get It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;15) Read books, LOTS OF BOOKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Alright, I had better intentions with this list, but it seems like my mind as gone blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-5916103026023482003?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/5916103026023482003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=5916103026023482003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5916103026023482003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5916103026023482003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1204973100468817782</id><published>2009-06-17T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:26:32.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS</title><content type='html'>ARE FINISHED. &lt;div&gt;FOR A LONG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNTIL UNI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT THAT'S IN JANUARY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO FREEDOM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY GRAD OF 09, WE'RE DONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1204973100468817782?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1204973100468817782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1204973100468817782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1204973100468817782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1204973100468817782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/exams.html' title='EXAMS'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1802108083192990765</id><published>2009-06-14T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:25:58.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer To Do List</title><content type='html'>Because I will be free for the next few months, I'd thought I'd make a to-do for the summer. Anything from what I need to do, to what I want to do. Should be a fun summer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) GET PASSPORT RENEWED &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Apply for Capilano University &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Have at least 20 photoshoots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) FINALLY finish music theory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Finish vocal coaching with Brett Manning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Have a somewhat distinguished vinyl collection &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Video chats with William, Andrea and Brent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Video chat with Jennifer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Get a job, or two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Give my room, a full-clean out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Travel somewhere I've never been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) East sushi by the Lynn Canyon waterfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Have a day of epic proportions with Clarissa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) GET MY FRICKEN WISDOM TEETH REMOVED. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Figure out Garageband and record some music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Go to Seattle to see Let's Get It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Read books, LOTS OF BOOKS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I had better intentions with this list, but it seems like my mind as gone blank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1802108083192990765?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1802108083192990765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1802108083192990765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1802108083192990765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1802108083192990765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-to-do-list.html' title='Summer To Do List'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-8385824716713127602</id><published>2009-06-14T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:17:26.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't want to post the whole situation up on here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's quite sad when you go out of your way to make someone's last week the best it can be. Only to be shot down, talked behind your back, have your 'best friend' say rude things about you while you sit next them (thinking you can't hear them) and then to be deleted off facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seriously. Really, are people this immature? Are they that pathetic, that they need to treat people like this? It's about time people grew up. I'm happy I'm leaving that school, good riddance. Breaks my heart how Christians can not show love to one another when above all, Jesus even said it is the great of the commandments in the Bible. If this is how we treat each other, how do we expect to love the world and to minister to those with broken heart? If you can not love, you are nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-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/2495773102581513404-8385824716713127602?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/8385824716713127602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=8385824716713127602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8385824716713127602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8385824716713127602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-grow-up.html' title='Time to Grow Up'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-5688532417255610994</id><published>2009-06-12T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:53:28.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha, Oops.</title><content type='html'>Didn't do so well on the tests, as I thought. &lt;div&gt;I tried my hardest, regardless of the circumstances I passed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows, I'm praying to God that he'll keep the mark up to let me graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Calculus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;YOU SUCK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Natahsha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/2495773102581513404-5688532417255610994?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/5688532417255610994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=5688532417255610994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5688532417255610994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5688532417255610994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-oops.html' title='Haha, Oops.'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3305890179251291070</id><published>2009-06-12T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:57:02.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Here</title><content type='html'>The deadline at midnight. &lt;div&gt;I have three tests scheduled today. I ended up studying for 8 hours yesterday just on trig alone, along with completing two tests earlier. I'm good at all the units, except trig. Trig is what I went tutoring for, tutoring gave me 4 assignments with a 55% average. Well, I hope it pays off today. SO HAPPY TO FINISH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO! Grad 09 &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3305890179251291070?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3305890179251291070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3305890179251291070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3305890179251291070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3305890179251291070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s Here'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-8072257742497629841</id><published>2009-06-09T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:26:32.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Almost Here</title><content type='html'>June 12th is the deadline. Tomorrow I'm scheduled for a Combinatorics Exam and a Logarithm exam. Followed by a Trig Equation Exam and a Trig Function Exam on Thursday. Then a four-hour calculus final. On top of that, I still have to work on my business plan. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an example of how it's supposed to be: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.bplans.com/pet_photography_business_plan/executive_summary_fc.cfm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 9 pages of that, about my business which probably won't be too popular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ughhh. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-8072257742497629841?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/8072257742497629841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=8072257742497629841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8072257742497629841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/8072257742497629841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-almost-here.html' title='It Is Almost Here'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-11354988399462902</id><published>2009-06-07T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:57:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause No One Knows What Vinyl Is</title><content type='html'>My love for vinyl, seems to get stronger. &lt;div&gt;As a grad gift to myself, I'm buying some limited vinyls online, woo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we stopped by a garage sale at our local legion. Immediately as we entered parking lot, my eyes drew immediately to the vinyls stacked under the table. Here's what I bought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep Purple: Made in Japan (Gatefold)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep Purple: Deepest Purple - The Very Best of Deep Purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supertramp: Crisis! What Crisis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Eagles: Their Greatest Hits 1971 - 1975&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Van Halen: Fair Warning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Van Halen: Van Halen II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boston: Third Stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boston: Don't Look Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alice Cooper: Welcome to my Nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alice Cooper: Greatest Hits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter Gabriel: Plays Live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 vinyls for only $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's my current collection of Paramore, The Devil Wears Prada and Underoath. &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/2495773102581513404-11354988399462902?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/11354988399462902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=11354988399462902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/11354988399462902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/11354988399462902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-no-one-knows-what-vinyl-is.html' title='Cause No One Knows What Vinyl Is'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6447743700141089045</id><published>2009-06-06T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:52:58.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Days</title><content type='html'>Math: &lt;div&gt;Probability Test: Tuesday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sequence Test: Monday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Log Test: Wednesday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trig Equation Test: Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trig Function Test: Thursday or Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final: Friday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;French: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final: Monday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Business Plan: Monday - Friday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marketing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson 6: Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson 8: Sunday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grad Portfolio:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provincial Exam&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/2495773102581513404-6447743700141089045?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6447743700141089045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6447743700141089045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6447743700141089045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6447743700141089045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-days.html' title='11 Days'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-5743223611087774435</id><published>2009-05-30T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:24:11.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedules Don't Work</title><content type='html'>Okay, so they do work. But, not when you have an event that pops up unexpectedly and it screws everything up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here we are... all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 30th: Entre 9, Entre 10, Maybe Entre 11? or French Final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 31st: Entre 11 + Entre 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 1st: Comb/Probability Assignment, Geo Test 2 + 4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 2nd: Probabilty Test, Sequence Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 3rd: Trig Function Test, Entre 12/13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 4th: Trig Equation Test, Entre 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 5th: Log Test, Geo Oil Assignment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 5th - 11th Business Plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 6th: Find lost marketing assignments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 7th - 11th: Double Check for ALL ASSIGNMENTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN, I'M DONE. OH HAI GRADUATION. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I get to sing 'Amazing Because It Is' by The Almost. I even have a mini choir to sing on the chorus', I'm so stoked. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-5743223611087774435?