<?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-5476431</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:05:43.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What lives in my Brain</title><subtitle type='html'>Wanna know what goes on in my mind? BEWARE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107756653402101718</id><published>2004-02-23T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T15:04:14.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINDING NEMO QUOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory: Ahh. Something's got me. &lt;br /&gt;Marlin: That's just me. &lt;br /&gt;Dory: Who are you? &lt;br /&gt;Marlin: [exasperated] Who am I? Who do you think? &lt;br /&gt;Dory: Are... are you my conscience? &lt;br /&gt;Marlin: [sighs] Yes, I'm your conscience. We haven't spoken for a while. How have you been? &lt;br /&gt;Dory: Eh, can't complain. &lt;br /&gt;Marlin: Good. Now, do you see anything? &lt;br /&gt;Dory: [angler fish's light approaches] Yes, I see... a light. Hey, conscience, am I dead? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW THIS RIGHT HERE IS THE TRUTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory: What is it with men and asking for directions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW THIS SOUNDS LIKE A BREAKUP LINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlin: It's because I like you, I don't want to be with you. It's a complicated emotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUISHY SQUISHY&lt;br /&gt;Dory: I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I EAT FISH TOO....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel: Hi there. Sorry if I took a snap at you at one time. Fish gotta swim, birds gotta eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK THIS RIGHT HERE IS OBSESSIVE PSYCHOTIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles: Bubbles. Bubbles. My bubbles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THAT DORY IS A FISH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory: Hello. My name is Dory. I don't think I've ever eaten a fish. &lt;br /&gt;[the sharks applaud] &lt;br /&gt;Dory: Whew. Glad I got that off my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEA..they are talking about the ocean...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles: So, the Big Blue. What's it like? &lt;br /&gt;Nemo: Umm... big... and blue? &lt;br /&gt;Bubbles: I knew it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS WHAT PEOPLE SAY TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlin: Something's wrong with you, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107756653402101718?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107756653402101718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107756653402101718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107756653402101718' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107755847396998310</id><published>2004-02-23T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T12:49:53.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha the only reason i wanna start writing in this again is so that i can put some COOL finding nemo quotes in here! cuz im a dork...and cuz i love finding nemo...yes cristina the dork...DEAL WITH IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107755847396998310?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107755847396998310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107755847396998310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107755847396998310' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107108745678319504</id><published>2003-12-10T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T15:18:22.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059385431_ktoptarzan.jpg" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktoptarzan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tarzan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107108745678319504?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107108745678319504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107108745678319504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107108745678319504' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107099604598175094</id><published>2003-12-09T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T13:54:50.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://members.tripod.com/~lklivingston/caesar/3-2.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107099604598175094?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107099604598175094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107099604598175094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107099604598175094' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107092001502618329</id><published>2003-12-08T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T16:47:38.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY DADDY!! HE IS SO SILLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:44:19 PM): hello, goodby I am late ... for a very important date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto response from Crzycubnnana (2:44:20 PM): bye...go away...leave me along....i like being antisocial...can u tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:45:12 PM): OK OK OK ... Jeez whizz, do not be so cranky. I thought that was MY THING! &lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:45:29 PM): Anyway, just to tell you I love you and wish you have a nice day,&lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:46:21 PM): DAD DAD DAD :-)from the Bahamas, in a pool sipping on a Margarita 8-)&lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:47:19 PM): I wish! &lt;br /&gt;Estherod (2:47:29 PM): Bye, love, DAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107092001502618329?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107092001502618329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107092001502618329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107092001502618329' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-107059887484452725</id><published>2003-12-04T23:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T22:31:52.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! ITS SNOWING up here in good ol boone! BRRRRRR! its COLD! but it sure is pretty! Now whats the best part about snow??? SNOWFLAKES! yeah thats right! so check out this cool site! YOU CAN MAKE SNOWFLAKES! NO SERIOUSLY! go check it out! NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snowflakes.lookandfeel.com/"&gt;http://snowflakes.lookandfeel.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-107059887484452725?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107059887484452725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/107059887484452725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107059887484452725' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106926401878474955</id><published>2003-11-19T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T13:20:36.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE STORY OF MY CAR....&lt;br /&gt;so i wake up this morning expecting it to be just a normal dreary rainy day. I walk to class and during my first class my friend RYAN tells me that the 1st floor of the parking deck is flooded like a foot high. I realize that my car is parked on the first level. I didnt know how bad it was so i finished up class then headed on over to the parking deck. What i found was close to chaos. The first floor did in fact have a foot of water. And guess who's car was smack dab in the middle of it. MINE. The water was up over the front of the car. But since im in boone and everything is on an incline the back of the car was a tad bit higher up so no water got into the tailpipe. The prob is that they were still letting people drive into the parking deck. Which meant that the water around my car kept moving and slushing around higher when a car would drive by. Which did not make my situation any better. So i talked to some REALLY nice parking attendent guys there who were very helpful. THey told me to walk out to my car and try to move it. Well this is easier said then done. there was a good foot of water...cold water...my poor feet are still freezing cuz of that water...so i get out to my car and the water almost up to the top of my shins!! the doors opened fined the water wasnt that high but when i looked inside my car i almost cried. there was water about 2-3 inches high inside my car. Dirty brown icky water. i wasnt about to move my car! i was scared it would mess up with all that water in there. SO i asked one of the attendent guys to move it for me. and he moved it out of the parking deck. While i let it sit there and drain for a while i had to go and file a police report AND call my insurance company. Now i gotta wait for an adjustor to come and asses the damage and so on. ARG. so all the water wouldnt drain out so i had owen help me scoop what was left out with a cup. THat water was NASTY. My car is now sitting on the 5th floor of the parking deck soaked with water. its gonna SMELL...just my luck huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106926401878474955?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106926401878474955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106926401878474955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106926401878474955' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106908585909802929</id><published>2003-11-17T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T11:18:01.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kind of like someone rolling around in dirt and claiming to be dressed as a Cuban?&lt;br /&gt;Cubans aren't dirty, we had to swim through 90 miles of caribbean to get here. It's like a long shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106908585909802929?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106908585909802929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106908585909802929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106908585909802929' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106891906964002983</id><published>2003-11-15T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T12:58:09.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what wonderful conversations my brother and i have...if u dont know spanish and therefore cant understand this...i pity you...becuase it is the most basic spanish ive EVER seen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ProCircut250F (12:50:53 PM): yo know un poco espanol&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (12:50:53 PM): cool&lt;br /&gt;ProCircut250F (12:51:14 PM): yo soy muy guapo&lt;br /&gt;ProCircut250F (12:51:22 PM): y fuerto&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (12:51:43 PM): tu eres loco en la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;ProCircut250F (12:52:07 PM): tu madre&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (12:52:22 PM): mi madre es su madre&lt;br /&gt;ProCircut250F (12:53:40 PM): mi nueve zapitos es muy blanco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106891906964002983?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106891906964002983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106891906964002983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106891906964002983' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106887573248713111</id><published>2003-11-15T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T00:56:17.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took THIS UNDERWEAR quiz....&lt;a href="http://www.allthetests.com/quiz06/dasquiztd.php3?testid=1059185240"&gt;http://www.allthetests.com/quiz06/dasquiztd.php3?testid=1059185240&lt;/a&gt; and i got THESE results! HOW COOL AM I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your 53 % you are: Congrats, you are panties. Like your brother the boxers you are varied but still very attractive. You sometimes peak out at us and tempt us with your low-cut edges. You are incredibly popular and despite what the boys say, they all wish they were wearing you. And we wish they would take us off... I mean, whoa, who said that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have almost become this: &lt;br /&gt;With your 27 % you are: Congrats, you are g-strings. You keep irritating us and we keep coming back for more. You have us in the palm of your hands with your skimpy lines and innuendoes. We hate you, you big whore! We refuse to wear you no matter how much the boxers beg, no, no, we will resist! You skanky bastard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that you are not at all: &lt;br /&gt;With your 13 % you are: Congrats, you are cotton briefs. You ride up, you're bulky, and you have no sense of humor. People only wear you when they run out of all the good stuff. You're boring but you find that it really doesn't matter because everybody owns at least one pair of you. You never have sex but that’s ok because you are the peaceful little center of the universe that everything revolves around. Too bad the universe is going to implode in on itself eventually... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.allthetests.com/quiz06/dasquiztd.php3?testid=1059185240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106887573248713111?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106887573248713111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106887573248713111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887573248713111' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106851347639487045</id><published>2003-11-10T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:17:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/141608_guard27.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need this for later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106851347639487045?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106851347639487045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106851347639487045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106851347639487045' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106774934001176647</id><published>2003-11-02T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:02:18.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.picturesof.net/_gallery/_Plants/_PAGES/pictures_of_roses_00205181638.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need this for later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106774934001176647?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106774934001176647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106774934001176647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106774934001176647' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106744353923508539</id><published>2003-10-29T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T11:05:38.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alice from alice in wonderland: If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see. And contary-wise, what I see is not what it is but what I have construed it to be. Therefore, if I want to see what it is I will not look but shut my eyes. (by Jorge Rodriguez)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106744353923508539?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106744353923508539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106744353923508539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106744353923508539' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106729008083288388</id><published>2003-10-27T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T23:51:23.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CUBAN JOKES....why do i like to make fun of myself!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A French guy, an American guy and a Cuban guy are standing on a cliff. The French guy throws a case of fine wine off the cliff. "Why did you do that?" asked the other men. "We have plenty of fine wine in France, " said the man. Next, the Cuban guy throws a box of fine cigars off the cliff. "Why did you do that?" asked the other men. "We have plenty of cigars in Cuba, " said the Cuban man. Finally, the American man picks up the Cuban man and threw' him off the cliff. "What did you do that for?" asked the French man. "We have plenty of Cubans in America, " answered the American man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH I LIKE THIS ONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;BUT PLEASE DISREGARD THE REST OF THIS SITE CUZ ITS A LITTLE DIRTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redhothumor.com/funpages/cubans.shtml"&gt;http://www.redhothumor.com/funpages/cubans.