<?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-12677322</id><updated>2011-08-02T14:49:54.383-07:00</updated><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='birth story'/><category term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>Littleneuroticthang</title><subtitle type='html'>The daily insigts of a very strange girl. I like to express myself but no one will listen to me!!!!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</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>294</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-826276243618171815</id><published>2011-08-02T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:49:54.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>Ramadan Kareem!</title><content type='html'>I will begin my fast tomorrow Insha'Allah! I was unable to fast the last two days. I hope this doesn't affect Eid day. Wonderful things a woman has to worry about.:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rough. Baby Girl got her 2month vaccinations today. I hated seeing her in pain and she has been sleeping most of the day. Only wakes up to eat and then falls back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to try and make this a good Ramadan. I really need it. I haven't been very Spiritual lately and my soul and spirit really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadan Goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fast (kinda a given)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray all prayers on time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Quran for 5 min. daily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn at least one new Surah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend 2-3 Tarawih's a week. This one might be harder now that I have a little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend the last night of Quran recitation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend time with family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make lots of dua&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No swearing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No television when I'm fasting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start to purge and organize my life. I wish I could have gotten the apartment ready before hand but these things happen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Wish me luck!!! May Allah accept are fast and duas in this great month of Ramadan!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-826276243618171815?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/826276243618171815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=826276243618171815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/826276243618171815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/826276243618171815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadan-kareem.html' title='Ramadan Kareem!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-8874771063463666398</id><published>2011-07-17T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:10:20.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot, Hot,Hot</title><content type='html'>Woke up to the AC not working. I sent peanut over to my MIL till it's fixed. I guess I will lose these last 10lbs. by sweating them out!!!!!!!!!!! It is so FREAKING HOT!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-8874771063463666398?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/8874771063463666398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=8874771063463666398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8874771063463666398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8874771063463666398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2011/07/hot-hothot.html' title='Hot, Hot,Hot'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-7399099938533959463</id><published>2011-07-16T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:24:24.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>And Life Will Never Be the Same....</title><content type='html'>So, my adventure into actual motherhood began on a Saturday night. I had been feeling like crap for the last two weeks with some Braxton hicks off and on.  They were few and far between so I wasn't concerned and I had an OB appoint for that Wed. so I was just taking it easy. No nightly walks because I was feeling like crap and most of my day was spent on the couch watching really bad tv.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't very productive most of my pregnancy because I was dead tired and suffered from morning sickness (really every minute of the freaking day sickness) up unitl 24-25 weeks. I started to finally feel better then came the insomnia and shortness of breath. I felt freaking HUGE. And when you are 5'0  there really isn't a whole lot of room.&lt;br /&gt;So that Saturday I actually got this huge urge to nest. I had it off and on since 15 weeks but this was so different. I HAD to get it done. DH came home and was debating on going out. I told him "Go you really don't know when your next chance will be!".  It was 10pm and DH had just gotten out the shower and I was in the laundry room and dancing and singing to "Shake your Booty" on Pandora. Right as soon as the song was done I felt it. Apparently I shook my booty to hard because I felt a gush! I was praying to God to please let me just have peed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, my water broke. I was freaking out!!! It was too early!!!!!!!! I was only 33 Weeks and one day!! Thank God DH hadn't left yet. Our friends had just pulled up to pick him up when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;So we rushed to the ED which is great because the hospital that I was delivering at is only 7 min. away. DH wanted to call his mom and have her meet us there but I was in no mood for anyone just yet. My poor mom is in Orlando which is 2-4 hours away depending on who is driving. I told my mom not to come because I didn't want her to miss work for a false alarm. She's an RN also and had also worked that day. I didn't want to do that to her!&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the ED and it took for freaking ever to get up to Labor and Delivery. I mean, hello, premature baby on the way people. I was gushing water everywhere which was just so much fun. I finally arrived in L/D at 10:30. I was not a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;My nurse was AWESOME. My time I was in the room I started to feel contractions. It didn't feel to bad and it felt like menstrual cramps.&lt;br /&gt;She place the IV and placed the monitors on. I was dilated 1cm. and she started the Mag Sulfate to stop the contractions. I knew it wasn't going to be pleasant getting the Mag Sulfate but I didn't realize how truly horrible it makes you feel. I felt flushed and vomited twice. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;Then they started coming on hard and fast. In my mind I wasn't wanting to think that they were actual contractions because I was so not ready to have a baby!!! The pain was horrible. I was fine until about 1:00am and they were just bad. All that breathing crap went out the window.&lt;br /&gt;My nurse came in to place the foley and that did not go well at all. It was so painful to be on my back. Every time I was on my back it was just excruciating. It literally took 1o min. to get the damn thing in. Then I begged the nurse to please take it out. It hurt so freaking bad!!!!!!!!! I've had Foley catheters before but this was just not working for me. I'm really embarrassed on how I acted but I just could not tolerate the pain.&lt;br /&gt;She asked if I wanted stadol and I said "Yes!!! Anything please!!!!!!!". She checked me and I was 3cm. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;She then asked if I wanted to go ahead with the Epidural. I have never wanted anything so bad in my life. This was at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;While she was on the phone the pain intensified. I literally thought that this is it. I'm just not made for this and I'm going to die from the pain right here and now. It felt like my inside was being turned inside out. All of sudden I felt the urge to push. I was freaking out because I'm still thinking that I'm 3cm and how the hell could I have progressed so fast. I yelled at DH to get the nurse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;  I guess she threw the phone down when he told her. She came in checked me and her exact words were, "Oh, shit!". I was 10 cm and I was already pushing. Couldn't stop it at all. Of course she is telling me not to push but I could not stop my body.&lt;br /&gt;The NICU team was there and it took all of 1o mins. to push her out!!! The pushing part felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so good!&lt;/span&gt; Ironically that was the part I was most terrified of. Well, the doctor made it in time to cut the cord and deliver my placenta.  Which is the weirdest feeling. I ended up with a first degree laceration and had to have some stitching. Boo to that! I'm forever grateful to my nurse because she was awesome and so was DH.&lt;br /&gt;So 4 hours of labor, no pain meds and 10 min. of pushing I had my baby girl!:)&lt;br /&gt;I got to hold baby girl for about 3 min. before they took her away. Her apgar scores rocked, 8 and 9 so that was  relief!!!! I was just amazed by her but the worst feeling was having her taken away from me. But the nurses in NICU were awesome and I never felt she was in bad hands at all.&lt;br /&gt;I was awake for 24 hours. Could not sleep at all even though I was exhausted! The postpartum nurses were not that great. I was going to request a private room but because of the circumstances they gave me a private room without me asking. That was nice. Because it would have been so hard seeing other women with their babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-7399099938533959463?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/7399099938533959463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=7399099938533959463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7399099938533959463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7399099938533959463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-life-will-never-be-same.html' title='And Life Will Never Be the Same....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-425742278779682096</id><published>2011-07-16T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T13:31:04.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time.....</title><content type='html'>Wow. It has been a long time since I've blogged!!!!!!!! So much as changed yet so much hasn't! The biggest change is that after 4 years of trying and three losses that I am now finally a MOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had a miscarriage and an ectopic pregnancy in 2007 and 2008. Then finally got a positive pregnancy test on Mother's Day 2010, of all days. Yet that wasn't meant to be. Wish really sucked since our moms were super excited to get that Mother's Day gift.&lt;br /&gt;So I gave birth to a wonderful little girl named Sarah on May 22, 2o11. She was 7 weeks early but she has been a fighter since day one! She is now home and doing great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the last couple of years....&lt;br /&gt;1. I did graduate nursing school in May 2007. I passed the NCLEX on the first try in Sept. 2007!!!!!! Yeah, I canceled three times because I was so freaking scared of that test!!! Best news ever when I called and got the news that I passed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've had two nursing jobs in the last 4 years. I am now not working and haven't been since Nov. 2010. Long story that I won't bore anyone with but it was decided because I had a really bad scare with peanut. Baby comes first!!! Will be joining the workforce again after Ramadan!&lt;br /&gt;3. I lost my two kitties, Caesar and Shakespeare. Caesar had to be put to sleep in Aug. 2008. We never really found out what the cause was but it was not easy and he was in a lot of pain. Worst day of my life. But he was 11 years old and had a good life. Poor Shakespeare passed last April of Liver Cancer. I found out that week and was getting ready to make a decision and he started acting like a kitten again. I knew it was the end. I got the news Monday and found him on Friday morning. He was 16 years old and gave me so much happiness in those 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;4. Me and DH moved and our saving for a house next year. The plan was to buy one this summer but plans changed when peanut came along! My savings and credit have also taken quite the hit with me not working. Such is life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;5. I've been on some really great small in country vacations. In 2008 I finally got to Trinidad!! It was great to finally see the place that DH is from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much more but I guess I should get off here and try to get some things done since Peanut is sleeping!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-425742278779682096?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/425742278779682096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=425742278779682096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/425742278779682096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/425742278779682096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time.....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-6490096798831711599</id><published>2007-02-03T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T16:26:59.