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/5743223611087774435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=5743223611087774435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5743223611087774435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5743223611087774435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/schedules-dont-work.html' title='Schedules Don&apos;t Work'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1810740576370179426</id><published>2009-05-27T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:51:48.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Good Friend</title><content type='html'>I thought I should mention this. Among the current chaos in my life, I found out on Saturday that one of my life long friends is moving. He isn't moving into a different province or down the street, but he's moving to Texas. It's a lot to us to handle, as we only have 4 days to spend with him, tomorrow being the last. He's moving to be with his dad, and also to have scouting opportunities for football, I tell you... this kid is going to be huge. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, why I've been odd over the past few days revolves around this situation. In an effort to create a scrapbook for him, throw a goodbye party and to spend time with him... it's earned me a big ole' target on my back. Everyone from his siblings to the teachers have been in a constant attack against me. I have no idea why, but lately it seems that all my work accomplished in Lent has been thrown out the window. Initially, I was going to skip tomorrow, but I found out tonight that tomorrow is his last day. So, I'm forcing myself to go. There's a huge story that will probably continue tomorrow which has led me to deactivate Facebook and get off AIM. I know that I over exaggerate, but how am I in the wrong for wanting to create memories for a friend? I understand that it is a lot of emotion baggage right now and it's very difficult on everyone. I mean, doesn't everyone who moves have a goodbye party? I got questioned for my motives and people asked me why I am putting so much effort in. I'm simply trying to stay positive in this situation. Of course I'll miss him, he's like a little brother to me. But, I don't want to cry and reminisce about the past, only to scare and frighten him. I want him to leave knowing that God has a plan for him. Success in the future and a path that will lead him into the Glory of God. We will miss him, and we will cry. However, this is a beginning of a beautiful chapter in a life. A chapter of opportunities, rebirth, faith and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say too much without thinking. Also, I just reactivated my facebook. I SUCK AT SELF DISCIPLINE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1810740576370179426?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1810740576370179426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1810740576370179426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1810740576370179426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1810740576370179426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-good-friend.html' title='Goodbye, Good Friend'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3921196336225975025</id><published>2009-05-27T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:12:53.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha, Fail.</title><content type='html'>So, I didn't even go a day without AIM. I was signed in for about 20 minutes before I got lectured on how I should stay off. So, on top of that I've given up AIM for now, a week. Facebook has been deactivated on my account as well. This problem has gotten too big, so thanks to those losers I'm cutting everyone off. I'll still on my blogspot, twitter and myspace. Just where my personal 'friends' are, I've cut them off. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what's sad? No one talked to me at school today, except for the grades 9 and under. One teacher even decided to start a fight about 2 minutes after I walked into the school. But as soon as I got onto AIM, I have three convos that pop up immediately. Pathetic, eh?&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/2495773102581513404-3921196336225975025?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3921196336225975025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3921196336225975025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3921196336225975025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3921196336225975025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha-fail.html' title='Haha, Fail.'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4982946918852400697</id><published>2009-05-27T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:58:34.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>SUCK &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm giving up AIM for 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is day 21, let's see how I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S., I wanted to blog about something but it's 8 in the morning and I kind of have to eat/shower/get ready for hell. *cough* I mean school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4982946918852400697?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4982946918852400697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4982946918852400697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4982946918852400697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4982946918852400697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7374612711786873135</id><published>2009-05-20T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:29:52.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>Oh the joy of graduation. I still have to:&lt;div&gt;- Finish two more geo assignments and then all the tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- finish two calculus assignments and then tests. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- study for english government exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- business plan for entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- and a marketing assignment that i lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan is that, Geo will be finished by Friday. Monday the latest for tests. Then, next week is pretty much devoted to calculus. Hopefully next week the assignments will be done and maybe 2 tests? Then that just leaves 5? OH MY GOODNESS. Then, after it's pretty much, wait. Okay, this is my OCD kicking in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 20th - Geo Powerpoint Project &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 21st - Geo Powerpoint + Final Assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 22nd - Unit 2 Test and Unit 4 Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 25th - Unit 5 Test, Combintaroiccsjshfsjhd Assignment and Probability Assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 26th - Sequence Calculus Test, Maybe Entre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 27th - Entre + Study for Logarithm exam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 28th - Entre + Study even more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 29th - Log exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 1st - Trig Functions Study + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 2nd - Trig Function Test + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 3rd - Trig Equation study + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 4th - Trig Equation Test + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 5th - Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 8th - Cobomajhsdajshd + Probability Study + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 9th - Test + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 10th - Study for Final, + Entre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 11th - Final check up on all assignments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 12 - Calculus Final aka Last day of school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that sounds about right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. JUST KILL ME NOW. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-7374612711786873135?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7374612711786873135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7374612711786873135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7374612711786873135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7374612711786873135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-joy-of-graduation.html' title='The List'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3353692454501947062</id><published>2009-05-18T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:22:54.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Official</title><content type='html'>Alright, so it's official they are something. Well, okay so I think. I refuse to check but I know.&lt;div&gt;I found out last night and to my surprise, I was laughing and smiling. Laughter is a healing medicine, it seems that everything that happened before meant nothing. By the grace of God, I'm moving on with my head up and with a striking confidence. It seems that everything that happened, is apart of past. There's nothing I can change, but I can learn and guard my heart. You know, if he's happy I should be happy for him. I mean, that's what friends do, right? Either way, the mercy of a creative master and director has orchestrated something magnificent. It turns out for the best, now I have one less thing to think about. He's gone and I can move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I prayed out to God for forgiveness and wisdom regarding relationships. I need to be a better person, God needs to shape me into a woman who radiates his love. I'm so sick of being  told that I'm 'undateable'. There's still so much that needs to be done in me. My attitude to how I present myself, God has a lot of work to do in me. I just pray that I'll be able to grow into a new person who has a change of heart. I want to be the girl that other guys are jealous of. I want them to see me for my heart and who I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3353692454501947062?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3353692454501947062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3353692454501947062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3353692454501947062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3353692454501947062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/official.html' title='Official'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2688055610094556085</id><published>2009-05-15T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:08:16.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I Lied</title><content type='html'>I'm not over him. Apparently, I still like him and it's evident. &lt;div&gt;I don't want to like him as of right now, cause I don't know where he stands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if they are official.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a part of me that still wants him, yet there's another saying wait.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another telling me to simply get over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was fine, until a week ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was well on my way, to moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be friends, but I want to know if we could be more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what bothers me, the fact that I'll have to wait around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I REALLY need to stop blogging about him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2688055610094556085?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2688055610094556085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2688055610094556085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2688055610094556085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2688055610094556085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-lied.html' title='So, I Lied'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2811231434268881471</id><published>2009-05-12T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:53:40.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting Is No Easy Game</title><content type='html'>So, considering the whole boy situation. It's probably caused more confusion than it's intended to be. Turns out, we're friends... good friends. I'm leaving it at that, I don't want to post too many details but looks like there's a good friendship starting. I need to learn to grow up and to not make assumptions because of how someone is online. It's their heart and personality when we see them in person, that's who you are friends with. Not the person online, but rather for the person that they really are. My heart is still holding onto him though, I have no idea why. I'm no longer attracted to him in that sense... but still waiting is no easy game. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2811231434268881471?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2811231434268881471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2811231434268881471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2811231434268881471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2811231434268881471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-is-no-easy-game.html' title='Waiting Is No Easy Game'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3920464252441583219</id><published>2009-05-04T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:30:09.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week</title><content type='html'>I haven't bother blogging but I'll give a quick run down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Reports came in, I made honours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My uncle passed away last Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My mom is in Fiji until the 16th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I love baking blueberry muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3920464252441583219?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3920464252441583219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3920464252441583219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3920464252441583219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3920464252441583219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/05/week.html' title='The Week'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4840346651453620404</id><published>2009-04-26T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:15:37.