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you fit 40 &lt;br /&gt;cubans into a telephone booth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL THEM IT FLOATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why don't Cubans take showers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Because they are always washing up on shore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106729008083288388?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106729008083288388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106729008083288388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106729008083288388' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106683502478694153</id><published>2003-10-22T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T11:03:44.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM GOING HOME! YAY! well ok first to greensboro....THEN IM GOING HOME! and i get to see ALL my friends! Well not all of them....but some of the most important ones! YAY! fun times for all! whoo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106683502478694153?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106683502478694153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106683502478694153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106683502478694153' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106683497151213414</id><published>2003-10-22T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T11:02:51.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There'll be a Marlins Victory&lt;br /&gt;When cross the field the f'n Yankees have fled&lt;br /&gt;Cheer the Fish to victory&lt;br /&gt;For we are FLORIDIANS BORN AND BRED (Rah! Rah! Rah!)&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory to Miami&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will live with thee&lt;br /&gt;Swing! Hit! Smack for the teal and black &lt;br /&gt;World Series Victory! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106683497151213414?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106683497151213414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106683497151213414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106683497151213414' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106616963091001572</id><published>2003-10-14T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T18:13:50.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke eachother with straws." &lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106616963091001572?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106616963091001572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106616963091001572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106616963091001572' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106607212432143388</id><published>2003-10-13T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T15:31:05.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok read this IM convo and tell me how dumb this is. Why i would be so immature as to do anything like this. AND who has heard me talk about dave in the past year? hmmmm. NO ONE.....the past is the past...get over it already....i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i know no one is gonna do this but just to keep myself safe dont go Iming the SN cuz i changed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cubnNaNa: who do u smoke with?&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i used to smoke with my old roommate justin&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: dave wont touch it&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: and then i smoked a bit when i was in LA over the &lt;br /&gt;summer for like 2 days&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: but not for a long time&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: dont really miss it either&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: yeah i knew justin smoked&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: figured dave wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: its good u dont miss it&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: crap to get addicted too&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: lots of people up here do it&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: hippie school&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: haha&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: yeah i figured as much&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: so dave got some hate IM the other day, is it anyone &lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: what?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: not that i know off&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: what was it?&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i dont remember, there was something in it to make us &lt;br /&gt;think it was you or one of your friends that hates dave&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: seriously?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: it wasnt me&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i promise&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i have nothing against him&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: plus why would i wait this long to say something to him&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: and at this point if i was gonna say anything to him it &lt;br /&gt;would be about how he is doin and stufff&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: what SN was it from?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: do u remember?&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: nope&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i dont remember much&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i figured if you knew anything you would remember, if &lt;br /&gt;you didnt you would not know what i am talking about&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: that seems to be the case&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: u dont think i did it do u?&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i cant see why you would waste your time&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i cant even see the point of doing something like that&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: its just immature&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i mean i didnt even do that after we broke up&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: and if any point it woulda been then that i woulda done &lt;br /&gt;it if i was that immature&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i know, its cool i was just asking&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: i really dont want yall to think it was me&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: and he obviouslt does cuz he blocked one of my SN&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: if u find out what the SN was can u tell me&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: cuz if it was one of my friends then i wanna know&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: tho i dont see how it could be cuz i havent talked about &lt;br /&gt;dave for a long time&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: well i dont know&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: dave said he blocked all the names from yur school&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: he didnt have mine blocked&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: he had my sinck123 blocked&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: but not this one&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: why would he do that&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: does he still hate me that much?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: nah nevermind&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: u dont even have to answer that&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: it wasnt me&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: thats all i have to say i guess&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: he doesnt hate you come on&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: haha alright&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: thats harsh tho&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: how is that harsh?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: to block all the people from here?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: why would he do that?&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i don tknow&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: :-) ok&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: well i am off to bed&lt;br /&gt;mattmore: i will talk to you soon&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: alright&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa: night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS WHAT LISA SAID ABOUT IT! GET THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!?!?!?  That is so weird!  First off, I bet dave didn't block your one&lt;br /&gt;screen name because he wants you to know he blocked your other!  It's his freaky power trip, do you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I doubt he even got a hate IM, and if he did, it had nothing to do with you!  Matt probably just was testing you and playing little mind games to see if you would say anything about Dave that would be of interest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, THE TWO OF THEM ARE NUTS!!  They are still freaking obsessed with all their X's, so they do things to get in their lives and just won't let it go! &lt;br /&gt;Girl, they are crazy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM...PROOF.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:18:19 PM): ok yea&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:18:39 PM): ok first of all i think matt is one of the most mature people i know&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:18:55 PM): alright&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:19:32 PM): he really has no problems with his ex's the thing is most of them are annoying and he is too mature for them&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:19:38 PM): that my thought&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:20:07 PM): dave yea dave is mature but really has some issues with women i think&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:20:28 PM): what do u mean&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:21:02 PM): cuz really lost of times when he was going out with you i wanted to hit him for putting you though all that crap and it really hurt to see someone i cared about get crapped on like dave did to you&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:21:20 PM): yeah but thats over&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:21:28 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:21:40 PM): i just dont get this whole hate IM thing&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:21:49 PM): why would they thinkg that me or one of my friends would do that&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:22:01 PM): no but dave might&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:22:13 PM): but why?&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:22:17 PM): im sure matt was like uh ill give it a try&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:22:23 PM): ugh&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:22:32 PM): i havent even thought about him in like a year&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:22:50 PM): well i mean not like in a big way just like well i dont know who it could be&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:23:07 PM): and matt was like mabey cristina or somethin&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:23:11 PM): yeah&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:23:16 PM): i wouldnt take it personally&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:23:20 PM): im not&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:23:34 PM): i dunno i just didnt think they would still be blaming me for everything&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:23:52 PM): but i just wanted to know what u thought about it&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:24:20 PM): no i doubt that they blamed you at all&lt;br /&gt;suds682 (3:24:41 PM): i bet they just didnt know who to blame and matt just happend to think abou tit&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:24:48 PM): yeah i guess&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:25:42 PM): well thanks for talkin to me about it&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (3:25:46 PM): i just didnt know what to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106607212432143388?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106607212432143388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106607212432143388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106607212432143388' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106547462689195265</id><published>2003-10-06T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T17:10:26.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIMPLE PLAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up it was seven &lt;br /&gt;I Waited till eleven &lt;br /&gt;Just to figure out that no one would call. &lt;br /&gt;I think I got a lot of friends &lt;br /&gt;But I don't hear from them. &lt;br /&gt;What's another night all alone? &lt;br /&gt;When your spending every day on your own &lt;br /&gt;And here it goes .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and life is a nighmare &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a kid and i know that it's not fair &lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares cause im alone and the world &lt;br /&gt;is havin' more fun then me tongiht &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe when the night is dead &lt;br /&gt;I'll crawl into my bed &lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at these four walls again &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to think about the last time &lt;br /&gt;I had a good time, &lt;br /&gt;Eveyone's got somewhere to go &lt;br /&gt;And their gonna leave me here on my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me? &lt;br /&gt;Don't fit in with anybody &lt;br /&gt;How did this happen to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;And eveynight is the worst night ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106547462689195265?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106547462689195265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106547462689195265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106547462689195265' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106547019954935770</id><published>2003-10-06T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T15:56:39.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STOLEN FROM ANNIE'S PROFILE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend in Asbury, Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five iron frenzy + goodwill + midway, kentucky shirts + that 70's show (the musical) + MORE goodwill + downtown lexington + UK + transylvania university + joe's crab shack + "being cute must be a prerequisite for working here." + the gay shirt guy who was flirting with us? + walmart + ale 8 + guachips + "um, hello, have you SEEN me?" + phase 10 + madgabe + THE NEWSIES + the disappointing Salvation Army lunch + pictures + Lincoln Mark VII with the hydraulics + "sonic screwed us over" + JODI + CRISTINA + ANNIE = MUCHO FUN WEEKEND!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106547019954935770?