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Saturday filled with nothing</title><content type='html'>I had a nice little list of things to accomplish and little projects to do. Know what I got done? None of it. I was a totally useless blob of nothingness. It felt great though!:)&lt;br /&gt;So I was feeling really crappy the last couple of days. Depressed and highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in people. I hate that I let people get to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm saying goodbye to blogger and moving. I think I am just fed up wit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; problems. My new home is pixiesunshine.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thrilled with the name but I'm not very creative when coming up with names. And pixie was already taken, the &lt;em&gt;nerve.&lt;/em&gt;:) But I like that if you want to keep a post private you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-6490096798831711599?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/6490096798831711599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=6490096798831711599&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/6490096798831711599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/6490096798831711599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/02/saturday-filled-with-nothing.html' title='A Saturday filled with nothing'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-439231427658664504</id><published>2007-01-29T07:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T08:35:08.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very late meme....</title><content type='html'>Muslim Wife tagged me back in December. I guess I'm a little late, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I want to do in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Earn my masters&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a home&lt;br /&gt;3. Hajj&lt;br /&gt;4. Become a mom&lt;br /&gt;5. Visit Ireland, next year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;insha'allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to live for the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;1. make some darn good pies&lt;br /&gt;2. drive a stick&lt;br /&gt;3. play the clarinet&lt;br /&gt;4. dance&lt;br /&gt;5. Scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;6. Shop&lt;br /&gt;7. Procrastinate like there is no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I can’t do:&lt;br /&gt;1. sing&lt;br /&gt;2.sew&lt;br /&gt;3. read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. spell&lt;br /&gt;5. understand people&lt;br /&gt;6. draw&lt;br /&gt;7. write &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I say the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dumbA&lt;/span&gt;#$, usually while driving&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;insha'allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. whatever&lt;br /&gt;4. that's just crazy talk&lt;br /&gt;5. duh&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masha'allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that attract me to the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;: 1. my&lt;br /&gt;2. cute&lt;br /&gt;3. and&lt;br /&gt;4. wonderful&lt;br /&gt;5. other&lt;br /&gt;6. half&lt;br /&gt;7. even though he can drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Celebrity Crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shahrukh&lt;/span&gt; Khan&lt;br /&gt;2. Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;3. I guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-439231427658664504?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/439231427658664504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=439231427658664504&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/439231427658664504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/439231427658664504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/very-late-meme.html' title='A very late meme....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-7464647069567739396</id><published>2007-01-28T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:14:36.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well, I am in a much better mood. It's the start of a new week and I must say it has gotten off to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; start! Of course that could be due to the fact that I have done &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; today. I started of my day with a walk on the beach followed by a day spent reading and discovering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;You Tube&lt;/span&gt;. I never went on you tube before but I find it quite entertaining. I watched the first episode of Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Prairie&lt;/span&gt; on the Mosque. I'm not sure if I like it or not. It had it's funny moment but I'm not sure if I'm sold on it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instructor called me. I'm relieved to find out that I only have to do three case studies to make up for my time. Hopefully they aren't too bad. She is also giving me until next week to do them which totally rocks! Of course I'm going to the library and get the done on Tuesday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Insha'allah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many thoughts going on my head through out the day that I would like to post about and when it comes time I never remember them. Maybe I should start carrying a recorder around! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-7464647069567739396?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/7464647069567739396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=7464647069567739396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7464647069567739396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7464647069567739396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-bloody-sunday.html' title='Not a bloody Sunday'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-8988792982863557563</id><published>2007-01-27T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T17:12:03.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have had the week from Hell. I am so glad that tomorrow is Sunday and I get to start a new week, blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that totally sucked this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My exam. I pretty sure that it was written in Greek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My ER experience. I have come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;realization&lt;/span&gt; that I'm a complete idiot who knows nothing. LOVELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting a stomach virus and being sick on a clinical day. Oh, and that would be the day I would have to turn my paper in! So, not only do I have to make up the day with something ultra boring but I'm pretty sure my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;instructor&lt;/span&gt; thinks I didn't have my paper done. &lt;em&gt;Great!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having someone ask me "are you sure you are in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; semester?". &lt;em&gt;Ouch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that rocked, very, very short list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having an awesome man who will bring me soup, crackers and soda during his lunch hour when he found out I was sick. I think I'll keep him:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-8988792982863557563?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/8988792982863557563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=8988792982863557563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8988792982863557563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8988792982863557563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-had-week-from-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-1187360492520541614</id><published>2007-01-22T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:01:50.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbV6SdxRB-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JlByZS7qxK0/s1600-h/comicstrip116.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023055417049155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbV6SdxRB-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JlByZS7qxK0/s400/comicstrip116.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to stop being my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt; self. I will do the things on my today list the day that I'm suppose to do them. I mean that new Palm is not just to look pretty, right? I will open my nursing book more often and not let it sit on my coffee table collecting dust. I will start on all papers on advance and stop waiting to do them the night before. I will get all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Meds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pub. time and assignments done in a timely manner and not wait till the night before to complete &lt;em&gt;three hours &lt;/em&gt;of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to bed so I can get up early tomorrow, head to the library and glue my bum to the seat and I will hopefully walk out of the exam with a 75% or higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-1187360492520541614?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/1187360492520541614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=1187360492520541614&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/1187360492520541614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/1187360492520541614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/starting-tomorrow.html' title='Starting tomorrow...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbV6SdxRB-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JlByZS7qxK0/s72-c/comicstrip116.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-8566353712936717104</id><published>2007-01-22T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:57:44.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow's my exam. I don't feel as ready as I should but I never am. I really don't care anymore, if I get a C it's not the end of the world. I'm tired of trying to be perfect on these test. In the long run it won't really matter. I know what I know.&lt;br /&gt;Lecture was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; today. It's all starting to make since and that is such a wonderful feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing is I will have lots of time before my exam to study. My exams for the last two semesters have been at 9:30. This semester they aren't until 1:30! That means lots of time to study tomorrow!! woo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-8566353712936717104?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/8566353712936717104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=8566353712936717104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8566353712936717104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8566353712936717104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-tomorrows-my-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-5701379486938826837</id><published>2007-01-21T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:08:37.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colts vs. Bears</title><content type='html'>INDY MADE IT!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com" title="'Myspace"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/143/143297yy9k90feab.gif" width="159" height="120" alt="'myspace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-5701379486938826837?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/5701379486938826837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=5701379486938826837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5701379486938826837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5701379486938826837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/colts-vs-bears.html' title='Colts vs. Bears'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-7499585798310535817</id><published>2007-01-21T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T11:26:15.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days..</title><content type='html'>It has been one of those days. I woke up feeling like crap and I wasn't the only one. My poor kitty thought that the broom was a tasty little item and spent the morning trying to get it up from his digestive tract. I was really worried but I think he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now. I thought I was going to have to make an emergency run to the vet. I don't understand my cat sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been very productive and I have been in a crappy mood. I have managed to catch up on a couple more blogs and I'm going to attempt to clean my apartment and work on my paper. Oh, and maybe try to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the weirdest dream last night. I had a dream I was stuck in India with an old friend from high school that I actually haven't even seen since high school. We were in my apartment but it was in India without electricity and water. What was really weird were the kittens that were outside that could talk to me and offer me fruit. Very, very strange....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-7499585798310535817?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/7499585798310535817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=7499585798310535817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7499585798310535817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7499585798310535817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days..'