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There Was...</title><content type='html'>And then there was another girl, just as suspected. I'm completely fine with this, no really I am. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I had an amazing prayer. Just tears and all my concerns and hopes poured to God and placed into God's hands. My life is his story, and he will write every chapter. I leave it at that and in the meantime I need maturity to get through the situation. This is not the end of it, and there will be the next 2-3 years where I'll be facing both HIM and HER. The feelings won't completely go away, but I can push them aside. You never know, I just might find someone that will make him seem like scum. I give it to God, my life in his hands.. forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'So just take my time and use it, I'm ready... So, in this hour, everything I will do will be all for this moment, everything's for you. My heart is open and will end... so take it.' &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/2495773102581513404-4840346651453620404?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4840346651453620404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4840346651453620404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4840346651453620404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4840346651453620404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-then-there-was.html' title='And Then There Was...'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3980469848166897850</id><published>2009-04-25T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:27:45.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>It has been so hard over the past few days. For those of you who I've told, seen the facebook status' and have talked to me on AIM... thank you. It's been hell over the past few weeks but lately it came to the point where I needed to draw the line. Eventually everything that I felt had to be pushed aside for various reasons. It's been so difficult but I'm trying my best to push through. I can't let this situation bring me down anymore. Although it has made me happy for the period of a few days, I've come to realize that everything was a waste of time. I can only pray the best and that we'll be friends. I want to be bitter and hostile, but that's not I want to reflect. Becoming a friend, I'll need to be consistent and I'll need to put these childish games behind me. It's hard, especially when it involves emotions but unless I take a stand this hell would become months if not.. years. All in time, if something is meant to happen I'll let God orchestrate it. My hands are far too failure prone to face another situation like this again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3980469848166897850?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3980469848166897850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3980469848166897850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3980469848166897850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3980469848166897850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4492312046281516065</id><published>2009-04-23T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:11:55.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, take this situation and turn it around&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t let these hands fail me again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve ran to look for an answer, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But instead I ran away from the truth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These excuses won’t save me anymore&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to start over, give me this second chance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4492312046281516065?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4492312046281516065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4492312046281516065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4492312046281516065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4492312046281516065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-prayer.html' title='My prayer'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3087032156063800249</id><published>2009-04-22T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:01:03.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys...</title><content type='html'>are assholes.&lt;div&gt;i officially give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are not worth my time at all.&lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-3087032156063800249?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3087032156063800249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3087032156063800249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3087032156063800249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3087032156063800249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/boys.html' title='boys...'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7150098204381228278</id><published>2009-04-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:02:58.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(untitled)</title><content type='html'>waiting. hoping. and dreaming&lt;div&gt;turning into...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting. praying. believing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been so happy. This is weird, the smile on my face and the glow. Pray for me, and if you know about the current situation... please pray with me. I wake up in the morning praying, go to sleep praying. There is something different about this one, and I refuse to let it go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7150098204381228278?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7150098204381228278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7150098204381228278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7150098204381228278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7150098204381228278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/untitled.html' title='(untitled)'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1239825124832026876</id><published>2009-04-11T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:58:03.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BOYS ARE A MESS OF CONFUSION AND GOOD LOOKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Also, I over react and get my signals mixed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't know what to do, it seems getting all giddy about the situation, jinxed it. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1239825124832026876?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1239825124832026876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1239825124832026876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1239825124832026876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1239825124832026876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-5366194206313388970</id><published>2009-04-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:01:06.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RELIABLE J</title><content type='html'>you'll figure out the title after watching this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU JON FOR SHAVIN' YER BEARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=55289765"&gt;Relient K's Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=55289765,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=55289765,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&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/2495773102581513404-5366194206313388970?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/5366194206313388970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=5366194206313388970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5366194206313388970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/5366194206313388970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/relient-j.html' title='RELIABLE J'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2751679968843022121</id><published>2009-04-04T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:20:13.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Banter</title><content type='html'>Lately, the more I seem to make an effort to become friendly.. the more I get hurt. It's a constant cycle that never seems to end, and I'm really fed up. I want to stop every form of communication from AIM, Facebook, Myspace.. etc, there's no point anymore. I'm highly considering saying goodbye to AIM till graduation, which is 72 days away. :] No one talks to me on that thing anyways, unless they want something or they want to vent. I barely get replies, so why am I wasting my time? I really don't know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Jennifer... I found 3 'new' FF5 songs. It has two remixes and a new version of an old song. I want to send them to you. So after your Facebook lent, I'll find a way to send 'em. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2751679968843022121?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2751679968843022121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2751679968843022121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2751679968843022121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2751679968843022121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-banter.html' title='Random Banter'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3659383873037723660</id><published>2009-03-31T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:16:54.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday.</title><content type='html'>eighteen. &lt;div&gt;i'm adult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a much deeper post in mind, but i'm just highly aggravated by people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EITHER WAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M 18, AND TOMORROW I'M MAKING GARLIC CLAMS FOR DINNER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3659383873037723660?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3659383873037723660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3659383873037723660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3659383873037723660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3659383873037723660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday.html' title='birthday.'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1239251781193770046</id><published>2009-03-29T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:40:53.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!! &lt;33 !!!</title><content type='html'>JONATHAN DAVID SCHNECK, SHAVE YOUR BEARD.&lt;div&gt;otherwise. this video makes me so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=54905875"&gt;Studio Update Webisode #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=54905875,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=54905875,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&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/2495773102581513404-1239251781193770046?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1239251781193770046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1239251781193770046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1239251781193770046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1239251781193770046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/33.html' title='!!! &lt;33 !!!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1191999543634777284</id><published>2009-03-28T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:07:25.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>I invited 44 people to my birthday party, only 8 showed up. Regardless of how short the guess list was, this was the best birthday party. We laughed and talked for hours, time was weightless. We came back to my house to hang out till 1 am. We had conversations about World War II, sports, faith and love. 'Friends' played for hours, and there was continuous laughing. We had popcorn, Arizona tea by the litre, soda and candy. We were five again, with our ice cream cake and laughter. It didn't seem as if I were turning into an adult, but rather reminiscing about the past and how much God has truly blessed me.  I've had my good share of struggles, hard ships, and testing moments. These are opportunities that have prepared me for the years ahead. I am prepared for where God wants to take me, I want more opportunities. People may say '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do you want more problems?&lt;/span&gt;,' to be frank no one wants more trials but they are refining. I want to be refined at gold, I want to be gold. I want to shine before men, I want to be inspiration, I want the power of God to move through me to heal the broken hearted. My life has been a testimony, a testimony full of opportunities, not mistakes. I'm 18 on Tuesday, but I feel the process of being an adult is here. I am ready to put all that I have learned in life, into real life applications. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my teacher gave me a necklace that's a rectangular stick, and on the sides it says, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Go Confidently, In The, Directions Of, Your Dreams.' &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll cherish it forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1191999543634777284?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1191999543634777284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1191999543634777284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1191999543634777284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1191999543634777284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-30014919790379282</id><published>2009-03-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:25:14.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bellingham</title><content type='html'>I left today at 8:30am to leave to go to the US. We did some shopping, had breakfast at Denny's, went to an 'all you can eat' buffet. Today was definitely good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pair of silver sneakers (haha... dude i'm pimpin')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saved By The Bell (seasons 3+4 and 5) each $12.99. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWLOHA shirt in blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Underoath shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paramore &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All We Know Is Falling&lt;/span&gt; Vinyl LP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black t-shirt that says in gold foil, 'LIVE LIFE... to the fullest'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another black t-shirt that says 'Free Your Mind.. and the rest will follow'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bikini top from Target, (although I always hide myself under a black tank top)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Bible for $1.00 and some Sunday School stuff for Easter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. I need a trim, my ends are so fried. Plus, my birthday party. Then Saturday, two shoots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALSO. BABY B. she's so cute. We had the shoot yesterday, she is absolutely beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2623_147778255156_821295156_6341979_3352586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 404px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2623_147778255156_821295156_6341979_3352586_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2623_147778255156_821295156_6341979_3352586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2623_147778255156_821295156_6341979_3352586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/2623_147778255156_821295156_6341979_3352586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-30014919790379282?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/30014919790379282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=30014919790379282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/30014919790379282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/30014919790379282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/bellingham.html' title='Bellingham'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2849364563502614022</id><published>2009-03-24T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:05:25.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of a Living God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Song from Underoath, back from 1999. Inspiring, honest, and captivating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wait for my true love, but she never came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cry for my true love, but she never came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I leave this world never knowing who she was, departing all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'd just like to speak for a second and say that, um.. I just encourage everybody who hears this album to look towards Christ and not towards people, because people allow you to fall away, people aren't perfect. Theres only one person thats perfect and thats Christ. And I see people every day who are looking at Christ and blow Christ off because something that someone else has failed on. And its just not worth it, Christ has blessed me and every other member of this band more than any other way that I can imagine, or be spoken. Just the way everything worked out tonight was just beautiful. I just pray for each and every one of you, we wouldn't sit here and we wouldn't do this unless we wouldn't put the time into it unless it was trying to touch you, trying to reach your life and I just ask please just give your heart to Christ, and allow him to come in and just accept him. It says, “If you acknowledge that you have sinned and you ask Christ to come into you life, he will enter you life just believe that he's died on the cross for your and risen on the third day, and Christ can life for you and he with you? and I just pray that you just give him that chance to do that, you don't know what you missed, you don't know what you missed until you haven't had something and realize that its gone, then you realize what you've missed and what hasn't been in your life. And I just ask you please just give the LORD a chance to do that and I just hear a lot of people say that its just, I hear a lot of people say that its just you know, “Oh? you know, “this some religious person is trying to force this down my throat? well thats not our intent our intent's not to force this down your throat. We do this because we love you and we care for the people that do hear this. And I just wish everybody just to look towards it and give it a chance, and not fall out. There is hope, you can find it, and Christ is hope and your never gunna feel a void, your never gunna feel that huge gap and that void in your life until you turn and you look at the truth, even though you may not see it as the truth, I just pray that God will reveal himself to you and you can open your eyes, just as we were in your same shoes and he opened ours, he opened our eyes eyes.. just... even though it's this late you can't even speak, I just pray that He'll please just show you his power. This album goes out to just, the victims of rape and suicide, child molestation, people who are broken hearted, people who just cant handle life anymore and just have to fall on their knees every night and cry. There is a better way, and we have found it, please don't give up, there is a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Call fresh on, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fall fresh on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Melt me, Mold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fill me, LORD use me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fall fresh on, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fall fresh on, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fill me, Mold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fill me, Use me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fall fresh on, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LORD melt me, LORD use me, LORD fill me, LORD mold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LORD make me, the person you want me to be LORD. LORD take me, and mold my, my mind. Renew my mind LORD, help me not to listen to this world, politicians people of this world, who only long to bring me hate and frustration. Help me to think for myself, to obtain knowledge, think! think for my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spirit of, the living God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fall fresh on, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2495773102581513404-2849364563502614022?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2849364563502614022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2849364563502614022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2849364563502614022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2849364563502614022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/spirit-of-living-god.html' title='Spirit of a Living God'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6630407273977474969</id><published>2009-03-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:07:10.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGOMGOMG.</title><content type='html'>NEW RELIENT K RECORD.&lt;div&gt;THEY JUST STARTED TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO STOKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEYOND STOKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH. &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/2495773102581513404-6630407273977474969?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6630407273977474969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6630407273977474969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6630407273977474969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6630407273977474969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/omgomgomg.html' title='OMGOMGOMG.'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7926913955209908713</id><published>2009-03-23T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:10:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GPA</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to know my GPA. Considering that I am going to University next year, I'd thought I'd give it a whirl. Including that I barely passed Calculus, But managed to get at least 85% in my all my classes. I got a 3.65. I don't know if that's good or not. But I think it's good? Haha, I don't know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, for the past four nights I've been up very late. Hence, my late night blog. For some reason, I just can not sleep. My wanders off, and my imagination runs wild with haste. Thank God, I have a two week break. That's all I can say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7926913955209908713?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7926913955209908713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7926913955209908713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7926913955209908713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7926913955209908713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/gpa.html' title='GPA'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1403595874111543877</id><published>2009-03-22T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:56:09.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where?!;; IGNORE</title><content type='html'>DARN YOU SCHEDULE!&lt;div&gt;I think I lost the darn thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore thissss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEEKLY PLANNED SCHEDULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday;; 11am - 2pm [library]  - afternoon;; FREE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday;; 11:30am - 2:30pm Photo shoot [Selena] - afternoon;; FREE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday;; 10:30am - 2pm Metrotown [w/ Jessie] - 3pm - 5pm Photo shoot [Baby Bjorgen] - 5:30pm - 7:45pm Photo shoot [Sharon's Music Studio] - 8pm [Church]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday;; YAY GOING TO THE STATES WITH MOM! YIPEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday;; (no time discussed) Possible reschedule for Baby Bjorgen's Photo shoot - 3pm [Get Hair Done] - 6pm - 9pm BIRTHDAY PARTY, SQUEE. (Jessie, Charla and possibly Sarah to sleep over)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Do List;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;French 9a - 9c HAND IN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marketing [ all assignments &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; completed, remember to hand in before 30th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Re + schedule due to Rain;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keesha + daughters Photo shoots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herla, Jessie and Cassia Photo shoot (Tuesday Afternoon?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ksenia's Photo shoots &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/2495773102581513404-1403595874111543877?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1403595874111543877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1403595874111543877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1403595874111543877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1403595874111543877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-ignore.html' title='Where?!;; IGNORE'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3208074810939885229</id><published>2009-03-22T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:05:33.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is my twitter: http://twitter.com/natahshapriya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I finally hopped on the band wagon about a week or so ago. Follow me, so you may be annoyed by my pointless, random palaver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;;D&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3208074810939885229?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3208074810939885229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3208074810939885229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3208074810939885229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3208074810939885229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2011194218471856891</id><published>2009-03-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:08:00.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography</title><content type='html'>I have a project due for Geo 12. I did my internet and text book research. Now, I just have to write the essay. It's 500 - 750 works MAX, which I'm not used to at all. On top of that, I need to get some books at the library. It's due next Friday, but I have two weeks for Spring Break. The other kids at my school will be attending next week, I won't. So today, thanks to the rain, there's no photo shoot. This means, I can do more research? Outline, paraphrase and then next week I can go to the library? I don't know. Haha, I'm finicky. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT! I bought this gorgeous red plaid dress yesterday. There was only one in the store, and it was an extra small. It's red, plaid, strapless and hip hugging. I want to get my hair done up with stunning earrings for my birthday. I'm excited. Oh, I forgot to tell you it was on sale from $50 to $20. Also, I got three new songs last night. My friend Jessie and I were talking about music, and I decided to let her check them out. I've showed her my lyrics before, in fact she was the first person ever to read them. I wanted to post them, but I'm really finicky this morning. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! March 28th, I get to have the house to myself. I'm making my parents own me the day alone. I'm going to watch movies, bake my salsa-cheese chicken and relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blogs lack substance, STOP RAMBLING NATAHSHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2011194218471856891?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2011194218471856891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2011194218471856891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2011194218471856891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2011194218471856891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/geography.html' title='Geography'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1467442919617929777</id><published>2009-03-18T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:08:59.