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything and start over with me&lt;br /&gt;would you take my hand and never let me go&lt;br /&gt;promise me you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stars aren't out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;but neither are we to look up at them&lt;br /&gt;why does hello feel like goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;these memories can't replace,&lt;br /&gt;these wishes i wished and these dreams i chased&lt;br /&gt;take this broken heart and make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i lost everything when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;i thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;you're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be the one to say&lt;br /&gt;please don't, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fall asleep tonight, cuz' that brings me closer to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106496491578696120?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106496491578696120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106496491578696120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106496491578696120' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106484514370784039</id><published>2003-09-29T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T10:19:03.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>punkstomper:-D&lt;br /&gt;punkstomper: it did make my night&lt;br /&gt;punkstomper: and my day&lt;br /&gt;punkstomper: and my tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;punkstomper: and my next day&lt;br /&gt;punkstomper: and this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106484514370784039?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106484514370784039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106484514370784039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106484514370784039' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106480796978966826</id><published>2003-09-28T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T23:59:29.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lisa Lu NC: sometimes you just love someone so much that you can't do anything about the long distance&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NC: you can't leave them, so you have to deal with it&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NC: it overpowers you&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubn: what do u mean?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU: even though you said you wouldn't do a long distance, sometimes you can't control fate, it just makes you love someone so much that you will stay with them no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what....ill be here for you.....no matter where u might go or what u might do.....im behind u 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO IM NOT TALKING ABOUT LISA :) haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106480796978966826?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106480796978966826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106480796978966826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106480796978966826' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106458805218373992</id><published>2003-09-26T10:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T10:54:12.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lisa Lu NCSU: cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!  cristina loves owen, lisa loves wes!&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU: just thought i would let you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>punkstomper: hehe, I just can't get enough of you, I'm off to class now, but just wanted to say that I LUUUUUUV you :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt be happier :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106443340013468107?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106443340013468107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106443340013468107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106443340013468107' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106437606075785379</id><published>2003-09-24T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T00:01:00.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae.  The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106437606075785379?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106437606075785379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106437606075785379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106437606075785379' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106436037619085414</id><published>2003-09-23T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T11:04:38.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>      Etain smiled. "Were it not that you understood my meaning, and answered correctly, you had been less your lord."&lt;br /&gt;       "Had i been less my lord," said Aeron Queen of Kelts very softly, and now she too was smiling, "No matter what help your own lord had given me, i had levelled your palace to the ground and sown the earth of it with salt and fenced it round with cold iron, and you and all your folk to be scattered whistling down the wind for an age and an age of this world."&lt;br /&gt;Exerpt from The Throne of Scone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106436037619085414?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106436037619085414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106436037619085414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106436037619085414' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106420691402760629</id><published>2003-09-22T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T01:01:54.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What Dreams Are Made Of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?&lt;br /&gt;I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile and i go&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;i would never want to miss this&lt;br /&gt;cuz in my heart i know what this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;I've got somewhere i belong&lt;br /&gt;I've got somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what life is about?&lt;br /&gt;You could search the world and never figure it out&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to sail all the oceans&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;happiness is no mystery and&lt;br /&gt;here now it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;(This is what dreams are made of)&lt;br /&gt;shout to the sky&lt;br /&gt;(This is what dreams are made of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i see u smile and i go&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my life was duller&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's technicolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now)&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now)&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106420691402760629?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106420691402760629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106420691402760629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106420691402760629' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106398136398782595</id><published>2003-09-19T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T10:22:43.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love in Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to find my way through darkening wells&lt;br /&gt;of raindrop fantasies, and snowfall love.&lt;br /&gt;To find my mystery and where it dwells,&lt;br /&gt;searching softly as angels fly above.&lt;br /&gt;Am I so sworn to bear this burning heart&lt;br /&gt;that fills with hopes of earning yearning dreams?&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt to have loved her but from the start&lt;br /&gt;I will need more than fairy tales it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Although my hunger and rumbling lust&lt;br /&gt;do curse at unrelenting consciousness,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find my truth amidst the dust&lt;br /&gt;and dreams of hollow empty heartedness.&lt;br /&gt;So from this sleep of fleeting hearts I rise&lt;br /&gt;and find my truth in your heart lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Owen Gray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106398136398782595?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106398136398782595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106398136398782595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398136398782595' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106332524454307794</id><published>2003-09-11T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T20:07:24.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is why i miss my Cary Friends.....CUZ WE ARE NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:42:18 PM): why do guys take so long to go poopie?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:42:49 PM): cuz they eat to much and get constipated?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:43:07 PM): ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:43:11 PM): do you take a long time?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:43:18 PM): cause i just go, but wes sits and sits in there&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:02 PM): no i just go&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:44:07 PM): ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:44:10 PM): we are strange&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:15 PM): no we arent!&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:20 PM): the boys are the ones who are strange!&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:32 PM): they have too much poop for their owen good&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:34 PM): HAHA&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:35 PM): owen&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:36 PM): OWN&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:44:41 PM): i have owen on the mind&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:44:59 PM): ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:45:01 PM): owen good&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:45:03 PM): that's too fun&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:45:05 PM): funny&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:45:06 PM): i mean&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:46:01 PM): i dont know if he poops alot&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:46:17 PM): i havent really ever had to sit there and wait for him&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:46:25 PM): tho his farts do smell bad every now and then&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:46:53 PM): ha ha, wes has stinky farts!!!&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:47:56 PM): iwwww&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:48:06 PM): most boys do&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:48:11 PM): i cant figure out why tho&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:48:17 PM): i mean OURS dont smell that bad!&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:48:20 PM): i know&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:48:24 PM): not that bad!!&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:49:43 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:50:08 PM): we are so odd sometimes&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:50:20 PM): no we are NOT&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:50:27 PM): we are NORMAL as bees eating honey&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:50:52 PM): ha ha ha, whatever, just keep tleling yourself that&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:51:51 PM): I AM NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:51:54 PM): I AM NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:51:56 PM): I AM NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:51:58 PM): I AM NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (7:52:02 PM): did it work?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:52:06 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lu NCSU (7:52:08 PM): i don't think so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106332524454307794?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106332524454307794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106332524454307794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106332524454307794' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106289597882685176</id><published>2003-09-06T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T20:52:58.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off Nina's profile...and girl! its HILARIOUS! haha someone should try it and tell me what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the store the other day, and I was in there for only about 5 minutes. When I came out there was a damn motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy, how about giving a guy a break?" He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn tires, so I called him a piece of horse dodo. He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for about 30 minutes. The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner. I try to have a little fun each day. It's important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106289597882685176?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106289597882685176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106289597882685176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106289597882685176' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106277271120009451</id><published>2003-09-05T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T10:38:31.