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-7131242037517083615</id><published>2007-01-20T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:23:21.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I have so much time...</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging twice in one day. Because you know, I have so much free time on my hands. I'm a lady of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leisure you know&lt;/span&gt;. Of course there are other things I could be doing. I think the list is something like this...&lt;br /&gt;studying so I don't fail my test&lt;br /&gt;working on my paper&lt;br /&gt;catching up with family and friends who think I'm MIA&lt;br /&gt;cleaning my apartment&lt;br /&gt;trying to get my photos organized and sent out to those who have been asking for them forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; on my thank you cards&lt;br /&gt;this could be a really long list, I think you guys get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see the Colts vs. Patriots game. I'm trying not to get my hopes up to high because it's always heartbreaking when your team gets that close and it doesn't happen. But it would be awesome to see the Colts in the superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are killing me. KILLING ME! I was really good last week and worked out and now it is payback time. I was suppose to workout today but I'm being ultra lazy and well the fact that I might cry during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; workout might not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to go over to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MIL's&lt;/span&gt; and have dinner but I so do not want to leave my house. But then there's the really good already cooked food. And I really don't want to cook. But I know that if I go over there I will be there all night and that puts a cramp into my night of being lazy and nonproductive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Decisions&lt;/span&gt;,Decisions....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-7131242037517083615?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/7131242037517083615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=7131242037517083615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7131242037517083615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7131242037517083615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/because-i-have-so-much-time.html' title='Because I have so much time...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-1421948004102603832</id><published>2007-01-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:35:33.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How cute is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbJuxNxRB9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/tfXsxe4IBek/s1600-h/file011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022198326260467666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbJuxNxRB9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/tfXsxe4IBek/s400/file011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course my cats would never do this. They know I would freak out if they slept in my sink!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-1421948004102603832?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/1421948004102603832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=1421948004102603832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/1421948004102603832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/1421948004102603832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-cute-is-this.html' title='How cute is this?'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RbJuxNxRB9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/tfXsxe4IBek/s72-c/file011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-3012295751532562879</id><published>2007-01-20T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:33:04.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish the weekend could last forever</title><content type='html'>I'm so dreading Tuesday. Ugh. I should be studying right now but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I try to read my book it all looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Greek&lt;/span&gt;. I think my brain is temporarily out of order.&lt;br /&gt;I had a busy morning. I was awoken by a very hungry kitty this morning an realized that I didn't have any cat food. Yesterday was my day to run errands and that never got accomplished. Thankfully I had tuna and they were extra happy this morning.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to run to the bank, post office, blockbuster, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petsmart&lt;/span&gt;, gas station and grocery store. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Woofreakinghoo&lt;/span&gt;. Have I mentioned how much I hate going out and facing the madness on a  Saturday? I did fall in love with a kitty a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petsmart&lt;/span&gt; and if I could have taken this cat home I would in a heartbeat. She was oh so adorable. I also went and got a pedicure. I really can't afford it right now but it's my little splurge on myself. Also justify it because I live in Florida. I like wear closed toe shoes, um, like never. I wear tennis shoes when I work out and at the hospital. The other 98% of the time my feet are in flip flops are sandals. So I'm really doing the world a favor by having pretty feet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahaa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Nacho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Libre&lt;/span&gt; last night and all I have to say is that I want those two hours of my life back. I didn't laugh once and baby only chuckled maybe once. Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;. I am on my third season of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Felicity&lt;/span&gt; right now. I still don't understand why I never watched Felicity while it was on because it really is a good show. Who knew? I also have been watching Sex and the City starting from season one. My mom bought me the complete set for Christmas plus all the seasons of the Gilmore Girls. My mom rocks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me and baby went to the beach and worked out yesterday. It's going to be our Friday morning thing now since he has Fridays off now. We are going to hit the beach tomorrow. He says it is going to help me with my stress and anxiety. Well see.....I guess it's better than chocolate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Prozac&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-3012295751532562879?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/3012295751532562879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=3012295751532562879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3012295751532562879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3012295751532562879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wish-weekend-could-last-forever.html' title='I wish the weekend could last forever'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-2250383021747749623</id><published>2007-01-19T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:45:59.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years ago...</title><content type='html'>today I met my one and only. I think I might share the story of how we met tomorrow. But right now I need someone to talk me of the ledge I'm on. School is seriously freaking me out. HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Would anyone like to trade places with me next week? Then I wouldn't have to take this exam which really freaking me out and I wouldn't have to write this paper that is making me break out in hives. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, why did I want to be a nurse again???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-2250383021747749623?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/2250383021747749623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=2250383021747749623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2250383021747749623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2250383021747749623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/4-years-ago.html' title='4 years ago...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-5117311706177759966</id><published>2007-01-16T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T19:54:53.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahhhhh....</title><content type='html'>One of those days where I was motivated to do nothing. I don't know how I managed to stay awake during class. I need a whole lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mylanta&lt;/span&gt; because this semester is stressing me out. So much to do and so little time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I got this but I thought it was cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/Ra2dgdxRB8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Te_NhRxyZF8/s1600-h/0427bish-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020842340660611010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/Ra2dgdxRB8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Te_NhRxyZF8/s400/0427bish-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-5117311706177759966?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/5117311706177759966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=5117311706177759966&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5117311706177759966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5117311706177759966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/blahhhhh.html' title='blahhhhh....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/Ra2dgdxRB8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Te_NhRxyZF8/s72-c/0427bish-a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-5853529373486719763</id><published>2007-01-15T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:02:11.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RauziNxRB7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Pt8_SPwULeg/s1600-h/010107.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020303610027771826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RauziNxRB7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Pt8_SPwULeg/s400/010107.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-5853529373486719763?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/5853529373486719763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=5853529373486719763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5853529373486719763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5853529373486719763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qr5d3TAiiLo/RauziNxRB7I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Pt8_SPwULeg/s72-c/010107.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-428891831838311618</id><published>2007-01-15T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T08:41:06.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off</title><content type='html'>I don't have class today and that is a blessing. I love holidays when we have no school! It will bite when I start working because then holidays will just be another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a complete bum yesterday. I slept until 10am, something I haven't done in awhile!! It did feel nice though. I didn't get to much accomplished. It was one of those nice lazy days.:) I went over to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MIL's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner and hung out with her for a bit. Then me and hubby rented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Talladega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nights. That was such a funny movie!! We were going to go the cinema but there was nothing playing that I really wanted to see. I hate that! There will be tons of good movies out and I can't go but the minute I decided I want to go the movie theatre there are none that I want to see! Such a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining today, blah. I really don't feel like doing anything but I must. I'm going to try to organize these millions of photos I have. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;behind &lt;/span&gt;on my scrapbook. I have two years worth of photos to catch up on. Wants depressing is that I still have 27 more rolls of film and tons of digital that still haven't been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;developed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that today is one of those days were I am not leaving the house. I'm in my nice comfy inside clothes and I'm going to start cleaning out my closet, study and then study some more. We have a test next week and a critical paper due. Yuck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, my life has become so boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is nice about this semester is that my theory &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lecture&lt;/span&gt; isn't until 1:30 so I don't have to be in a rush to get to school. The down side is that I have to face rush hour traffic coming home. My mom bought me a slow cooker so it might be somewhat easier to make dinner this semester. I have been eating so unhealthy and it is starting to show in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;waistline&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't been on a very good workout schedule so I decided I need to work on that. I worked out yesterday and my body is really hating me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-428891831838311618?