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorbet Boy</title><content type='html'>I was at MetroTown with Ashleigh today. We were having some sorbet that's in front of a 'Rip Curl' store. I saw this really cute guy there. For once, I made eye contact with a cute guy. My friend and I, both saw him looking at me. He would try to fix something, then quickly glance my way, several times. I was seriously thinking that he was looking at my friend, but they never made eye contact. I hide myself behind my purse and he still looked. After we finished, we went into the store to check it out a bit. He was on a different side of the store, and there was a girl near us who worked there. He actually walked over and asked '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How is everything&lt;/span&gt;', while making eye contact with me. I just stood there like '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whaaa?&lt;/span&gt;' then my friend quickly replied with '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're fine, thanks&lt;/span&gt;.' He's really cute. I wanted to say 'hi' so badly, but this is the first time that I have tried to go up to a guy. He tried to talk to me but seemed really shy. But, I'm really confused. He isn't her type, but he's the type of guy that I'm really into. For once a guy like this is actually looking at me. He has plugs, 'emo' hair, some tattoos and really a cute smile. I don't want to think about him and get my heart into a knot. I'll spend all night thinking about him. Ugh. Just thought I'd update you all, I'm so freaking giddy right now it's ridiculous. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1467442919617929777?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1467442919617929777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1467442919617929777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1467442919617929777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1467442919617929777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorbet-boy.html' title='Sorbet Boy'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4047004953957908555</id><published>2009-03-17T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:14:23.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo shoot</title><content type='html'>THERE WAS NO RAIN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silly weather man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if it is jealousy of not, but every time I have a shoot with this girl... I leave feeling hideous. My self-esteem goes down and for week I refuse to have my picture taken. She is pretty, I won't lie; but there's coloured contacts, revealing outfits, hair extensions and lots of makeup. I don't need another of those things to get attention. She's still gorgeous, me on the other hand, I'm petite, looks like I have no chest (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I do! haha. I just wear looser clothes&lt;/span&gt;) I look like I'm 12. Then again, our personalities are different. I don't go through 6 boyfriends in the matter for 6 months. Hence, why I never get any attention. I feel ugly. I don't need fancy clothes, fake hair, or fake colour eyes to get attention. I don't know what it is, maybe I am not that attractive or maybe I don't need physical items to lure people in. I'm just hoping it's my personality and heart that shine.  I'm praying that the compassion that Jesus Christ had radiates through me. I want to be the sunshine in people's lives, I want to be the person that shows them the beauty in life as God intended it to be. I want to be a creation of God that serves purpose, passion, purity and personality. That is what I want people to be attracted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: I sound very judgmental here, I'm not trying to be. However it tends that all with all my friends, this applies. I don't know if it is something wrong on my end or if it's how how girl's portray themselves. I don't know, I'm just hoping a nice boy likes me for my heart and not my body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot. This shoot turned out really good, I'm glad my portfolio is getting bigger. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3363977966/" title="Gurpreet by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3363977966/" title="Gurpreet by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3363977966_b4295d0e23_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="Gurpreet" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2495773102581513404-4047004953957908555?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4047004953957908555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4047004953957908555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4047004953957908555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4047004953957908555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo shoot'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3363977966_b4295d0e23_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1333222421989605066</id><published>2009-03-16T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:40:22.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding Time</title><content type='html'>The breakfast went very well. We had some really good food followed by great conversation and window shopping. She talked about her family, marriage and job. I listened and prayed for her in my head. To be really honest, I'm scared about what happens in her home. I know her husband has anger problems, and she's confirmed he's possessive. I'm praying for her. I would hate to think that he's laid his hand on her. However, I just told her to pray, pray, pray. God holds the power and wisdom for perfect timing. Also, she can't even see her own family that lives up here, and she started to cry. Again, I'm praying. I'm starting to learn that prayer is the safest, most efficient and powerful tool any person can use. Use it well. &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/2495773102581513404-1333222421989605066?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1333222421989605066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1333222421989605066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1333222421989605066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1333222421989605066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/bonding-time.html' title='Bonding Time'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4293963038342786146</id><published>2009-03-15T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:35:29.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>It's complex, revolting, enjoyable and quirky. Today we've had rain, snow, sunshine, hail, heavy winds... what's next brimstone and raging fire? The weather is driving me insane, My photo shoot plans have to move because the weather decides to be spontaneous. It's ridiculous. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also;; I have a new friend! She the wife of one of the guys from church. She's from Ghana. She's actually the cousin of a guy who is literally my brother. There's a complex issue within the family with the family seeing each other and what not. She doesn't have anyone up here for a friend. Every girl needs a girlfriend to talk to. So I've invited her to go out for breakfast in the morning. Some good, chatting time. I'll be a friend; a friend that listens more than they speak. For anyone that knows me, it is fairly difficult to get me to shut up. I like to talk, hence my love for the art of conversation. :] I'm hoping to make a good friendship, a valuable one. She has a heart after God, it's great. She's from Africa, what can I say? Seriously, you do not know worship until you go to a black church. The worship moves right through you and gives you such a exhilarating feeling. It's radioactive and it will stay on you for days. Besides the point, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. It's such a great restaurant, if any of you [my lovelies] come to Vancouver, we're going there. It's yum, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also;; first lyrics that I will ever post. SHHHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ready to drop it all at the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ready for a new start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We're in it for the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You're not running this alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just the ending. Comments? I might take it off in the morning or something. I can't believe I just put those up. AHAHA. I MADE IT SO TINY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY GOOD NIGHT. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-4293963038342786146?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4293963038342786146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4293963038342786146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4293963038342786146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4293963038342786146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7318397833360441282</id><published>2009-03-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:34:31.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ignore this;; schedule</title><content type='html'>I CAN'T FIND MY SCHEDULE. &lt;div&gt;SO I HAVE TO WRITE THIS SOMEWHERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday;; Photoshoot w/ Gurpreet [11am - 2pm] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(leave phone on, to see if she's out of the hospital)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday;; Photoshoot w/ Ksenia [11am - 1pm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday;; Photoshoot w/ Keesha and daughters [11:30? - 2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday;; Edits &amp;amp; birthday party for Jodi [6pm] stay over at Ashleigh's? (clarify!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday;; Mom + I, drive down to the States. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday;; come back. &lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-7318397833360441282?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7318397833360441282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7318397833360441282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7318397833360441282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7318397833360441282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/ignore-this-schedule.html' title='ignore this;; schedule'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7843488641679360708</id><published>2009-03-15T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:16:46.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers</title><content type='html'>Mothers are peculiar creatures. They nurture, feed, teach and discipline. They seem to never run out of energy, they constantly strive for a better life for their children. Also, mothers seem very 'old school.' They think the clothes we enjoy are off-spun and bizarre, our music is too loud or just gibberish and our favourite shows are nonsense. That's a mom's point of view on many things, however my mother surprised me today. I finally got the courage to show my mom some of my lyrics. To my surprise, she was actually speechless. Her speechless soon turned into how amazed she was. I was in awe of how she reacted to be really honest. She loved them, SHE REALLY LOVED THEM. I preceded to play her some music I came up with yesterday; She loved it too. I'm flabbergasted. We also went out for lunch, so I decided to play her some of my favourite bands. I played her A Day To Remember, she loves Jeremy's voice. Even more shocking, she actually understood his growls. Is this my mother? Goes to show you to never underestimate a mom. They will surprise us. Show them something new and odd, and you'll be surprised. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also. I ate too much candy yesterday. I threw up. I haven't eaten for 24 hours. Well, we had lunch and that was the 24 hour mark. I feel like I am going to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7843488641679360708?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7843488641679360708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7843488641679360708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7843488641679360708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7843488641679360708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/mothers.html' title='Mothers'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3861228148254650720</id><published>2009-03-14T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:30:17.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Spring break is officially here. I'm more than excited to have the week off. To make things even better, because I am ahead in my subjects I get an extra week. My online school gives two weeks, my 'school' gives one. This extra week will help me rest my knee as well as plan some photo shoots. I'm only on day one and have never experienced such boredom. I kind of cleaned my room, we will leave it at that. I wrote 5 songs yesterday, they are typed and added. I have 31 songs now, hopefully once I start to piece the music and lyrics together I'll post something. :] My lyrics aren't great or significant but they are *insert word here.* I'm too afraid to actually post my lyrics, because I don't want to be flamed, ridiculed or embarrassed. I need to get over this if I want to have a band, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a few goals for this break. Considering that I didn't do it for either Summer '08 or Christmas, FINISH MUSIC THEORY. My book is right beside me, so I've decided to finally start and finish it. Also, I want to write 'better' blogs. Something that shows, growth, understanding and emotion. I'm a little sick of my little rambles, but I have no one else to share it too. So from now on, the goal to post my ramble but also something that has been in my heart.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm too selfish, I really need to fix this. I feel that God has  given me significant purpose, but my selfish attitude stifles were God can take me. He can move my spirit, but my flesh is hindering it. &lt;/blockquote&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/2495773102581513404-3861228148254650720?