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Message. &lt;br /&gt;Shabbat Shalom, Rabbi Michael Gold &lt;br /&gt;PARSHAT KEE TETZE &lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE ON THE FRINGES &lt;br /&gt;"You shall not abuse a needy and destitute laborer, whether a fellow &lt;br /&gt;countryman or a stranger in one of the communities of your land." &lt;br /&gt;(Deuteronomy 24:14) &lt;br /&gt;I saw a fascinating movie this week called Dirty Pretty Things. Set in &lt;br /&gt;London, it shows the world of illegal immigrants and others living at the &lt;br /&gt;fringes of society. The story revolves around a doctor from Nigeria, now forced to &lt;br /&gt;drive a taxi by day and work in a seedy hotel by night. He chews medicinal &lt;br /&gt;roots to stay awake. He befriends a young Turkish woman who works as a hotel &lt;br /&gt;maid, and then in a sweat shop. The story takes off when the doctor discovers &lt;br /&gt;some shady happenings in the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;One scene in particular greatly moved me. Someone asks the doctor, "Who &lt;br /&gt;are you people?" He answers rather sadly, "We are the people you don't even &lt;br /&gt;notice. We are the ones who drive you places, who clean up after you." They &lt;br /&gt;are the ones who do the work that most of us do not want to do. Every &lt;br /&gt;society has those living on the fringes, those who pick our vegetables, clean our &lt;br /&gt;homes, sew our clothes, do much of the work many of us do not want to do. And &lt;br /&gt;we barely notice them. &lt;br /&gt;In this week's portion we read more laws than any other portion in the &lt;br /&gt;Torah. They cover a variety of topics, both ethical and ritual, with no &lt;br /&gt;systematic order nor clear organization. They call for the people Israel, once they &lt;br /&gt;enter the land, to be a holy nation. And of course holiness is to uphold the &lt;br /&gt;highest ethical standard of behavior. Central to that vision is how society &lt;br /&gt;treats those living on the fringes. &lt;br /&gt;There are many such laws mentioned in the portion. Employers may not &lt;br /&gt;exploit a day laborer who depends on this wage to support himself or herself. A &lt;br /&gt;creditor may not enter a private home to take clothing belonging to the &lt;br /&gt;debtor. A runaway slave may not be forcibly returned to his owner. The body of a &lt;br /&gt;criminal executed may not be left out to be mocked overnight. And of course, &lt;br /&gt;special care must be taken for the widows and the orphans, those without &lt;br /&gt;clear means of support. &lt;br /&gt;The essence of these laws is that we are to see all our fellow human &lt;br /&gt;beings, even those on the fringes, as created in the image of God. All have a &lt;br /&gt;fundamental dignity and deserve to be treated with kindness and respect. Most &lt;br /&gt;important, we need to see the others, the people we do not even notice. &lt;br /&gt;Many of the people who read this message are in well-paying, highly &lt;br /&gt;respected professions. We are the managers in the corporate world, the physicians &lt;br /&gt;in the hospital, the lawyers in the office buildings, the professors on the &lt;br /&gt;campuses, the clergy in the synagogue and church. Do we even notice the support &lt;br /&gt;people who help us do our job? How do we treat the secretaries and other &lt;br /&gt;clerical workers, the health workers and technicians, the legal aids and &lt;br /&gt;couriers, the graduate students and teaching assistants, the religious school &lt;br /&gt;teachers? There is certainly a hierarchy out there. And equally important, how do &lt;br /&gt;we treat those on the bottom of the chain of authority, the food servers and &lt;br /&gt;maintenance workers and janitors? Do we even notice them? My question to those &lt;br /&gt;in the professional world is, do you know the name of the person who cleans &lt;br /&gt;your office? &lt;br /&gt;The Torah is teaching us that a society rises or falls based on how it &lt;br /&gt;treats those on the fringes. For years I have been giving advice to young &lt;br /&gt;people seeking a marriage partner. I have said, "Look at your dates. How do they &lt;br /&gt;treat subordinates? Not their boss but their employees. How do they treat &lt;br /&gt;the shop keeper in a store, the waitress in a restaurant, the doorman in a &lt;br /&gt;building? This will tell you far more about their values than hours of discussion &lt;br /&gt;about politics." &lt;br /&gt;The movie I saw this week moved me not simply because it was a dramatic &lt;br /&gt;story with good acting, but because it showed another side of a beautiful city, &lt;br /&gt;London. It is the side tourists do not want to see. But we need to see &lt;br /&gt;those on the fringes. For we cannot pretend to love God and ignore any of God's &lt;br /&gt;children. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106277271120009451?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106277271120009451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106277271120009451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106277271120009451' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106185365174477115</id><published>2003-08-25T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T19:20:51.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shoot man im MAJORLY stressin and i dont know why. its like i wanna calm down and let things work themselves out but for some reason my mind is just racing and there seems to be SO many things i gotta deal with and work out and when i try to sit down and think about it and work them out like i feel i need to my mind goes BLANK. needa stop stressin....dorm life is gonna be ok....i have all my life for an aparmtment right......stick with my major i might like it....deal with these stupid classes....deal with stupid people who only care about themselves.....JUST DEAL...like someone told me today....just go with it...believe me im trying! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106185365174477115?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106185365174477115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106185365174477115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185365174477115' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106181975193203262</id><published>2003-08-25T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T09:55:51.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright guys its been a while huh? Well im back up at school. chillin ya know the usual. Sadly...well no TRAGICALLY the internet is down in all the dorms. Which means i have NO way to get online unless i walk my sorry butt all the way over here to the Student union. But at least its something. Im so mad tho i NEED my internet. i swear im going thru withdrawel. yes yes time for CLASS. ugh.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106181975193203262?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106181975193203262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106181975193203262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106181975193203262' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106100728060766631</id><published>2003-08-16T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T00:14:40.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEMO.......thats all i gotta say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106100728060766631?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106100728060766631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106100728060766631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106100728060766631' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106100722959558419</id><published>2003-08-16T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T00:13:49.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im in good ol BOONERS!~ Got to go see arriane and tiff today and help um move in! im JEALOUS of their apartment yes i admit it buts its all good in the hood yo! ill get my chance someday right! holla! im missin my cary peeps already cuz i know i aint gonna see yall in forevers! We will keep the disney channel alive tho right maya! hehe. Nemo is lookin over my shoulder like a ragamuffin...i dont even know what that is but its the first thing that came into my head. I AM NOT A WEIRDO. opps im talking to myself again. i gotta learn to stop ramblin. we are leavin for miami tomorrow. 14 LONG hours! if i dont make it back u know im dead cuz i ran us off the road. &lt;br /&gt;WANNA GO SEE A REALLY GOOD AND REALLY FUNNY MOVIE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIRATES OF THE CARRIABIAN!!! GO SEE IT NOW! i HIGHLY recommed it. granted johnny depp is interesting lookin...i much rather him in his sexy self...but still GO SEE IT...its hilarious..kk im out peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106100722959558419?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106100722959558419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106100722959558419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106100722959558419' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106087815310516040</id><published>2003-08-14T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T12:27:06.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So im packin up my car to leave and im like well i might as well go check the mail. and guess whats in the box? MY HOUSING ASSIGNMENT....so just in case u wanna know where im living...&lt;br /&gt;FRANK 312 with Sarah Tonkin...i have no idea who sarah is and i dont really like frank. small and ugly rooms. ugh...&lt;br /&gt;so this will be my humble abode until i can find something different. &lt;br /&gt;YAY FOR FRANK! hehe. EVERYONE better come and visit me!&lt;br /&gt;but at least ill be living in a dorm that was JUST like noodles when she was at good ol app. me and noodles spent lots of time in good old belk which is franks sister dorm. me and erica actually walked into frank once lookin for jodi and thought it was belk! the only time ive ever actually been in frank! haha funny story i know! ok ok im going to BOONE! see yall LATERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106087815310516040?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106087815310516040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106087815310516040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106087815310516040' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106087670896308956</id><published>2003-08-14T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T12:03:02.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright guys! this is it! im LEAVING! but not to florida yet.... just in case anyone cares as to my everyday doings...here is where i will be for the next week and a half~&lt;br /&gt;leavin today the 14th and endin up in boone...&lt;br /&gt;ill be in boone till the 16th sat mornin where i will end up at EMERALD POINT! that is IF wes gets himself outta being wrapped around the 82nd airbornes pinky finger....yes we all hate bragg right lisa! :)&lt;br /&gt;then comin on home to raleigh to spend the night.....next mornin the 17th bright and early its bye bye raleigh HELLO miami...well 14 hrs later that is!&lt;br /&gt;comin home on the 22nd. and movin in to my LOVELY dorm room on the 23rd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if anyone is worried they are gonna miss me then NO WORRIES! i will have my lovely cell phone on the whole time. So feel free to call me and tell mehow much u love me and miss me! :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;Now is the part where i would tell everyone where i will be living when school starts. but you know what? I HAVE NO IDEA! yes u heard me right. for those who dont know yet.....i will no longer be living in my apartment.....many poeple know this already but if ur just a random person who reads this....which i doubt anyone does at all. then u dont know about the whole DRAMATIC experience i have had. ok back to my point. IM LIVING IN THE DORMS! yay! whoo hoo for me. which dorm u ask? with who u ask? I DONT FREAKIN KNOW! but ill let u know when i find out! ok well its time for me to start driving! &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL! think of me in miami gettin a tan and enjoying life with 20.000 cubans! hehe &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106087670896308956?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106087670896308956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106087670896308956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106087670896308956' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106083922780489342</id><published>2003-08-14T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T01:38:26.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO HOO! IM GOING TO FLORIDA! MIAMI FLORIDA that is! i am SO excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh- miami yeah, yeah...south beach, bringing the heat- jig it out, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am in the place where I come to let go-miami&lt;br /&gt;the bass and the sun set low.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday like a mardi gras- everbody party all day&lt;br /&gt;no work- all play, ok&lt;br /&gt;All ages and races,&lt;br /&gt;Real sweet faces, every single nation&lt;br /&gt;Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican,&lt;br /&gt;Black, White, Cuban or Asian&lt;br /&gt;Party in the city where the heat is on.&lt;br /&gt;All night on the beach til the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to miami (bienvenido a miami)&lt;br /&gt;Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;All night on the beach til the break of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miami, welcome to miami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo i heard the rain storms ain't nuttin' to mess wit&lt;br /&gt;but i cant feel a drip on the strip, its a trip.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies half dressed, fully equipped,&lt;br /&gt;and they be screamin out&lt;br /&gt;"will, we loved your last hit!"&lt;br /&gt;So i'm thinking i'ma scoop me something hot&lt;br /&gt;in this salsa/merengue melting pot.&lt;br /&gt;HOttest club in the city and its right on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Tempature, get to ya'- its about to reach&lt;br /&gt;500 degrees in the carribean seas&lt;br /&gt;with the hot mommies screaming "Ayy papi"&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i come to town they be spotting me,&lt;br /&gt;in the drop bentley, aint no stoppin me.&lt;br /&gt;So cash in your dough and lets flow to this fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;Pound for pound anywhere you wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Yo, aint no city in the world like this, but if you ask how i know,&lt;br /&gt;i gotsta plead the 5th, miami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong Chi-Town got it goin' on&lt;br /&gt;and New York is the city that we know don't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And we all know the LA and Philly stay jiggy, but on the snake,&lt;br /&gt;Miami bringing heat for real, y'all dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;I never seen so many dominican women with cinnamon tans.&lt;br /&gt;"Mira, this is plan, take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand, give&lt;br /&gt;me your hand. Damn! you look sexy, lets go to yacht in the west keys, ride my&lt;br /&gt;jet skis, lounge under the palm trees."&lt;br /&gt;Cause you gottta have cheese for the summer time piece on south beach.&lt;br /&gt;water so clear you can see to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;$100,000 cars, everybody got em.&lt;br /&gt;Aint no place in a club to see sly stallon, miami, my second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106083922780489342?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106083922780489342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106083922780489342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106083922780489342' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106083904309089471</id><published>2003-08-14T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T01:35:22.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright guys im sure u have all seen this millions of times but i just HAD to put it in here cuz its just such a feel good little thing! hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural Highs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love. Having your 2:00 class cancelled on a beautiful day. Laughing so hard your face hurts. Agreat idea. Ahit shower. A hug. A special glance. Clean sheets. getting mail. Love. Falling asleep in the sun on a cool day. Taking a drive on a pretty road. Going out to dinner. Going dancing! Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Walking out of ur last final. A vanilla milkshake. Mint chocolate chip ice cream. A long distance phone call. Birthday cakes. Going to the movies. Clean laundry. Not having an 8:00 class. A bubble bath. Giggling. Holding someone u love in front of a fireplace. Being in love. Whitewater rafting. A ski trip. Rollercoasters. Spring break. Chocolate chip cookies. A care package. Sliding down a waterslide. Sledding doen during a fresh snowfall. Hearing a song that reminds you of someone u love. Feelin the wind on your face. Going fast on a boat. Watching a beautiful sunset. Huggin someone u love. Being yourself. A clear day at the beach. Pay day. An unexpected present. A surprise visit from a friend. Freah flowers. A wink. Finding quarters for your laundry. Eating. Laughing at yourself. Watching a candle burn. Midnight phone calls that last for hours. Driving in the rain. Walking barefoot in the sand. Scoring a goal in a game. Singing cheesy songs with your friends. Marshmellows over a campfire. Crying in the rain. Camping in the mountains. Watching the sun rise. Walking barefoot in wet grass. Taking off high heels. Running through the sprinklers. Building a fire on the beach with your friends. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Having someone tell you that you are beautiful. Gettin all hot and sweaty and then diving into a cold mountain lake. Listening to the sound of waves crashing on a beach. Blowing bubbles. CAtching a snowflake on your tongue. Screaming in the middle  of a field at the top of ur lungs. Receiving a standing ovation.  