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/428891831838311618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=428891831838311618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/428891831838311618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/428891831838311618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-off.html' title='Day off'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-5416289396079796966</id><published>2007-01-13T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:55:56.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Productive Saturdays</title><content type='html'>Well, today has been a productive day. I have cleaned my apartment, have done my shopping for the week and have got up on all my e-mails (that was a huge task) and caught up my laundry! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Insha'allah&lt;/span&gt;, I shall catch up on my blog reading and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. I really haven't read any blogs for over a month now so it will be a lot of reading!&lt;br /&gt;School is hectic and crazy. I think I might have found an area that I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in! My first clinical day was spent in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TICU&lt;/span&gt; and I loved it! Of course I'm not prepared to go into ICU right after graduating, but I did found out that they will take new grads into the step down unit. Very cool! I just want to find a nice hospital though. I don't want to be stuck in a place that I hate and then end up hating nursing. Well, this has been a pointless post but I'm trying to get back into posting more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-5416289396079796966?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/5416289396079796966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=5416289396079796966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5416289396079796966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5416289396079796966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-heart-productive-saturdays.html' title='I heart Productive Saturdays'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-7045396440790677554</id><published>2007-01-09T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:56:13.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, there is something seriously wrong with this picture. It is only Tuesday and I want the week to be over with already!! Crap, I didn't know that 2007 was going to get off to such a busy start.&lt;br /&gt;Go Gators!!! Sorry for all you Ohio fans out there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, not really because if you know me, you know how I feel about Ohio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-7045396440790677554?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/7045396440790677554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=7045396440790677554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7045396440790677554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/7045396440790677554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-3338007372612808204</id><published>2007-01-07T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T14:14:48.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Searches</title><content type='html'>pixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;muslim&lt;/span&gt;. Well, yes I am Muslim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, many searches for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hessie&lt;/span&gt;. I have just realized that in all my post I have been spelling it wrong. But as you can see from the searches that I'm not the only one spelling it wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amira&lt;/span&gt;. Once again, yes I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one for my sis which I found odd. Especially since I don't think I use her full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a search for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lalya's&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently someone is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amira's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nikkah&lt;/span&gt; because there were quite a bit of searches for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a lot of searches for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Salawar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kameez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-3338007372612808204?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/3338007372612808204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=3338007372612808204&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3338007372612808204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3338007372612808204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-searches.html' title='Blog Searches'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-906441679457308084</id><published>2007-01-07T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T14:11:12.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown begins...</title><content type='html'>I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; have 4 months till I graduate starting tomorrow. I'm relieved, excited and terrified. I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orientation&lt;/span&gt; for clinical Thursday and it was very boring. And I'm a wee bit scared of my clinical instructor. Not good!!! I start my first lecture tomorrow, I hope it isn't too bad. I'm doing acute care first and I start psych the second week in Feb. In March I will have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;preceptorship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I think I want ICU as my first choice, ER as my second and telemetry as my final choice.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is about the start of a new year but it always makes me optimistic and cheerful. I woke up so happy today, that rarely happens! I just hope this year is better than last. Not that last year was bad it was just a strange year.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of deleting my blog but I decided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; it. I have just been so busy lately but I know the minute that I delete it that I would regret it!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully when I get some time I will finally get around to writing a post about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nikkah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-906441679457308084?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/906441679457308084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=906441679457308084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/906441679457308084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/906441679457308084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/countdown-begins.html' title='The Countdown begins...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-4130238470091859786</id><published>2007-01-01T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T16:30:26.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007</title><content type='html'>I hope that everyone had a great and fun evening last night. My night was fun but I'm sick right now. I have slept most of the day and have accomplished nothing. I have a mountain of dirty clothes in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;utility&lt;/span&gt; room and a house that needs a little TLC. I need manage to clean out my cats bathroom. They have a brand new, pretty, purple litter box to start off the new year.&lt;br /&gt;We went spent a couple of hours with the family last night, which is always a good time. Then around 11 we headed to a pub to hang out with baby's friend and then it was off to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; party. We didn't get home until 3:30 but it was fun. All except the stupid drunk girl who spilled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;champagne&lt;/span&gt; down my back right before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not doing any resolutions this year because I never accomplish them. So why bother? I think I'm going to spend the rest of the night catching up on my blogs. I have so much reading to do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-4130238470091859786?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/4130238470091859786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=4130238470091859786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/4130238470091859786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/4130238470091859786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-6147410863137844213</id><published>2006-12-31T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T13:57:11.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak and happy new year</title><content type='html'>I hope that everyone had a pleasant day yesterday and has a great new year. I am sick, blah!! I don't know how much fun I will have tonight.:) But it will be a low key evening spent with family and possibly stopping by some friends houses.&lt;br /&gt;I have been running non-stop!! I haven't had time to do anything and it bites because school starts Thursday.:( The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nikkah&lt;/span&gt; went really well and I'm happy that it is OVER!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful night tonight and remember to be safe!!! There are lots of crazies out tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-6147410863137844213?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/6147410863137844213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=6147410863137844213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/6147410863137844213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/6147410863137844213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/eid-mubarak-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Eid Mubarak and happy new year'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-4263163734961262428</id><published>2006-12-21T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T05:55:09.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that school is finally over with. I still haven't had a chance to relax though. I am taking the time this morning to get my house cleaned, get my hair done and hopefully catch up on my email and some blogs. Hopefully! I am going to have to post about what a nightmare my last clincial day was. The nurses on that floor were just bitches to us.&lt;br /&gt;Baby's sisters came in late Tuesday night. I spent the day over there with them. It is so fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; his nieces and nephew here. I am so glad that they were able to come early. It has been fun having them here.&lt;br /&gt;The pool is covered and the tent is up!! They came and finished up yesterday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt; the tables and chairs. I have everything that I need for my outfit. We went and bought baby an outfit yesterday. He didn't want to wear anything traditional but we said it would look funny with all of us dressed up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;shalawars&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lenghas&lt;/span&gt;. He isn't thrilled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the ideal but he looks gorgeous in it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went for a trial makeup run yesterday and it didn't turn out so well. I was going to have her come and do my makeup but I think I will just have my mom do it. I think my mom really wants to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I am having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mehndi&lt;/span&gt; party Saturday with just his family. It should be fun and I'm really looking forward to getting my henna done. I have never had it done so it should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. It took forever to book someone. What a nightmare! His mom had a number for a lady but she's going to be in New York the night that I want it done.  I had the hardest time either getting a hold of people or they were out of my price range. I found someone by pure luck. I was driving along and noticed a new place and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to try them. They are super nice and they were in my price range, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masha'allah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So now all I have to do is get my hair done and pick up some scrapbook pages, photo corners, pens for my guestbook and my friend's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Polaroid&lt;/span&gt; camera and I am done! I bought a really pretty scrapbook and I'm going to have people take pictures of themselves (only if they want to) and then sign by their pic. Or they can just sign the page. I looked a books and I didn't see any that I liked so I just decided to go with the scrapbook because I'm going to use it anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-4263163734961262428?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/4263163734961262428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=4263163734961262428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/4263163734961262428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/4263163734961262428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits.'