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3861228148254650720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3861228148254650720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3861228148254650720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3861228148254650720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-170338642624079397</id><published>2009-03-10T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:48:16.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, Means No!</title><content type='html'>After being told by my doctor that I may not do any physical activity, I made a huge mistake. More so on my teachers part, rather than mine. During soccer we have two games going on; One game has two teams actually playing soccer game and then the other two teams trying to keep the ball in the court. While on the outside keeping it in, the ball went flying by three feet away. I drove for it, missed but also happened to land on my right knee. I have pains shooting up my leg and it's so painful. The teacher said I would be able to do it, I was but I caused more damage. Barely 5 minutes after the game, I call my dad to pick me up. I chickened out of my x-ray the past two days but I'm scheduled tomorrow. I think I screwed my knee up more, I can barely make it down the stairs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I need to blog about my university updates. Let's just say, Capilano University was to be my University. Now, my friend wants to go. I want her to leave me alone there. I want new friends and a new social life. Go to a different school, don't go to mine! There's more to this, I'll blog it later in the week. Hopefully she doesn't see this. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, this is a pointless blog. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-170338642624079397?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/170338642624079397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=170338642624079397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/170338642624079397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/170338642624079397'/><link 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Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3523415380095003030</id><published>2009-03-08T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:58:50.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SALSA CHEESE CHICKENNNNN</title><content type='html'>I finally posting this darn thing. haha.&lt;div&gt;This is enough for 2 people. &lt;br /&gt;Base your servings as 2 chicken breasts per person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 chicken breasts (leave the bone in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 garlic cloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 cups of salsa (of your choice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup of grated cheddar cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pinch of garlic powder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 quarter of a small onion finely chopped OR a few green onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Ben's Spanish Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preheat your oven to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: inherit; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;375&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;°F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;First, start off in a pan with a little olive oil and your sliced garlic cloves. Toss your chicken in, skin side down first. Pinch some garlic powder and salt on chicken. REMEMBER YOU AREN'T COOKING THE CHICKEN YET. THIS IS FOR ONLY BROWNING. Flip the chicken over, pinch some powder and salt, wait till both sides are golden brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take your chicken out, and place it into a small baking dish. The chicken should not over lap, but it should fit perfectly. Get your oil and garlic from the pan and mix it with your 1 1/2 cups of salsa. Sprinkle about a handful of cheese into your salsa mix and pour it onto the chicken. Making sure the mixture covers the chicken on top and on the side, if not... just had some more salsa.  With the last of your cheese sprinkle it on the top of your chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use foil to cover your baking dish and put it into the oven (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; text-decoration: inherit; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;375&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;°F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for 30 - 45 minutes. While your chicken is baking, use some oil to sweat some onions. Then in the same pot had and follow the directions of the Spanish Rice. If you have some green onions just had it to your rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all is done, plate and enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope those of you who try this, i hope you like it. :]&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/2495773102581513404-3523415380095003030?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3523415380095003030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3523415380095003030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3523415380095003030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3523415380095003030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/salsa-cheese-chickennnnn.html' title='SALSA CHEESE CHICKENNNNN'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2193446197274662714</id><published>2009-03-05T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:36:30.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doctor</title><content type='html'>Two and a half months of torturing knee pain, I finally go for a visit to the doctor. After a three-minute exam of pressuring my knee into HELL, we arrived at what I have. I have torn ligaments throughout my knee. He also suspected that I may have torn cartilage as well. ON TOP OF THAT, I had to take a x-ray, but we got there and they turned us away. So, we're booked for Wednesday the 11th. OH, THAT'S NOT ALL. Doctor's order: No physical activity for 3 weeks. This is what hurts the most as we're playing soccer for our team sports, and on top of that we have a huge skipping rope competition tomorrow. I'm not even allowed to brisk walk. I kept asking him what I could do, but he continuously said '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou don't do anything&lt;/span&gt;!' So, for the next three weeks I am allowed to be a lazy sloth. Most would be excited about this, but I'm not. Because I ignored the pain or over two months, if I continue anything physical that I may have to get surgery and that means no sports ever again. Also, my other knee is hurting now. :[ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, some pictures from a photoshoot from last Saturday. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3330910629/" title="Sam by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3641/3330910629_6b4c32a14a.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="Sam" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3317614890/" title="Sam by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3558/3317614890_05722bf453.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="Sam" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3317991200/" title="Kati by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3396/3317991200_eba7ef82a5.jpg" width="500" height="368" alt="Kati" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/natahshapriya/3331714776/" title="Kati  by Natahsha Priya, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3331/3331714776_cd1b0b21f7.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="Kati " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2193446197274662714?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2193446197274662714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2193446197274662714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2193446197274662714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2193446197274662714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/doctor.html' title='The Doctor'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3641/3330910629_6b4c32a14a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3737706115197186376</id><published>2009-03-05T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:25:25.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiously Awaiting</title><content type='html'>I'm anxiously awaiting for the approval of my shirts.&lt;div&gt;They look different, as the original file has been edited like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were designed on the first try, so the real design looks different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SbAK2q3GU0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Q7DSRvqNP-E/s320/lgiunishirt2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309755895004418882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SbAK2dASUiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J5Ty19AWgzU/s320/lgiuni1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309755891284857378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3737706115197186376?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3737706115197186376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3737706115197186376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3737706115197186376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3737706115197186376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/anxiously-awaiting.html' title='Anxiously Awaiting'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/SbAK2q3GU0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Q7DSRvqNP-E/s72-c/lgiunishirt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1636537212581277442</id><published>2009-03-03T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:44:27.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jennifer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jennifer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know you aren't on Facebook, so I thought I'd dedicate a blog post to you. &lt;div&gt;We met in 2004 on the RKMB, it's been 5 years?! Long time. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, you are probably one of the most amazing people that I have ever talked to. Your life is a constant growing testimony. I admire how much you are willing to let God move in your life, which is so rare for someone of our age. You're humble to see that you have faults and you are willing to let God move through you. It's a sacrifice that is so pure and passionate. You're such a great friend, you've listened to my problems when no one else would. You understand how amazing Relient K, which just makes you even cooler. You're a blessing to my life and to those around you. I hope your 18th birthday is absolutely amazing, and that may God will continue to bless and move in your life as you get older. I hope that we can remain friends even when we head off into University. HOPEFULLY I CAN VISIT YOU IN THE SUMMER. AND WE'LL SEE BRYCE AVARY. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday, love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iloveyou&lt;3&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/2495773102581513404-1636537212581277442?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1636537212581277442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1636537212581277442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1636537212581277442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1636537212581277442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-jennifer.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jennifer!'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2605752115338774308</id><published>2009-03-02T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:01:26.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinyl</title><content type='html'>I want to start collecting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are simple, orchestrated musical gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They inspired the CD, MP3 and much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They hold a part of musical history that is vital for progression and ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are round, dull and black; yet their purpose is far greater than their appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They hold mystery, purpose and inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be vinyl. &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/2495773102581513404-2605752115338774308?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2605752115338774308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2605752115338774308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2605752115338774308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2605752115338774308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/vinyl.html' title='Vinyl'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-126430348574086010</id><published>2009-03-01T13:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:57:13.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do anymore. The more I try to become a better person, the more I'm shot down. I try to remain stable in my moods, remaining calm in tense situations. I'm trying not to be jealous, I'm trying to accept and move on. Why is that when I make an attempt, it fails before my eyes. I'm so sick of everything now. There's no point to continue this struggle when I'm not benefiting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turn to those around me, only to be alienated. I'm sick of being lied to, tired of being convinced that there is good in everyone. There isn't any good in the world anymore. I've lost my hope for humanity. I've lost respect for everyone in my life. Everyone has their own agenda, and they are willing to screw you over to get what they want. Tell me one thing, do another seems to be the new motto. It's a shame that people are willing to put their selfish wants before those around them. Maybe I'm the one with the attitude, maybe I'm not. Either way, I am effing tired of this game. I seriously want to give up with everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-126430348574086010?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/126430348574086010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=126430348574086010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/126430348574086010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/126430348574086010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2038736649731385162</id><published>2009-02-25T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:27:21.