Lemonade on a summer afternoon. The anticipation of a first kiss. WAtching the first snowball fight of the year. Hearing a good joke. Best friends. Immersing yourself in laundry that just came out of the dryer. Laying in the grass on a cool spring day watching the clouds roll by. Climbing a tree. Playing soccer with ur buds on a sunny afternoon. Knowing what the inside joke is. Watching dolphins and whales swim in the water or watching birds flying thru the sky. A massage from someone u love. Spending the whole night laughing and eating chocolate chip cookies with your best friends. LIFE! Staying up all night and going to breafast early in the mornin then takin a NAP. Rainbows. Waking up to snow. Kisses. Having your favorite song come on the radio. Shooting stars. The first flower in spring. Hot chocolate after an icy day. Singing. Having a terrible day and looking across the room and seeing the best looking guy smiling at you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106083904309089471?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106083904309089471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106083904309089471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106083904309089471' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106036497423004583</id><published>2003-08-08T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T13:49:34.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RockTheDecline (1:43:29 PM): you wouldn't visit him in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (1:43:32 PM): nah&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNaNa (1:43:36 PM): wouldnt be worth my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106036497423004583?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106036497423004583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106036497423004583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106036497423004583' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-106029527553797696</id><published>2003-08-07T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T18:27:55.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shirts And Gloves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm back from the road &lt;br /&gt;and you're out on it&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm tired of this distance&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I believe it's over-rated.&lt;br /&gt;And this phone tag game is endless&lt;br /&gt;the novelty is wearing&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping time will pass&lt;br /&gt;without any assistance&lt;br /&gt;or convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road rules apply&lt;br /&gt;there's so much action,&lt;br /&gt;you're getting busy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll call your cellular phone&lt;br /&gt;to tell you TV night was&lt;br /&gt;lonely without you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so am I...&lt;br /&gt;so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many high points on this last leg.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to recount them&lt;br /&gt;it seems like nothing's happened&lt;br /&gt;until I've shared them with you.&lt;br /&gt;The note that you had called&lt;br /&gt;says youre half a day away&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you are heading home&lt;br /&gt;just in time for me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road rules apply&lt;br /&gt;there's so much action&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting busy.&lt;br /&gt;So make sure that I'm up to date&lt;br /&gt;on TV night,&lt;br /&gt;I hate to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I miss you most&lt;br /&gt;on Wednesdays&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-106029527553797696?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106029527553797696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/106029527553797696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106029527553797696' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105918997963761696</id><published>2003-07-25T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T23:29:33.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now THATS what i call a Summer day! :) Bridge and CTopher are the coolest! :)&lt;br /&gt;Convertable BMW...tryin to get a tan! haha&lt;br /&gt;2 movies popcorn and soda for $1.50 OH YEAH  Lizzie and the Eye...can u get any more selection!&lt;br /&gt;Shoppin....for who u ask? well it wasnt for me OR bridge! made for alot of sneakin around!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Shrimp!&lt;br /&gt;Sister sister&lt;br /&gt;fun times for all&lt;br /&gt;only one thing was missin...FISH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105918997963761696?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105918997963761696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105918997963761696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105918997963761696' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105881931801486005</id><published>2003-07-21T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T00:38:34.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know your asleep(you asleep)&lt;br /&gt;but your on my mind(my mind)&lt;br /&gt;and I'm wide awake(awake)&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna stop by(come on over)&lt;br /&gt;so can you get up and get out of the bed&lt;br /&gt;'cuz I wanna see you&lt;br /&gt;and I've been wonderin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the deal&lt;br /&gt;your not that far&lt;br /&gt;jus' got my bags&lt;br /&gt;and I'm headed to tha car&lt;br /&gt;say yes or no&lt;br /&gt;'cuz I'm on the road&lt;br /&gt;-aaliyah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105881931801486005?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105881931801486005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105881931801486005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105881931801486005' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105850549212154178</id><published>2003-07-18T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T01:18:12.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new favorite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Lover by Paulina Rubio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DOWNLOAD IT! hehe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i just like it cuz its fun to dance to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105850549212154178?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105850549212154178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105850549212154178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105850549212154178' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105837727962229587</id><published>2003-07-16T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T13:41:19.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fish can be quite exciting...they like to swim....alot....i mean TWICE in 3 days! crazy i tell u crazy! But they like to dance out of water too. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105837727962229587?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105837727962229587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105837727962229587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105837727962229587' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105833257631107043</id><published>2003-07-16T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T01:16:16.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 days since i last wrote in here! how EXTREMELY sad is THAT! But i have a good excuse! i have been real busy....hard to believe i actually have a life huh! i know its really really really hard too believe! hahahah see now i do need help! someone help me now please! &lt;br /&gt;i like it when people come to visit me&lt;br /&gt;and when i get to hang out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends&lt;br /&gt;you guys are cool&lt;br /&gt;not as cool as me tho&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;im watchin a tv show about motorcycles.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105833257631107043?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105833257631107043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105833257631107043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105833257631107043' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105807289865122147</id><published>2003-07-13T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T01:08:18.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so i was at American Eagle workin hard as always and this gray haired man tells me that he wanted to see me in a BIKINI!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes u heard me...would u like me to repeat it? A BIKINI! he was like 40! um ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105807289865122147?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105807289865122147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105807289865122147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105807289865122147' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105789717366803087</id><published>2003-07-11T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T00:19:33.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Auto response from Lisa Lu NCSU (12:11:35 AM): Cristina is a hottie!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: yeah, i was with cris, she was in charge of cheering me up&lt;br /&gt;Raf: is that the good lookin girl who got dark hair ?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: the one at the club with us&lt;br /&gt;Raf: yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105789717366803087?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105789717366803087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105789717366803087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105789717366803087' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105789649534547484</id><published>2003-07-11T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T00:08:15.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so im driving home&lt;br /&gt;totally content&lt;br /&gt;listening to my music&lt;br /&gt;and i see this sign...it sais Be Prepared To Stop Ahead...&lt;br /&gt;and im like oh ok there is prob construction or something&lt;br /&gt;and then i see another sign that sais DWI CHECKPOINT &lt;br /&gt;and im like OH MAN CMON NOW so i keep drivin and i see like literally 25 police men standin there &lt;br /&gt;im just like ok so they need HOW many men to stop a drunk? &lt;br /&gt;obviously they think they need alot...silly police men &lt;br /&gt;i mean HELLO im not even drunk...or thats what they think! hha jkjk&lt;br /&gt;so i pull up and show them my liscense and they shine a flashlight in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;then they saw OK ur good have a good night&lt;br /&gt;now is it just me or was that WAY TO EASY? silly cops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105789649534547484?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105789649534547484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105789649534547484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105789649534547484' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105788439562218234</id><published>2003-07-10T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T20:46:35.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24hr pottery paint shop....sounds like a fabulous idea to me! :) right lisa! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105788439562218234?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105788439562218234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105788439562218234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105788439562218234' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105771883810075625</id><published>2003-07-08T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T22:52:14.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How funny is this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straight from LISA'S profile! hahahah girl that is hilarious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not meant to offend at all, so Cris, and anyone else who should get it, hope you get a laugh out of it  . . . &lt;br /&gt;"82nd Air&lt;em&gt;boone&lt;/em&gt; Division&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of u who might need a little explanation.....&lt;br /&gt;Wes(lisa's bf) is stationed at Fort Bragg in the 82nd airborn division&lt;br /&gt;Owen is in the National Guard stationed in Boone...but right now he and his company or whatever the heck its called are at Fort Bragg for training....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u need more explainin than that u are stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105771883810075625?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105771883810075625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105771883810075625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105771883810075625' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105771775407062381</id><published>2003-07-08T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T22:29:14.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still smiling, gotta keep on smiling&lt;br /&gt;I'm still smiling&lt;br /&gt;-Tim Mcgraw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105771775407062381?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105771775407062381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105771775407062381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105771775407062381' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105746498432604790</id><published>2003-07-06T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T00:16:24.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya know? sadly thats what i expected...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105746498432604790?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105746498432604790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105746498432604790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105746498432604790' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105744679612949617</id><published>2003-07-05T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T19:13:16.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This is for Nemo....i told u id find it.....Quote&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;The songcatcher&lt;/em&gt; by Sharyn McCrumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its long but really interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Eeyore shrugged. "I didnt think the Appalachian Trail was that old," he said carefully. "Government built it. Maybe forty years ago, something like that?"&lt;br /&gt;     "Yes, thats the official word on it, but parts of it follow a much older trail called the Warriors Path. The indians made that one centuries ago, and they used it for everyhting from raids on other tribes to trading expeditions." Baird smiled. "And before that the Ice age animals made trails over the mountains to the salt pools. Who knows how far back this northbound path stretches? All the way to the serpentine chain, i reckon-and that would make it 250 million years old." Replied Baird&lt;br /&gt;     "Interesting part of the country. Lots of stories."&lt;br /&gt;     "Lots of Celtic bloodlines in the people here. Stories is what we do."&lt;br /&gt;     "Well, ill be interested to hear some stories. This is my first trip to &lt;em&gt;Appa-lay-chia&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;      Baird said gently, "Well, folks in there parts call it &lt;em&gt;Appa-latch-a&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;     Eeyore shrugged, as if the information did not interest him. "In New York we say &lt;em&gt;Appa-lay-chia&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;     Baird had this conversation rather often, too, and in this round he was less inclined to be charitable. The statement &lt;em&gt;We say it that way back home&lt;/em&gt; sounded like a reasonable argument unless you realized that it was not a privaledge Easterners granted to anyone other than themselves. If a Texan visiting New York pronounced "Houston Street" the same way that Texans pronounce the name of their city &lt;em&gt;back home&lt;/em&gt;, he would be instantly corrected by a New Yorker, and probably derided for his provincial ignorance. But here in rural America, the privaledge of local pronunciation was revoked. Here, if there was any difference of opinion about pronunciation, Eastern urbanites felt that their way was the correct one, or at least an equally acceptable option. One of Baird Christophers missions in life was to set arrogant tourist straight about matters like this.