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-3755211548212830656</id><published>2006-12-18T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:45:34.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a clone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I have been way too busy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ARG&lt;/span&gt;!!! But some good news, I now only have one semester left on nursing school!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Insha'allah&lt;/span&gt; in four months I will have a degree in nursing!!! Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;So things have been busy around here. I'm trying to clean and organize my apartment, to the last minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nikkah&lt;/span&gt; things and have a life. Not going so well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I will post more later, I just wanted to let everyone to know that I'm still alive, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;:) I can't wait to catch up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; blog and I hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-3755211548212830656?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/3755211548212830656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=3755211548212830656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3755211548212830656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/3755211548212830656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-need-clone.html' title='I need a clone'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-8675019393482375838</id><published>2006-12-02T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T08:50:57.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Places I've been....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=ALAKAZARCADCDEFLGAILINKSKYLAMEMDMIMSMOMTNJNYNCOHOKPASCSDTNTXVAWVWIWY"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own personalized map of the USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; or check out our&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/northamerica/unitedstates/california"&gt;California travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-8675019393482375838?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/8675019393482375838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=8675019393482375838&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8675019393482375838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8675019393482375838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/places-ive-been.html' title='Places I&apos;ve been....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-5911846582578537970</id><published>2006-12-01T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:47:59.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of heart</title><content type='html'>I have really been missing Chicago. I don't really know why. But then I saw this. Yikes, that's one nightmare I don't miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4298/1547/1600/929986/lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4298/1547/400/806822/lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;photo from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CBS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-5911846582578537970?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/5911846582578537970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=5911846582578537970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5911846582578537970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/5911846582578537970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-of-heart.html' title='Change of heart'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-2248949636524160966</id><published>2006-12-01T14:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:31:57.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defeated</title><content type='html'>That's how I feel today. I'm sure if I were to open my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;horoscope&lt;/span&gt; it would say "Libra, today I would advise staying in bed with the shades down and your doors locked. For today is the opening day of deer hunting season and well dear, &lt;em&gt;you are the deer. &lt;/em&gt;And the whole world has guns and hunting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;licences&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I'm tired of school, people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that pertains to weddings. I think if I even hear the word wedding or nikka one more time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-2248949636524160966?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/2248949636524160966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=2248949636524160966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2248949636524160966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2248949636524160966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/12/defeated_243.html' title='Defeated'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-8535591409330360792</id><published>2006-11-28T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T19:24:36.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Tidbits</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting her enjoying a cup of hot chocolate before bed. It is nice to be able to relax before bed instead of trying to finish up my paperwork for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clinical&lt;/span&gt;. I had all my care plans done by 6!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, that is just amazing for me. I also got most of my stuff on my to-do list done. All except the working out part. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;So I had my last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lecture&lt;/span&gt; class today. woo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!! But on the downside, I have 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;clinicals&lt;/span&gt;, 5,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I repeat &lt;em&gt;5 &lt;/em&gt;exams. That is just pure craziness!! I have my last exam, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;procalc&lt;/span&gt;, one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hessie&lt;/span&gt; for med/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;surg&lt;/span&gt;, one for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;peds&lt;/span&gt; and then the final. Yuck!!! But on the plus side there are no papers to write!! Oh, and I have a billion things that I have to complete online because I freaking have to wait to the last minute to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;My mom has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; shopping early this year. And I guess she is going the online route because I have started getting packages. Of course I can't open them and it's driving me CRAZY! The only person she has left is my youngest nephew and my brother. Pretty impressive I must say. I apparently didn't get the procrastination gene from my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-8535591409330360792?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/8535591409330360792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=8535591409330360792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8535591409330360792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/8535591409330360792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/tuesdays-tidbits_28.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Tidbits'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-2813644041164092562</id><published>2006-11-27T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:10:48.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Musings</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here trying to get motivated to study when I would rather be at the beach. I don't go to the beach very often but today is the perfect day. It is gorgeous outside!!! We did have a week of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt; weather, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;brrrr&lt;/span&gt;. I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; because it was only in the 60's and I was FREEZING! I have become such a wimp. I mean hello, I endured winters in Chicago, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school is going well. I got to remove staples the other week something I haven't done before. That was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; lots of fun. I also got to see a pic line removed. I guess I didn't realize how long those things are!! It had to feel weird coming out!!&lt;br /&gt;I did really well on my last exam. I mean I kicked some boo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tay&lt;/span&gt;!! I got a 98!!! I almost passed out when that grade came up. I don't know how I did it. I am super nervous about the final. I remember nothing from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Peds&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ARGGG&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was great as usual. Well, except for the fact that I didn't get to spend with one single member of &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; family. I hate being away from them sometimes. But it was a nice time and the turkey was superb. I mean really, it was the best turkey I have ever had. I was lazy and didn't make a single thing this year. I was exhausted and just couldn't get the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt; planning is going well, I found my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lengha&lt;/span&gt;!! I love it!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I was starting to panic. I was having a problem because I wasn't going to spend some of the crazy prices for one. I mean how many times am I going to wear it? But I found one that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love!! I will post a pic but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; picked it up yet. His sisters were really sweet and looked for me and I spent way to much time online looking for them. I did see some really nice ones online but I was afraid that I was cutting it too close on time. I guess that's what I get for waiting to long!!!&lt;br /&gt;His sister was really sweet and made an address chart for me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;labels&lt;/span&gt; and even sent me some wedding stamps for the invites. It was much appreciated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, someone hit my car today. I always park far away from everyone and I still get freaking hit. It isn't bad but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt;. Bastards. I hope that it doesn't cost too much to fix. I guess that's the trouble with having a new car. With my old car it could have gotten hit and I wouldn't have even noticed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little late with catching up with the world and just read about the men who were taken off the plane for praying. I shouldn't be shocked but I am. I just can not believe that people can be so narrow minded. I will make an effort never to fly U.S. Airways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been some odd searches lately.&lt;br /&gt;How to say Masha Allah&lt;br /&gt;Caffeine and impotence, sorry can't help you there!!&lt;br /&gt;Thyroid Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hessie&lt;/span&gt;, I'm tired of this one, we all know how I feel about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hessie&lt;/span&gt; exam&lt;br /&gt;toe rings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;salawar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kameez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pixie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt;, yes there are pixies in Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;amira's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt;. I found this one just odd....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-2813644041164092562?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/2813644041164092562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=2813644041164092562&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2813644041164092562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2813644041164092562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-musings.html' title='Monday Musings'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-2765109857574233737</id><published>2006-11-25T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:43:05.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Block</title><content type='html'>I have so much to talk about and I can't seem to write anything. Blah!! Hope that everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-2765109857574233737?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/2765109857574233737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=2765109857574233737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2765109857574233737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/2765109857574233737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/blgogers-block.html' title='Bloggers Block'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116353576217934811</id><published>2006-11-14T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:42:30.