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>I did Lent a few years ago as Jennifer brought it up and I thought it was a great idea.&lt;div&gt;I did it, I think about 2-3 years ago. It was an amazing decision, those forty days helped define who I am today. They changed my character, outlook and appreciation tremendously. God is good. I saw and recognized how big of an impact it had on me, and I have decided to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this year, I will not reveal what my Lent sacrifice is. However, it is not a mere sacrifice that I will give up for 40 days then pick up again. This is my attempt for a permanent sacrifice. Sacrifice for something that has made me happy for some time,  but it sickens me to my stomach. I need to rid it from my life because damage is caused. My heart, mind and soul have already taken a hit because of it. I draw the line and refuse the power of it to take and destroy who God created me to be. It ends tonight and a rebirth of character will emerge from these forty days. It will not be easy, it will test me beyond my expectation. With strength, prayer and dedication &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will persevere&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not Catholic, I just thought I'd make it clear. I am a Christian striving for passion, purity and purpose; all in the name of Jesus Christ. Sacrifice is obedience; it is also a test of character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask for prayer during these forty days. Every prayer will mean a lot to me, and I greatly appreciated everyone who has been praying for me. I love you all. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will also be updating how it is going, just so I can look back and see progress. Also, for all my lovely blog readers to see how God has been moving in my life while I pursue Lent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2038736649731385162?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2038736649731385162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2038736649731385162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2038736649731385162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2038736649731385162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2234653744202363342</id><published>2009-02-23T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:41:01.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a long time.&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd throw that in there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, My days of been filled with chaos, stress, frustration, writing and music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've written about 15 songs in the past 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is good, and he's putting songs into my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post them once I feel more confident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALSO. SALSA-CHEESE BAKED CHICKEN RECIPE COMING SOON. &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/2495773102581513404-2234653744202363342?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2234653744202363342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2234653744202363342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2234653744202363342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2234653744202363342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3351751465934910676</id><published>2009-02-10T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:48:21.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Week</title><content type='html'>There's only a week left in the scholarship competition.&lt;div&gt;Please share the link and get me votes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll love you foreverrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; 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| &lt;a href="http://www.brickfish.com/Pages/PropagationMain.frss?qsi=8102910" target="_blank"&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.brickfish.com/FlashServices/ClickToContent.frss?qsi=8102909" target="_blank"&gt;Details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brickfish.com?=PP_BFLogo_399" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brickfish.com/Media/Images/Propagation/6.0/pbbround.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2495773102581513404-3351751465934910676?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3351751465934910676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3351751465934910676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3351751465934910676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3351751465934910676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-week.html' title='Just a Week'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1279531952223439409</id><published>2009-02-09T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:22:00.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A woman's heart should be so hidden in God, that a man has to seek Him to find her.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-1279531952223439409?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1279531952223439409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1279531952223439409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1279531952223439409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1279531952223439409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2507400908495430679</id><published>2009-02-07T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:02:02.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.3pt 56.65pt 85.0pt 113.35pt 141.7pt 170.05pt 198.4pt 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I came across a comment today that really sparked something inside me. I won't post the actual comment. However, I will describe it lightly. It talked about how ‘they’ believe in Christ, but they think that they are never judged. Thus, leading them into a life of partying, cussing and irresponsibility. I'm not judging at all, I'm just stating the facts. Then they go around to say that ‘he’ will never judge them. I'm pretty sure God is insulted by the fact that they put his name in quotes. They also go on to say that they want to show people that it's okay to live a free lifestyle, because God doesn't judge. That's their message to the world. It’s pathetic how people can believe such egotistical, self-seeking things. Of course God will judge, in fact he is the only one that can and will judge; yet people refuse to admit that. They believe that Christianity is a one-way deal where you can accept salvation and simply forget it, without making any effort into becoming a better person. The world breaks my heart, it breaks my heart even more for them to know salvation only to reject it and then exploit the Lord's name in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.3pt 56.65pt 85.0pt 113.35pt 141.7pt 170.05pt 198.4pt 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;God save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-2507400908495430679?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2507400908495430679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2507400908495430679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2507400908495430679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2507400908495430679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/judgement.html' title='Judgement'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7077524199198324561</id><published>2009-02-05T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:06:56.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester</title><content type='html'>I started the new semester this week. Geography I aced. :] I got 100%, even though I had no idea what I was talking about. Entrepreneurship was definitely interesting. I dropped French 11 for Accounting. In math, that tends me to be my strongest point. CALCULUS MAKES SENSE! This is unbelievable to me, I understand the concepts and I'm getting everything right. God is good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, an update in the previous math situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I passed. :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Report Card:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History: A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English: B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;French: A+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math: C-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God, that I didn't fail. He knew my heart, and gave me the 2.8 percent I ended to get me to a passing grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7077524199198324561?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7077524199198324561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7077524199198324561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7077524199198324561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7077524199198324561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-semester.html' title='New Semester'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-3474933439598950637</id><published>2009-02-04T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:18:05.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;My soul has never had this feeling.&lt;div&gt;It feels like gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&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;Every time I think about seeing him listed in a relationship; a weird joy erupts form within. A smile appears on my face. I feel like laughing, it's happy laugher. Laugher that releases the burden. This burden caused too much confusion, denial, pain and tears. Good riddance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-3474933439598950637?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/3474933439598950637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=3474933439598950637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3474933439598950637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/3474933439598950637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/gold.html' title='Gold'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-1497089070116610260</id><published>2009-02-04T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:36:06.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally: Part Deux</title><content type='html'>First off, I'll start off about the boy.&lt;div&gt;I mentioned in earlier blogs that I was over him. However, that was not true. Today it has officially ended. I'm happier than ever to get over a guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few years ago, we had a 'Godly relationship' talk with our teachers at my school. My teacher when she was 16, had in mind what we wanted in a boy. From his body build, to his hair and his voice. She wanted someone who was medium suit to suit her, dark hair to contrast her blonde, and an accent. Well, that's exactly what she got. By the way, this wasn't based on looks, but it's an example of showing how specific God is. She has her perfect boy, and she's happy. Now, involving my scenario I have my boy set in my mind. I know what qualities that I &lt;i&gt; need &lt;/i&gt; in him, so he is my better half. I want a boy with the most gorgeous, blue/green eyes anyone has seen. Slim to fit me, taller cause I'm just really petite, hair to side ( i like emo hair, get over it) and okay..  I love cute boys with nose rings. I KNOW IT'S WEIRD, BUT I THINK IT'S HOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This boy, had nothing of those. Also, he didn't have the qualities I wanted in a boy. Yet, it seemed like I was forcing myself into something that I knew was a waste of my time. He led a lifestyle, that I don't want. I have a career I want, and when I pictured myself with him... He was hindering it. He swore like a sailor, drank till the end of tomorrow and smoked his cares away. I knew this, yet I refused to use to get over him. I think because I love the feeling on liking someone, I forced myself into it. Ladies, it's dangerous... please don't do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I finally saw he was in a relationship. I smiled, thanked God and simply closed the page. Before, I would cry and flip out. Yet, this was my sign from God saying that I could do better; so much better, because I deserve better.  This is the second time it has happened, and it started when I started to pray more. I told God to give me the right heart and wisdom to see and know. Since then, I can tell immediately and what was oblivious is now my natural instinct. God is good, and my boy is on his way. I know this is a prayer that was answered perfectly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to him, I'm happy for you. I wish you all the best. &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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So in this hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything I do&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will be all for this moment&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything is for you&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is open&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And will end&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much feeling of my soul&lt;br /&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2495773102581513404-1497089070116610260?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/1497089070116610260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=1497089070116610260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1497089070116610260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/1497089070116610260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-part-deux.html' title='Finally: Part Deux'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-4231709702839570677</id><published>2009-02-01T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:38:12.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I just looked at my last blog. Nothing came out as I wanted it too.&lt;div&gt;I've been writing lyrics for the past few days, and I feel a release now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had words stored up in me, all week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been attempting to blog them but they never came out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failure is my biggest fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God needed me to confront that, for me to grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've met my fear face-to-face, and I'm no longer afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. superbowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;GO CARDINALS!