&lt;br /&gt;     "You know," he said to Eeyore, gearing up to his lecture in genial conversational tones. "Over in Northern Ireland once i visited a beautiful walled city that lies east of Donegal and west of Belfast. Now, for the last thousand years or so the Irish people who built that city have called it &lt;em&gt;Derry&lt;/em&gt;, a name from &lt;em&gt;darach&lt;/em&gt;, which is the Gaelic work for 'oak tree.' But the British, who conquered Ireland a few hundred years back, they refer to that same city as &lt;em&gt;Londonderry&lt;/em&gt;. One place:Two names.&lt;br /&gt;     "If you go to Ireland, and you ask for directions to that city, you can call it by either name you choose. Whichever name you say, folks will know where it is you're headed and most likely they'll help you get there. But you need to understand this: When you choose what name you call that city-&lt;em&gt;Derry&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Londonderry &lt;/em&gt;-you are making a &lt;em&gt;political&lt;/em&gt; decision. You are telling the people you're talking to which side you're on, what cultural values you hold, and maybe even your religious preferences. You are telling some people that they can trust you and other people that they can't. All in one word. One word with a load of signifiers built right in.&lt;br /&gt;     "Now, I reckon &lt;em&gt;Appalachia&lt;/em&gt; is a work like that. The way people say it tells us a lot about how they think about us. When we hear somebody say &lt;em&gt;Appa-lay-chia&lt;/em&gt;, we know right away the person we're listening to is not on our side, and we hear a whole lot of cultural nuances about stereotyping and condescension and ethnic bigotry, just built right in. So you go on and call this place &lt;em&gt;Appa-lay-chia&lt;/em&gt; if you want to. But you need to know that by doing that you have made a po-li-ti-cal decision, and you'd better be prepared to live with the consequences. Friend."&lt;br /&gt;     Eeyore blinked at him and took a deep breath. "&lt;em&gt;Ap-pa......latch-ah?&lt;/em&gt;" he said.&lt;br /&gt;     "Thats right," said baird. "&lt;em&gt;Appa-latch-a&lt;/em&gt;. Say it a time or two and you'll get the hang of it. Pretty soon any other way of saying it will grate on your ears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105744679612949617?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105744679612949617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105744679612949617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105744679612949617' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105734576294817479</id><published>2003-07-04T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T15:09:23.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If u ever wanna know what im doing around 3 o'clock in the afternoon &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;turn the TV to ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105734576294817479?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105734576294817479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105734576294817479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105734576294817479' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105729873642235446</id><published>2003-07-04T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T02:05:36.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"This outfit with this hair?&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Bye Bye i am SO at the mall!"&lt;br /&gt;Tapenga from Boy meets World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105729873642235446?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105729873642235446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105729873642235446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105729873642235446' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105721528969710165</id><published>2003-07-03T02:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T03:04:12.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLAH BLAH BLAH...&lt;br /&gt;TEE HEE HEE...&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN CRISTINA NEEDS MENTAL HELP....&lt;br /&gt;but at least i got to get my groove on at gillians!&lt;br /&gt;there are some NASTY boys up in there! &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if its worth going cuz half of our time is spent running away from dirty boys who are tryin to dance with us! &lt;br /&gt;I mean HELLO will they get the clue? &lt;br /&gt;WE DO NOT WANNA DANCE! &lt;br /&gt;geez! &lt;br /&gt;hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105721528969710165?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105721528969710165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105721528969710165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105721528969710165' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105711755118444301</id><published>2003-07-01T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T02:54:08.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This really has no personal or deep meaning...i just read it and thought it was interesting...i dunno what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does the Moon have a purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question is whether to kill yourself or not. &lt;br /&gt;Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end. &lt;br /&gt;Camus clearly got up on the wrong side of the bed, and robbins must have forgotten to set the alarm. &lt;br /&gt;There &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;  only one serious question. &lt;br /&gt;And that is: &lt;em&gt;Who knows how to make love stay?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Answer me that and i will tell u whether or not to kill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Answer me that and i will ease ur mind about the beginning and the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;Answer me that and i will reveal to you the purpose of the moon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still life with Woodpecker BY Tom Robbins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105711755118444301?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105711755118444301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105711755118444301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105711755118444301' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105711641859759360</id><published>2003-07-01T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T23:26:58.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALADDIN QUOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genii: Thank you for chosing Magic Carpet for all your travel needs. Don't stand till the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you, good bye, good bye, thank you, good bye. Now, how about that, Mr. Doubting Mustafa?&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin: Oh you sure fooled me. Now about my 3 wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Genii: Dost my ears deceive me? 3? You are down by one, boy.&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin: Ah no, I never actually wished to get out of the cave. You did that on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Genii: Oh. Well I feel sheepish. Alright, you baaaaaad boy, but no more freebies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Genii: It never fails - you get in the bath and there's a rub at the lamp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie: Aw, Al, I'm gettin' kinda fond of you, kid. Not that I wanna pick out curtains or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iago: Look at this! I'm so ticked off that I'm molting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie: I'm getting tired of going POOF, whaddaya need, POOF, whaddaya need, POOF, whaddaya need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kaseem has not showed up at the wedding] &lt;br /&gt;Aladdin: Where IS he? &lt;br /&gt;[Genie changes into Pumbaa from the Lion King] &lt;br /&gt;Genie: Hakuna Matata! &lt;br /&gt;[Changes back] &lt;br /&gt;Genie: WHOA! I was having an out-of-movie experience! (From a sequal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105711641859759360?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105711641859759360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105711641859759360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105711641859759360' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105701005855058408</id><published>2003-06-30T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T17:54:18.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I WANNA GO PLAY IN THE RAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105701005855058408?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105701005855058408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105701005855058408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105701005855058408' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105695877859698653</id><published>2003-06-30T03:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T03:39:38.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Im tellin ya if u ever meet a fish named NEMO be careful cuz that fish will make ur head swirl :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Should Be Sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew there were such great movies&lt;br /&gt;On TV at 3AM&lt;br /&gt;I never guessed that at midnight Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;I could have pizza ordered in&lt;br /&gt;I never been a real night owl&lt;br /&gt;But these days I'm all turned 'round&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing I'm sure of right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleepin'&lt;br /&gt;Instead of keepin' these late hours&lt;br /&gt;I've been keepin'&lt;br /&gt;I've been pacing and retracing&lt;br /&gt;Every step of every move&lt;br /&gt;And even though I'm feelin' so right&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy still I know&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleepin'&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dreamin' about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that I was funny and&lt;br /&gt;Til I went and made you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Never like a girl to call me honey&lt;br /&gt;But you did and I like that&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinkin' about your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll be up for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105695877859698653?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS OLD MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played one&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my thumb&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played two&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my shoe&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played three&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my knee&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played four&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my door&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played five&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my hive&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played six&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my sticks&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played seven&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack up in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played eight&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my gate&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played nine&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack on my spine&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man, he played ten&lt;br /&gt;He played knick-knack once again&lt;br /&gt;Knick-knack paddywhack, give your dog a bone&lt;br /&gt;This old man came rolling home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105686299020868283?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105686299020868283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105686299020868283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105686299020868283' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105686054821813953</id><published>2003-06-29T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T00:22:28.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birth HOUR to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birth HOUR to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birth HOUR to you!&lt;br /&gt;You look like a monkey&lt;br /&gt;and you smell like one too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105686054821813953?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105686054821813953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105686054821813953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105686054821813953' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105673201867016215</id><published>2003-06-27T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T12:40:18.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUNNIEST JOKE OF THE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;NO THE MONTH&lt;br /&gt;NO THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;NO THE CENTURY!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the pink panther say when he stepped on an ant?????&lt;br /&gt;DEAD ANT DEAD ANT      DEAD ANT DEAD ANT DEAD ANT DEAD ANT DEAD ANNNNNNNNNNNT(sung to the tune of the pink panther)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105673201867016215?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105673201867016215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105673201867016215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105673201867016215' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105658565949391572</id><published>2003-06-25T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T20:00:59.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sliding down a creek on ur butt hurts...there are rocks....sharp ones....be careful.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105658565949391572?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105658565949391572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105658565949391572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105658565949391572' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105651520664052970</id><published>2003-06-25T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T00:26:46.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YUMMY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.starburst.com/"&gt;www.starburst.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/index_flash.asp"&gt;www.hersheys.com/index_flash.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.mms.com/"&gt;www.mms.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.3musketeers.com/index.shtml"&gt;www.3musketeers.com/index.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.snickers.com/"&gt;www.snickers.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.mentos.com/"&gt;www.mentos.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105651520664052970?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105651520664052970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105651520664052970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105651520664052970' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105646013012078203</id><published>2003-06-24T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T09:09:08.