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays Tidbits</title><content type='html'>Well, today as been very uneventful. Not much going on except trying to get everything done on my to-do list. I'm sure I'm getting a lot done by being on here blogging, eh?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the caters last night. The food was good and the place was spotless. So I think we are going to go with them. I didn't know that she was going to get a cater. Because that wasn't the original plan. So I talked to a friend and she said to just let his mom have this one. I'm going to try and do that. It's just hard when I'm use to being in control of things, especially when it's my nikah. I'm just letting everyone enjoy this one because when it comes to my wedding I will have final say in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our welcome letter yesterday. We also got our forms to pick what rotation we wanted first. Either med/surg or psych. We also got to put down three hospitals we would like. The end is near. I just have to pass clinical, pass two more exams, two Hessies and pass my final!!! 8 more days of actual school!!! I have to renew my cpr this Sat. Ugh. I also going to try and get my procalc out of the way on Friday. I don't want a repeat of last semesters drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116353576217934811?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116353576217934811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116353576217934811&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116353576217934811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116353576217934811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/tuesdays-tidbits.html' title='Tuesdays Tidbits'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116339199831982025</id><published>2006-11-12T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:26:38.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Boring Post.</title><content type='html'>It's 11:12 p.m. and I really should be in bed. But I can't sleep. Sucks to be me. Especially since I get up at 5 a.m. Mmmm...that might not be happening tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was suppose to go to a really awesome lecture today. Baby was going to go with me and this other couple. Well, baby started a new job Sat. so he couldn't go because he had to work today. Boo. So I was going to ride with nice couple but he got called in. Boo-hiss.&lt;br /&gt;So I went by myself. The drive was horrible because apparently every Sunday driver decided that University Drive was going to be the perfect route for the scenic drive, grrrr. Well, I never found the Bldg. so I walked around like a compete dolt and no one knew anything. I mean, how can you go to school and not know your own campus? So I missed the lecture.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it was for the best because I wasn't feeling so well today. I came back home and took a three hour nap, thus why I can't sleep now. I did finally get through a HUGE pile of mail that has been sitting for way too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116339199831982025?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116339199831982025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116339199831982025&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116339199831982025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116339199831982025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/very-boring-post.html' title='Very Boring Post.'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116328526805173826</id><published>2006-11-11T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:34:08.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Saturdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/lca061111.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/lca061111.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am finally rested and my house is cleaned, my laundry is caught up and I have my sanity back. All good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really busy week. I was lacking on sleep so when Friday rolled around I wasn't the most pleasant person to be around. Just ask baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an exam on Tuesday that went very well, masha allah. My clinical day on Wed. was fabulous. All except the patient that went MIA. I didn't realize that he wasn't coming back until 11:30. We are off the floor at 12pm. Apparently the RN forgot to mention that he was being moved to a different floor in report. So I only had one patient and all went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Thursday shadowing a nurse in OR. She was super cool but the surgeries were blah. Just a veriocelectomy (sp?) and a vasectomy. I missed the thyroidectomy. That would have been really interesting. Not to mention better than staring at someone's testicles. So the first nurse had to leave and was replaced by another nurse. She was a tad bit annoying. She said the most annoying thing when I left. "Don't forget to wash your hands. Remember that we wash our hands after we take off our gloves". Really? Because they never freaking taught us that one lady. It took all I had to hold in what I truly wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a tad bit frustrated lately with people. I have been getting treated like I either know nothing or I am getting treated like I'm freaking 18. Mom told me that I need to let some lioness out and maybe people will back off. I'm just afraid that a little too much will come out at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got into my "first" wedding fight. Well, ok, not so much a fight. More like me screaming like a mad woman. It was over the Nikah and it wasn't pretty. I feel really bad now but I was just frustrated with his mom. I know she doesn't mean any harm but sometimes she just gets to me. Everything that I suggested was knocked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have start the official wedding planning. I have found a dress that I love but I don't know if I will like it when I see it in person. I have also found a couple of places to look at for the ceremony/reception. I have decided to make my bridesmaids cards asking them to be in the wedding. I've never made cards so wish me luck! I'm having more than I planned on. My MOH, 4 bridesmaids, 2 jr. bridesmaids and two flower girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to try to be productive tonight!!!:) I did to start working on some papers and start planning my booth for women's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116328526805173826?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116328526805173826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116328526805173826&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116328526805173826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116328526805173826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-heart-saturdays.html' title='I heart Saturdays!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116294455726020129</id><published>2006-11-07T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:09:17.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out and VOTE!</title><content type='html'>Ok, the polls are closed here but if the polls are still open where you live please get out and vote!!! Don't let your vote go to waste! Especially if you are a woman. Remember how long it took us to get the vote, don't waste it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116294455726020129?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116294455726020129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116294455726020129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116294455726020129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116294455726020129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/get-out-and-vote.html' title='Get out and VOTE!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116259851426220409</id><published>2006-11-03T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:43:30.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Muslim Wife....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'0&lt;br /&gt;Color: Well, let's go with the color of my shoes. They are pink!&lt;br /&gt;Piercing: just my ears&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: yes, but I hate it so I'm not telling. I was 18 and didn't know better&lt;br /&gt;Time: 6:34 pm&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Cheerful:)&lt;br /&gt;Taste: diet coke&lt;br /&gt;Weather: low 80's&lt;br /&gt;Bad habit: no big surprise, PROCRASTINATION&lt;br /&gt;Current crush: my man&lt;br /&gt;Biggest regret: Really don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;Perfume(s): Happy by Clinique&lt;br /&gt;Thing I want to do: Right now? Well, I'm pretty content doing what I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite&lt;br /&gt;TV show: Grey's Anatomy, The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;Book: Well, that is just impossible to answer&lt;br /&gt;Non alcoholic drink: coke&lt;br /&gt;Milk drink: Uh? milk?&lt;br /&gt;Brand: I'm not sure about this question.....&lt;br /&gt;Color: Pink&lt;br /&gt;Emblem: nothing&lt;br /&gt;Perfume: Chanel No. 5&lt;br /&gt;Designer: BCBG&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate: All of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I Ever&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law: If you count speeding&lt;br /&gt;Misused credit card: Don't own one, alhamdulillah. ditto.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school: Yes, way too many times&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep in the shower/bath: no, I don't think I could&lt;br /&gt;Had children: not yet!:)&lt;br /&gt;Been in love: yes, with my man&lt;br /&gt;Been hurt: Well, who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;job: nursing student&lt;br /&gt;My CD player has what in it right now: Deep Dish in Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;I were a crayon, the color: I'm going to go with lavender&lt;br /&gt;What makes me happy: my kitties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When/What Was the Last&lt;br /&gt;I got a real letter: Does a postcard count? I just got one last week from my friend when she was on her honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;Got an email: about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Thing I purchased: Food&lt;br /&gt;TV program I watched: Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;Movie I saw in the theaters: Barnyard&lt;br /&gt;Hugged: my kitty:)&lt;br /&gt;Place I was an hour ago: Target&lt;br /&gt;Song heard: Deep dish&lt;br /&gt;Phone call: baby&lt;br /&gt;Was depressed: couple weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Comes to Mind When I Hear&lt;br /&gt;Car: traffic&lt;br /&gt;Murder: pain&lt;br /&gt;Cape: superman&lt;br /&gt;Cell: bill&lt;br /&gt;Fun: my friends&lt;br /&gt;Shoe: heels&lt;br /&gt;Crush: REM&lt;br /&gt;Music: cd&lt;br /&gt;Love: happy&lt;br /&gt;Chalk: dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116259851426220409?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116259851426220409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116259851426220409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116259851426220409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116259851426220409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116259379551308896</id><published>2006-11-03T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T14:43:15.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Well, nothing has gone according to my plan today. Pooey! I had a very nice to-do list and plans of getting up early and getting everything done. I think I got maybe two thing done on my list. I am beginning to hate my to-do list because I never seem to get anything accomplished anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the health department yesterday and I have never been so bored in my life. Seriously, it was a total waste of time. I saw nothing. Nothing! the nurses didn't see one patient. Very boring. It was weird because the doctor's do the assessment and the cna's do the vitals and the nurse just does the immunizations and teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday clinical was interesting. I didn't have time to be bored. It was non-stop. But I did get to discontinue a central line and that was pretty cool. I get to go back to the OR next week. I hope I see something more interesting than I saw last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116259379551308896?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116259379551308896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116259379551308896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116259379551308896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116259379551308896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/11/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116232492405922487</id><published>2006-10-31T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:18:16.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just clicked on Layla's link to see if it still worked and it is now a link to a porn site. Ok, WTH?&lt;br /&gt;Update: I fixed the porn problem. That was something that I just didn't  need to see. It is now updated with Layla's new blog and not porn:)  I have also updated everyone's link and added a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116232492405922487?