&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/2495773102581513404-4231709702839570677?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/4231709702839570677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=4231709702839570677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4231709702839570677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/4231709702839570677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/02/confusion.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6607818397906623027</id><published>2009-01-27T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:38:49.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Inconsistent Me, Crying Out For Consistency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I got the horrifying results to my math final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;35%, and it brought down my total grade to a %40-something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My heart broke to see the number, then it hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I could fail and screw graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've always been honor roll, what's wrong with me this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;40? I GET 80% ALL THE TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There is more to me than my music, grades, designs and photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They don't define who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need to stop trying to control everything myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need to stop with 2387438 goals, and just stick to what is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need consistency, with those around me, my work, my faith and my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've crumbled, and I need to be mended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For the first time, I crawled underneath my sheets, put 'when i go down' and 'let it all out' by relient k and just cried out to God. I cried for 20 minutes, real tears that left me breathless. Matt Thiessen has the the perfect song. Through all my hardest moments, these have brought me to humble ground. I am human, I screw up and I have the nature to reject that. I can't do that, God needs to break me in order for the 'new' me to be born. I am giving myself to him, in my best efforts, completely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I NEED YOU, GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;YOU ARE MY CONSISTENCY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'M CRYING OUT, OH GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;PLEASE, HEAR MY PLEA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:24px;"&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/2495773102581513404-6607818397906623027?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6607818397906623027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6607818397906623027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6607818397906623027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6607818397906623027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-inconsistent-me-crying-out-for.html' title='Oh Inconsistent Me, Crying Out For Consistency'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-2740064633203621294</id><published>2009-01-21T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:31:09.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are the rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 20 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I tend to be very blunt when I met new people, I think it earns me respect....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't like people in my room, it's mine and only for me. Go hang out in the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have 'shirley temple' ringlets, as my natural hair and I hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I lose respect for people, easily. Once I see them in a new light, it will never change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I think no one really likes me, and they only talk to me out of pity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) My heart breaks for old people. Just seeing them, and how helpless they are... my heart goes out to them so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I've already picked names for my kids. I only want two, one boy and one girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I tend to realize if a guy is worth my time in about four days. So far, none of them have been worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I don't care what anyone says about it, I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; LOVE boys with 'emo' hair.. you know, with bangs to the side. *teenie &lt;33333*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) One of my biggest pet peeves is people eat with their mouths open and loud, open gum chewing. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) The smell of coffee gives me a headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) My weight fluctuates from 85 pounds to 100 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) I have a thing for Ohio bands. I don't know why, but I do... since 2002. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) I only like my grades if they are above 90%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) My favourite food ever is... 6 inch: cold cut combo on parmesan from subway. with extra mayo and jalapenos and everything on it except tomatoes. AND MY 32 OUNCE DRINK OF STRAWBERRY FRUITOPIA. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I hate when people spell my name wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Regardless if they are sellouts, Paramore has (in my opinion) one of the best female vocalists ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Grapefruit soda, is amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;19) I don't like my church, because of how Christianity is shoved down your throat. I like my school Bible sessions on Wednesday, I learn so much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;20) I have more online friends that I can have real, deep conversations with. I wish I had that with the people I physically know. &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/2495773102581513404-2740064633203621294?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/2740064633203621294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=2740064633203621294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2740064633203621294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/2740064633203621294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/01/20-facts.html' title='20 Facts'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7674923614960701358</id><published>2009-01-18T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:47:13.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch x 384732</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friday night I went to church with my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were up in a group praying and all of a sudden, I got a massive stabbing pain in my knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I sat down and the pastor, my teacher and friend prayed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After that, I have to limp to get anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have bruises all over, both legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My right knee is swollen and slightly purple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My muscles are sore and constantly tired so I can't even put my knee joint perfectly straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I tried and my knee quivers and I end up losing my balance and falling over. (it's not funny.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So for now, I have to put all my weight on my  left hip, but!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;November (07), I fell at work and I managed to give my left hip a pinched nerve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never got it fixed because of school, work and church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But now, it's just making matters worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And this week is finals. AH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Prayer would be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;i'd be so happy. :]]]]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I won't be able to play hockey for the next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And if I don't play.. (I'm captain), my team will definitely lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I haven't done any work this weekend because I can't even find a place to 'relax'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sleeping hurts, walking, standing and even sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ARGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but yes, pray. it would definitely mean a lot. &lt;/span&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/2495773102581513404-7674923614960701358?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7674923614960701358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7674923614960701358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7674923614960701358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7674923614960701358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch-x-384732.html' title='Ouch x 384732'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-6379521444680540343</id><published>2009-01-17T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:54:31.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destroy My Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey what you got you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Anything that I'm gonna say right now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not so sure why I'm here and why I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Keep on hanging 'round right now&lt;br /&gt;Not that I do it now or any day&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just get burned out&lt;br /&gt;About lots of things and well just doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me something good you got it and&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm confused and do I break into two&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey what you got something bad and I want it&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know its wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be blessed cause I know this so I can't have that&lt;br /&gt;So I can show I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;Man I don't wanna be able to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Be able to see what's become&lt;br /&gt;of the wars of this world&lt;br /&gt;and the wars from my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me something good you got it and&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm confused and I bruise yes I do so tell me how about you&lt;br /&gt;So please just tell me something good you got it and&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby and race me and maybe we'll just find ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanna be I wanna be like that mountain&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stand taller and bigger than rest&lt;br /&gt;See I just wanna be it a guy who wins all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a big star a king and rule my own life&lt;br /&gt;And God I know that it's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So please just make my heart right&lt;br /&gt;Inside and destroy my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So you can tell me something good you got it &lt;br /&gt;Why I am so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm confused and I bruise yes I do so tell me how about you&lt;br /&gt;So please just tell me something good you got it and&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so misunderstood cuz I wanna know this&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby and race me and maybe we'll just find ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey what you got something bad and I want it&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know its wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-6379521444680540343?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/6379521444680540343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=6379521444680540343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6379521444680540343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/6379521444680540343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-what-you-got-you-dont-know-anything.html' title='Destroy My Pride'/><author><name>He calls me Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09251851127741302350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgbEHwXmkiQ/TLi6Mm6cXvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8W0Y0cOExIE/S220/Picture+4-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495773102581513404.post-7565928851329694695</id><published>2009-01-17T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:35:39.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb myspace.</title><content type='html'>You comment several people, it's okay if they take a few days to reply.&lt;div&gt;But it's a different thing when they reply to people right before and after you... and they completely disregard your comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to delete people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2495773102581513404-7565928851329694695?l=natahshaftw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natahshaftw.blogspot.com/feeds/7565928851329694695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2495773102581513404&amp;postID=7565928851329694695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7565928851329694695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2495773102581513404/posts/default/7565928851329694695'/><link rel='alternate' 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