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i always push away the people who are the most important to me? i think i just like to make trouble...im sorry here i have a little song to  sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a bitch im a bitch im a &lt;br /&gt;bitch bitch bitch&lt;br /&gt;im a bitch im a bitch im a &lt;br /&gt;bitch bitch bitch&lt;br /&gt;im a bitch im a bitch im a &lt;br /&gt;bitch bitch bitch&lt;br /&gt;iiiiiiimmmmmmmmm a bitch bitch bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105646013012078203?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105646013012078203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105646013012078203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105646013012078203' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105643267016227552</id><published>2003-06-24T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T01:31:10.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT A WEEK! and it JUST started! thankfully i get to get out of here for a couple days and go up to good ol boone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here is a question for you! how come EVERY day i work its BEAUTIFUL outside and then whenever i actually have a day of it feels like RAINING or being extremely CLOUDY! EVERY FREAKIN TIME! im tellin ya! mother nature hates me! She is probably sittin there plannin for my days off to be nasty! she is like ok so cristina wants to go to the beach on saturday so im going to make it RAIN! but she has to work sunday and monday so i will make it beautiful those 2 days. figures doesnt it! AHHHHHHH i swear im gonna hurt someone if i dont have a day off work where it doesnt rain! geez louise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105643267016227552?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105643267016227552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105643267016227552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105643267016227552' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105638783561810429</id><published>2003-06-23T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T13:50:18.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i finally learned how its gonna be.....ive dealt with it once i can do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end it always turns out this way........i learn not to expect anything from you.......cuz im not gonna get it like i didnt get it in the past......you say ur still there but youve moved on and dont need me........so go have fun with all ur new adventures.....dont worry about me ill be fine...........i have been i am and i will be......i dont like it but i guess thats just the way its gonna have to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105638783561810429?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105638783561810429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105638783561810429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105638783561810429' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105638748150549763</id><published>2003-06-23T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T13:03:38.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO MUCH WORK......i should invent a machine that folds clothes for AE! how GREAT would that be! so then therefore i wouldnt have to fold anymore clothes for the rest of my life! if u know where i work u would understand why this is so important to me! hehe. oh well at least i get money for folding clothes! fun times! ok not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if ya ever want ur clothes folded come to me! ok no dont. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for all u people who work in the mall. the service doors get locked after the mall closes so if u are ever taking trash out when the mall is closed make sure u prop the door so that u dont get locked out of your stoor at 9:30 at night...seriously i thought i was gonna get mugged or something! stupid cristina! hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see a good movie? THE PIANIST...go see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105638748150549763?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105638748150549763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105638748150549763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105638748150549763' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105618423222595275</id><published>2003-06-21T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T12:45:58.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DONT WANNA GROW UP IM A TOYS R US KID!!! AT least thats how i feel tonight cept change the TOYS R US to HARRY POTTER! If u have never been to a Harry Potter book premier u are missing out! Lemme fill u in on some of the stuff u missed out on! Me and christopher sure did take advantage of it didnt we! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Tatoos&lt;br /&gt;Making your own magic wand&lt;br /&gt;Taking a picture as harry potter (http://&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/meandharry.jpg"&gt;www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/meandharry.jpg&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Seeing millions (and i do mean millions, ive never seen so many people at barnes and noble!) of people walking around trying to be harry potter but not succeding cuz there is only 1 harry!&lt;br /&gt;waiting from 10:30 till 2 in the morning to get a book about a kid who is a wizard....well i didnt get one but i sure am gonna borrow it from christopher! i mean i went thru just as much work as u did to get it! hehe :) AND THEY ARE SO GOOD! haha&lt;br /&gt;We even went to go check out the scene at borders and they had all kinds of fun stuff there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tellin ya guys ive never wanted to be a kid more then i did tonight! hehe ok so i still am one but thats not the point! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yall know mcdonalds drive in is open 24 hrs? i sure did NOT know that! that is so awesome! as much as mcdonalds food makes my tummy hurt i sure will hit that up at 2 in the morning! Plus their food stirs up great conversations doesnt it chris! hehe! DEF FUN TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105618423222595275?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105618423222595275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105618423222595275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105618423222595275' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105618266185768637</id><published>2003-06-21T04:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T04:30:26.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so first of all do not EVER try to do paula abduls video workout...&lt;br /&gt;she is WIRED...&lt;br /&gt;little to much energy if u ask me! hahaha chris and maya u guys SURE CAN learn those steps then teach me cuz i sure aint never gonne learn um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND of all,&lt;br /&gt; u sure dont need to be comin over to my house with YOU KNOW WHOS name plastered on the back of ur shirt! YES YOU CHRISTOPHER! yeah u know im mad at that! u do not need to be wearin that shirt around me anymore cuz u know ill freak out every time i see it! hehe cept u know im gonna have to like borrow that shirt now and wear it to boone! haha how funny would that be. walking around with his name on my shirt. hahahahaha oh man i need help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third of all &lt;br /&gt;u know we sure did watch disney channel till WHAT TIME! Maya i think we are a little to obsessed! BEANS BEANS BEANS......that kid farts to much no wonder his name is beans! &lt;br /&gt;see now here is the order of importance....lizzie maguire, even stevens, boy meets world, sister sister, thats so raven...oh yes at least im not the only one who needs help :) we ALL do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105618266185768637?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105618266185768637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105618266185768637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105618266185768637' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105606817413104851</id><published>2003-06-19T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T20:16:24.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU GOT ME STRAIGHT TRIPPIN BOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105606817413104851?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105606817413104851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105606817413104851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105606817413104851' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105606801639228868</id><published>2003-06-19T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T20:13:36.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look! these are some of simple plans lyrics! THEY MISS ME! See look they said NA NA they did! they miss me! haha ok or so i wish right! :) these really are the lyrics i swear! look them up!....for those of u who are lost my nick name is nana :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and all i see is you&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget you&lt;br /&gt;na na na!! na na na!!&lt;br /&gt;and i'd do anything for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105606801639228868?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105606801639228868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105606801639228868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105606801639228868' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105600697031771490</id><published>2003-06-19T03:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T03:16:27.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You drive me crazy just thinkin&lt;br /&gt;about you, stupid girl, you gone and mucked up my&lt;br /&gt;brain, I'm gonna go now before I get to sounding too&lt;br /&gt;retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105600697031771490?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105600697031771490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105600697031771490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105600697031771490' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105597626398071520</id><published>2003-06-18T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T18:49:04.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THOUGHT U MIGHT ENJOY THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/SCARY.jpg"&gt;www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/SCARY.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105597626398071520?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105597626398071520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105597626398071520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105597626398071520' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105597620440299927</id><published>2003-06-18T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T18:43:24.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note to self.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont drive by your x-boyfriends work....its not a good idea...why u ask? well thats a silly question...CUZ HE WORKS THERE! and u might see him driving by! duh.....so from now on take the LONG way around...it might prevent an encounter. and thats exactly what it might turn out to be....note taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u drive around in your daddys car u will see alot more people than if u drove around in your car....u want to know why to this one too? geez. well there is an easy answer...ok no there isnt. its just a fact of life so live with it ok? ok. oh and if u are one of those cool people who i saw today while i was in my daddys car. YES THE 4 RUNNER IS MINE ALL MINE. yeah right i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well this isnt a note to me its a note to all those mean mean boys out there. if u say ur gonna call my girl THEN U BETTER FREAKIN CALL HER! once again u ask why! geez! well cuz i SAID SO! cuz u KNOW there are lots of other fish out there in the sea.....like NEMO! now there is one FINE FISH! i bet he'd call! dont worry girl i got your back!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last note of the afternoon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ur late to work...lie...ok no dont. but u can use the excuse that u got a ticket on the way there. and u offered the police man pleasure to get out of it. wait...iww....does that sound like a bad idea to anyone else? usually police men are kinda short, and have extended beer bellies, hairy chests, and a 2 day stubble with donut remains clinging to it....now who would want to give a creature like that pleasure no matter what u are getting out of.....shoot man lets stay away from that avenue of escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS AN EXAMPLE OF THE POLICE MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/POLICE_MAN.gif"&gt;www.angelfire.com/journal2/cristinarod/POLICE_MAN.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER HAVE TAKEN GOOD NOTES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105597620440299927?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105597620440299927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105597620440299927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105597620440299927' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105591181460176843</id><published>2003-06-18T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T00:50:14.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok just in case anyone was wondering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which probably no one is. but i like to make myself feel special. anyways on to my point here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i put screen names up on here i change them so dont try to IM any of them. Cuz it wont WORK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore no spying on me! which in a way reading this blog is spying on me....oh my gosh. u know what that means? IM BEING WATCHED! &lt;br /&gt;by YOU! &lt;br /&gt;QUIT IT! &lt;br /&gt;quit reading about me! it makes me feel weird. YOU make me feel weird. or maybe im already weird. i cant seem to figure that one out can anyone help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105591181460176843?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105591181460176843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105591181460176843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105591181460176843' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-10559116232050750</id><published>2003-06-18T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T00:47:02.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW now that was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;a few pointers i learned tonight&lt;br /&gt;dont throw crayons in restaurants....&lt;br /&gt;stay away from guys with glow in the dark sticks...&lt;br /&gt;lisa likes the number 7.......or likes to harass numbers....&lt;br /&gt;you can easily fool people on IM....&lt;br /&gt;dont do crafts on your bed u might spill glue....&lt;br /&gt;ice cream is yummy....ok i didnt learn that tonight but it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and someone is making me add something….&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : so r u gonna put me in ur blog?&lt;br /&gt;CRZYcubnNa : i dunno do u think u are worthy?&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : im not sure&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : yea i think im worthy&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : say something like&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : i met this hot guy when i went to this restaraunt&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : and he asked for my number'&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : as well as the girl i was with!&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : gosh! hes so cool'!&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : lol&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : u know&lt;br /&gt;Blackychan21 : something along those lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE YA GO! HAPPY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-10559116232050750?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/10559116232050750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/10559116232050750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#10559116232050750' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105588662577520270</id><published>2003-06-17T17:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T17:50:25.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO SEE FINDING NEMO NOW.....ok sorry had a little outburst there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105588662577520270?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105588662577520270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105588662577520270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105588662577520270' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105588660889316902</id><published>2003-06-17T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T17:50:08.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YA know what? i hate blockbuster. &lt;br /&gt;They are so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;They called me today saying i didnt turn a tape in which i turned in like 2 weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;And they are freakin trying to charge me for it! lemme tell u they need help not me! hehe. &lt;br /&gt;We should have a blockbuster boycott. cuz u KNOW they made all the other video stores go out of business and all the other ones were so much better and CHEAPER than blockbuster! &lt;br /&gt;what a rip off! geez man ok im alright now i just had to vent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105588660889316902?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105588660889316902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105588660889316902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105588660889316902' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105585381687001151</id><published>2003-06-17T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T08:43:36.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Auto response from CRZYcubnNaN (8:36:22 AM): i need help&lt;br /&gt;Quandary61 (8:36:22 AM): ask jeeves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105585381687001151?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105585381687001151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105585381687001151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105585381687001151' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105581551832501394</id><published>2003-06-16T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T22:05:18.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAIN RAIN &lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY &lt;br /&gt;COME AGAIN ANOTHER DAY &lt;br /&gt;LITTLE CRISTINA WANTS TO PLAY &lt;br /&gt;RAIN RAIN &lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105581551832501394?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105581551832501394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105581551832501394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105581551832501394' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105575825572834606</id><published>2003-06-16T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T06:10:55.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAD to add an entry....there is no way around it. 6 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;and guess what time im going to the beach. 7:30!!! Thankfully im NOT driving. &lt;br /&gt;Ya know i just thought id tell me that im tired. Quite sleepy in fact. And its odd that im actually debating on going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youd think that anyone in their right mind would be in bed! but am i? heavens no! im awake and typing away on the computer! im telling you i think im just going delirious and maybe a little bit insane. and i think i am most likely driving a many good amount of other people insane with me. and if this is the case i apologize right now and im warning these individuals that they might want to take care when conversing with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could be hazardous to your health because i ahve come to believe that i do rub off on people. at any rate i believe i amgoing to leave off on becoming insane in the brain until tomorrow which is really today so that i can get my1 and a half hours of sleep. maybe my mom and brother will realize that its supposed to rain tomorrow and that we shouldnt go to the beach cuz ya sure cant fish and tan in the rain now can you? no i dont beleive u can. oh yeah i forgot i was going to bed wasnt i. well ta ta then i sure hope i remember this time. bed yes go cristina now...ok going bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105575825572834606?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105575825572834606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105575825572834606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105575825572834606' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105573620257299952</id><published>2003-06-16T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T00:03:22.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RODRIGUEZ...thats my last name....GET IT RIGHT....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105573620257299952?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105573620257299952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105573620257299952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105573620257299952' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105570718988366597</id><published>2003-06-15T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T15:59:49.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY FATHERS DAY DADDY! I LOVE YOU! Not that my daddy will read this! hehe. I love my daddy! he is the best daddy ever! Everyone tell your daddy that you love them! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105570718988366597?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105570718988366597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105570718988366597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105570718988366597' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105565511280956170</id><published>2003-06-15T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T01:31:52.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day What a day. I need sleep. Thats ALL i got to say. Oh to add on to that people shouldnt lose their liscense :) Oh and to add on to that. People shouldnt go to Carowinds without me:) Oh and to add on to that. People SHOULD come to AE and open up a clear card account and give the credit to me. I hate makin people sign up for credit cards. YOU CAN SAVE 15%whoo freakin whoo. HEHE jk jk i love all you guys! PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105565511280956170?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105565511280956170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105565511280956170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105565511280956170' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105557044731362175</id><published>2003-06-14T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T02:01:41.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jimmy33/1053560666_Pictures02.jpg" border="0" alt="crush"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are crush. You are a 150 year old sea turtle&lt;br&gt;with a laid back surfer dude attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jimmy33/quizzes/what%20character%20from%20finding%20nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what character from finding nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jimmy33/1053560566_Pictures01.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x84ea840)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are marlin. You are nemos father. You are a&lt;br&gt;scared old clownfish who is way overprotective&lt;br&gt;over your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jimmy33/quizzes/what%20character%20from%20finding%20nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what character from finding nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iggz/1054773472_CDJIggzquizdory.JPG" border="0" alt="You're Dory!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Dory! You're a total airhead! And you&lt;br&gt;probably even suffer from short term memory&lt;br&gt;loss. But you are a friendly, hospitable, and&lt;br&gt;sociable person. You love to chat with people&lt;br&gt;and probably even tell them your life story!&lt;br&gt;But sometimes you can get anoying with your&lt;br&gt;yapping so calm down a bit and take a deeeeeeep&lt;br&gt;breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iggz/quizzes/What%20character%20from%20Finding%20Nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What character from Finding Nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iggz/1054772878_CDJIggzquiznemo.jpg" border="0" alt="You're Nemo!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Nemo! You love to explore you're boundaries&lt;br&gt;and don't like to be stuck at home especially&lt;br&gt;with overprotective parents. You're most likely&lt;br&gt;a outgoing person and love to make friends!&lt;br&gt;You're a likeable person so don't change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iggz/quizzes/What%20character%20from%20Finding%20Nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What character from Finding Nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iggz/1054773196_CDJIggzquizbruce.jpg" border="0" alt="You're Bruce!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Bruce! The great white shark. Everyone seems&lt;br&gt;afraid of you probably because of the way you&lt;br&gt;look. But you're a really caring and nice&lt;br&gt;person. You like to do good deeds for others&lt;br&gt;and want everyone to see you're a good person.&lt;br&gt;Don't worry..make yourself known and people&lt;br&gt;will start seein you as another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iggz/quizzes/What%20character%20from%20Finding%20Nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What character from Finding Nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY I HAD TOO....opps :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105557044731362175?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105557044731362175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105557044731362175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105557044731362175' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105556993602102550</id><published>2003-06-14T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T01:52:40.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jimmy33/1053557960_Pictures03.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8770c6c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are dory. Nemos friend and a royal blue tang.&lt;br&gt;You are friendly and will talk to anyone. Your&lt;br&gt;only weakness is your short term memory loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jimmy33/quizzes/what%20character%20from%20finding%20nemo%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what character from finding nemo are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THATS THE TRUTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105556993602102550?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105556993602102550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105556993602102550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105556993602102550' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105553888754938053</id><published>2003-06-13T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T17:14:47.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA ok i think im going BLOG CRAZY...this is the 3rd entry today! Yes yes i have no life. But man o man i got a funny story to tell. ok maybe its not that funny but it is to me. ok so i had to go get my oil changed right? so i drive up to jiffy lube and ALL 3 guys that work there walk up to my car. and so im like alright maybe they are just bored. there was no other customers there. but they dont even ask me what i need done! they just start talking to me! and im like um alright then. so i interrupt cuz i didnt wanna sit there talkin all day and i tell them what i need right. and they say they will have me out of there in 10 min. so im like alright sounds good and i go sit down and wait. so blah blah 10 min later i pay and im about to walk out the door and one of the dudes comes and opens the door for me! and im like HOLLA that was nice of him. then guess what happens next....he walks all the way to my CAR and opens my CAR DOOR for me too! do they always do that at jiffy lube? it was a pretty nice and gentlemanly gesture for sure but im pretty sure they dont do that unless they be wantin somethin right? well he sure was wantin somehin. now why he felt he needed to hit on me im not sure cuz im not all that pretty but still he all comes up and asks me if i know where the party is tonight! ME? know where a party is? heck no techno! i aint got no life and sure dont know about any parties cept the one in my pants. haha had to say that. so anyways i lied. yes little perfect me lied and i so told him i had to work. LIE LIE LIE. hehe im bad. then he asked me WHERE. i was like i aint tellin u! ull turn into a stalker! he almost was already. ok not really but anyways. i said at the mall and he said he was gona stop by and see me! i was like GOOD LUCK FINDIN ME SINCE I WONT BE THERE. good thing i SURE didnt tell him i work at AE. that woulda been a BAD idea. haha so what i learned from this story. BEWARE OF JIFFY LUBE GUYS. They like to hit on unsuspecting little girls like me. SCARYNESS. come save me hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105553888754938053?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105553888754938053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105553888754938053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105553888754938053' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105553284451678766</id><published>2003-06-13T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T15:36:24.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo hoo my second post EVER! how fun! Guess what i got in the mail today! NOODLES and my circle journey book! if anyone ever feels the need to keep in touch with people far away go buy u one of dees things they are GREAT &lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.circlejourney.com"&gt;www.circlejourney.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes go get one. But anyways so i got the journal in the mail and i was so excited cuz i havent talked to noodles in forever and im TELLIN ya i miss ya chica! But she sent me some pics from our trip to the beach!! go here to see them&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/crzycubnnana"&gt;photos.yahoo.com/crzycubnnana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes we are dorks so beware if u go look at um! i gotta go get the oil checked in my car. ugh for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105553284451678766?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105553284451678766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105553284451678766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105553284451678766' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476431.post-105552652111345795</id><published>2003-06-13T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T13:48:41.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright Christopher! Im doing it! Im Blogging. OH NO OH NO. im STUCK. I have nothing to say. How freakishly weird! Ah well its only the first entry at least i got this far! Lets not be to scared of what is coming next! HAR HAR HAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5476431-105552652111345795?l=nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105552652111345795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5476431/posts/default/105552652111345795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanascrazyideas.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105552652111345795' title=''/><author><name>cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18323157694893936023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