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116232492405922487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116232492405922487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116232492405922487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116232492405922487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.html' title='EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116232377313581588</id><published>2006-10-31T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:57:48.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Myspace Graphics" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img height="420" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/96/96657edxxlcjdtu.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that tomorrow is the start of a new month. It almost feels like a clean new slate and I so need that feeling. I have been way down for the last couple of weeks and I really haven't figured out why. I really don't have a reason to feel melancholy but I do. I really need to get out of this funk I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, just tired, tired, tired. I want to be done with school. I'm tired of the feeling I'm not learning anything. Which brings my stress levels up because I will be out of school in 5 months. That scares the hell out of me. It also doesn't help that I have been home for the last two days &lt;em&gt;sick. Ugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE being sick. I know who I got it from too. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;So I want to talk about my friend's wedding and Eid but really don't feel up to it right now, so I will save the happy post for another day.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get excited. Why? Because Thanksgiving will soon be here, one of my all time favorite holidays. A holiday that is all about family and &lt;em&gt;food.&lt;/em&gt; I'm going to make the stuffing from the recipe that I got from Amira's site. Of course I will be making my deviled eggs and pumpkin pie. And I am going to try this new recipe for spinach dip. Baby loves spinach dip so I'm going to make it just for him.&lt;br /&gt;The next 5 months will be busy because of Christmas, my Nikah, my last spring break, graduating, my trip to Ireland. Then I have to start planning my wedding in April. Oh, and like I need to pass my state boards and find a job. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the birthday wishes! I am still waiting to feel like a "real" adult. Does that ever happen?&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon, a happier post, insha'allah. And also an updated sidebar. I really need to update my links.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116232377313581588?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116232377313581588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116232377313581588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116232377313581588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116232377313581588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116135035775590360</id><published>2006-10-20T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T06:19:17.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This day in History.....</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday, Oct. 20, the 293rd day of 2006. There are 72 days left in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1803, the U.S. Senate ratified the Louisiana Purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1903, a joint commission ruled in favor of the United States in a boundary dispute between the District of Alaska and Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Opera House opens in 1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day in 1975 I was brought into the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my birthday and I don't know how I feel about it. I am always excited about my birthdays because I'm narcisstic like that:) But I don't like the thought of being 31. When did this happen???? I don't &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So plan for today is to have a nice relaxing day. We won't do anything to celebrate until next week when Ramadan is over. So I will be catching up on everyone's blog and scrapping. I received some gifts yesterday. It was a nice surprise. Someone gave me two books of my wish list and I got The second season of Grey's Anatomy!!! Very cool! I might be back later. But I might not because I am the birthday girl and I can do what I want, hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116135035775590360?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116135035775590360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116135035775590360&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116135035775590360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116135035775590360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-day-in-history.html' title='This day in History.....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116111195252352545</id><published>2006-10-17T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:05:52.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits...</title><content type='html'>Well, I am sitting here with all the windows in my house open, enjoying a nice great breeze on this sunny perfect day! I love Florida on days like this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had my last peds exam today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank goodness that is over with. Blech. I really didn't study that much. I studied Friday on the plane and this morning. I passed with an 84. I'm happy and content. I didn't put much in but I knew what I knew and that was good enough for me. I mean I am not stressing out anymore. Why should I?? I need to do my paperwork for clinical and then I'm done. I will start reading my med/surg stuff tomorrow. We are doing cardiac first, one of my faves. I love the cardiovascular system. I'm a dork like that.&lt;br /&gt;I was in Peds ER for my last clinical day. It was interesting. Everyone was really nice and I saw some cool stuff. I got to see my first code!!! Not that I should be excited by that but I was.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was absolutely perfect!! The bride was happy the whole time and didn't freak out at all. I might write about it later but really don't feel like it right now. But everyone had a good time!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have to say I am really beginning to like this engagement thing. I am having fun telling people, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So, I am going to enjoy the rest of my day, hopefully I will get to do some scrapping. I am off till Monday!!! Woo-Hoo!!! Well, until Tuesday if Eid is on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116111195252352545?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116111195252352545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116111195252352545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116111195252352545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116111195252352545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116044008580538378</id><published>2006-10-09T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:28:05.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss crabby</title><content type='html'>I can not wait until this freaking rotation is over with. I am on the verge here. I thought this semester would be better run but I guess I was wrong. First semester rocked. I loved it, I was on top of my game. Second semester sucked because it was disorganized. I wasn't on top of my game but I was doing good. This semester, not so good. Now, we have always been given fair questions in the last two semesters. A mix of critical thinking and knowledge based questions. I have to admit they never tricked us or worded things funny. If they felt they did they would give us the point because they knew the question was bad. Yeah, this semester I really think they try to trick us. I knew my stuff going in there. I studied my ass off. But once again crappy ass questions. I don't expect them to do anything about it because they apparently can not admit when they are wrong. Something I truly despise. Which in turn makes me not care for them so much. But I did do good on the exam and hit my target score. I'm just mad about the dumb ass questions. So there is my little rant and now I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I went got on the treadmill tonight and tried to work some of the frustration of and I feel oh so much better. I need to start working out again. I feel that I'm less stressed.(duh):)&lt;br /&gt;I finally found some shoes for my dress!!! I love them and they are oh, so pretty. So I have to drop off my dress to get hemmed and I have tons of stuff to do for my trip tomorrow. I also have to find time to study because I have a test Tuesday. GAH!!!! But at least it will be my last one in this crappy rotation. Masha'allah for that.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I found out today? That Everlast is a convert. I really only know one song of his that was on the radio but I found it interesting because I don't see many white guy converts. Good for him. We need more Irish converts, hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to baby's cousins last night for Iftar. It was a good time. Lots of food, praying and good conversations. Of course I didn't get to stay late because I had to be up before dawn today. But I did get sent home with some food. Woo-hoo!!! I have enough food so I don't have to go shopping this week! And I still have some leftovers, so I am good to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116044008580538378?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116044008580538378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116044008580538378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116044008580538378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116044008580538378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/miss-crabby.html' title='Miss crabby'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116023198620817361</id><published>2006-10-07T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T07:54:22.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/comicstrip204.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/comicstrip204.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying like a mad woman. My study group has been hitting Barnes and Noble everyday after clinical and we spent all day at the library yesterday. I also will have two full days of studying ahead of me. I really need an 88 or higher on this exam. Oh, the pressure!!! Have I mentioned how much I HATE these lectures? They are just bad. Very, very bad. So, it will be interesting to see how we do this time around. I still can't believe that they would not take any responsibility on the last test. I know that it wasn't all their fault, that the blame is also with the students. But there has to be something going on when &lt;em&gt;half of the class fails&lt;/em&gt; the first test. I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;I went to NICU Wednesday and really enjoyed it. We didn't get to do anything but observe but it was very interesting. They had lots of babies so we got to see quite a bit. Then Thursday we went to the health department. I didn't think I would like it but I really did enjoy myself. I got to follow a doctor and watch exams. Got to see lots of stuff. Of course I'm just thinking but it would make more sense to have an OB heath clinic day when we are in OB and not Peds. Just saying.....&lt;br /&gt;So Ramadan is flying by. I haven't been able to fast because I have been sick and all that jazz. Really disappointed because this isn't how I envisioned my first Ramadan. I have come to the realization that until school is out that I really won't have much of a life. Besides it is only 7 months and less than a week away. If I don't go crazy first.&lt;br /&gt;So not much going on here. Just trying to get ready for my friends wedding which is next weekend and studying like crazy. If I don't do well on this test you just might see me on headline news...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116023198620817361?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116023198620817361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116023198620817361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116023198620817361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116023198620817361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-116000718003573233</id><published>2006-10-04T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:14:12.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons it sucks to be me right now....</title><content type='html'>1. I have a kitchen full of dirty dishes I don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waking up to realizing I have a flat tire due to a roofing nail that I got in my parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Not being able to fast because apparently I will pass out. Didn't quite happen but I was on my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having nice boyfriend taking my car and giving me his. Then my car decides to break down. My car hasn't broke down in the 9 years I've had it. What fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Having a test Monday. I'm so not ready. I don't think I ever will be. What also sucks is having a test the following Tuesday. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Murphy's Law. I think it is just automatic if your Irish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Being on the verge of being sick. Welcome to peds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Not being able to find shoes that I like thus delaying the alteration of my bridesmaid's dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Being broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Being so tired that I just wanted to climb in bed with one my patients today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good reasons to be me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having cool classmates who will pick me up when my car has a flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having a wonderful boyfriend give me a nicer car than my own. I mean how lucky am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having a mom who loves to send me care packages when I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Peds will be over in two weeks.....Meaning a semester and a half to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. In a week I will be able to see one of my closest friends. And I will be up north!!! Hello autumn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Having everyone notice that I got my hair done and saying how cute it looks. Compliments always make one feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Having a big cookie at Starbucks. I never knew those cookies were so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-116000718003573233?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/116000718003573233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=116000718003573233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116000718003573233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/116000718003573233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/10-reasons-it-sucks-to-be-me-right-now.html' title='10 Reasons it sucks to be me right now....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115984420293163515</id><published>2006-10-02T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:56:42.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, to be a feline...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/091806.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/091806.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my diary looked like this sometimes......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115984420293163515?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115984420293163515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115984420293163515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115984420293163515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115984420293163515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-to-be-feline.html' title='oh, to be a feline...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115984049427555889</id><published>2006-10-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:54:54.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So true.......</title><content type='html'>Top 10 NANDA diagnoses for nursing students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10. Fluid volume deficit r/t dehydrating effects of caffeine associated with increased student sightings at coffee bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Impaired social interactions r/t inappropriate topics of conversation associated with incessant discussions of bowel and bladder functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8. Sexual dysfunction r/t time constraints and stress-induced impotence associated with increased irritability of nursing students and their significant others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7. Functional constipation r/t lack of time to go to the bathroom associated with moving at the speed of light and still not getting everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Impaired skin integrity r/t increased intake of fat, chocolate, and alcohol associated with return to adolescent facial breakouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Anticipatory grieving r/t impending midterms and final exams associated with crying fits in October, December, March, and May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Maturational enuresis r/t trauma-induced regression to childhood associated with frequent changing of linens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Ineffective individual coping: obsessivecompulsive behaviors r/t high demand of nursing school associated with continual checking and rechecking of calendars, date books, course syllabi, and other nursing students to reassure that one is not forgetting assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Altered thought processes: caffeine-induced psychosis r/t increased coffee consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Self-care deficit r/t being a nursing student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115984049427555889?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115984049427555889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115984049427555889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115984049427555889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115984049427555889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-true.html' title='So true.......'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115966681123382433</id><published>2006-09-30T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:41:52.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made it through my second day of fasting, masha'allah. How I do not know because today was TOUGH! I really felt horrible, had a headache, therefore slept most of the day. Not good since I have a gazzillion things that needed to be done. But I didn't eat well last night or this morning so I need to force myself to eat. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, insha'allah.&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad because I really wanted to go the masjid this evening but I am just so exhausted. Not really a good excuse, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I came over to baby's house and broke fast and read Maghrib with my future mother in law. Ok, that is just fun to say, hahahaha:) I still can't believe that I will be starting my own little family separate from mine. It will be so wierd and adult like. I so don't feel like a "true" adult.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to read Isha and half way through my first rak'at I realize that I didn't have my hijab on! Duh!!! I have never did that before. I really have gone off the deep end. Crazy town here I come......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115966681123382433?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115966681123382433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115966681123382433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115966681123382433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115966681123382433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-made-it-through-my-second-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115964210315971050</id><published>2006-09-30T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:48:23.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masha'Allah</title><content type='html'>Ok, short list this week. I'm in one of those moods. Crabby and depressed. Why? I don't know. I have nothing to complain about but I just feel &lt;em&gt;stressed.&lt;/em&gt; I haven't been sleeping much lately either. I'm sure that is helping oh, so much. I keep having weird dreams and then I wake up thinking someone is in the room with me. Really freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having an extra day to my weekend. I really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For being able to start my fast. That last hour was tough!!! I had to drop some food off for baby and work and I was not the most pleasant driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Baby is letting me drive his car to school. How cool is that!!! I guess he wants me to be have air since I have a long drive. He says I just have to get really good grades. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My kitty. He just makes me happy. He has this thing of watching me during salaah. He will sit on the side of my prayer rug and just watch me. And when I'm done he will come up give me a kitty kiss and walk off. I heart my cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I might make some brownies and muffins today. Or I might wait till tomorrow. I want to take some brownies to Iftar tomorrow and I'm craving blueberry muffins for some odd reason. I just have some studying to do and I might do some scrapping. I was suppose to be in the heart walk today. I then realized that I would have to be there at 7:40am. I live an hour away. So I will just donate double next year to make up for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115964210315971050?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115964210315971050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115964210315971050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115964210315971050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115964210315971050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/mashaallah.html' title='Masha&apos;Allah'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115946047225336918</id><published>2006-09-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:21:12.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend is finally here!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have an early weekend!!! I had no clinical today due do to some teacher's meeting. I'm not complaining. This rotation has gone by so fast and I feel like I have learned nothing. I gave meds for the first time yesterday. I haven't given med since med/surg last semester. No joke. I seem to always get the patients that need little to no care. It has been that way since OB and I feel so uncomfortable on the floor. I can't believe I'm going to say this but I miss med/surg. At least I got to do things and stayed busy.&lt;br /&gt;Ronald McDonald came onto the floor yesterday. Totally freaked me out!!! My one phobia is clowns. I can see them in drawings and things like that but when I see them in person, they scare the hell out of me. He did give me card for free ice cream. I guess he felt bad about scaring me. Of course one of my classmates had to take it. I didn't even look at him and stayed away as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to get my hair done today. It really needs to be done and I'm sure I will feel much better once it's done. I hate when my hair looks bad.&lt;br /&gt;I will begin fasting tomorrow, so I'm excited about that. Finally, my first fast!!! We are also invited to a friends house for Iftar. That should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have the heart walk this weekend. I'm trying to raise money but it isn't going so well. I keep forgetting to ask people. Opps. So they only may be getting my donation. But hey it's something I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!! I found a site that has a few scrabooking thins for Eid and Ramadan. I think that is way cool and just made me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115946047225336918?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115946047225336918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115946047225336918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115946047225336918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115946047225336918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-is-finally-here.html' title='The Weekend is finally here!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115910756179215787</id><published>2006-09-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T07:19:21.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/comicstrip36.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/comicstrip36.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115910756179215787?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115910756179215787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115910756179215787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115910756179215787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115910756179215787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115910707854792206</id><published>2006-09-24T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T07:11:18.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo-hoo</title><content type='html'>I don't want the weekend to be over. I'm not ready to go back to school!!! I have much to do and I feel like nothing got done. I went to the masjid Friday for my first Tarawih (spelling?). Ok, I wasn't expecting to be sore afterwards!!! I also didn't realize that we were doing 20 rakats either. I came home and just crashed afterwards. So I was all excited about my first fast. Well, the joke was on me. I won't be able to fast until next week. Grr. But it's probably best this way. I won't get use to it then have to start all over and be miserable again. It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;We went looking for an outfit for the nikah last night. I didn't find anything. It is a little early and I was just looking to get an ideal of what I wanted. My mom told me to come up to Orlando to check out some places up there. But we are thinking we might do a weekend trip up to New York. I need some regular outfits too so it would be worth it. We made the guest list last night and I didn't realize so many people were coming. I guess I'm just surprised because it's mostly just his family coming.&lt;br /&gt;So today I have to clean my apartment. There are clothes, books and papers everywhere! I also need to start studying. I can't slack off anymore after the first test. It was horrible. The highest grade was an 84 and passing is 75. All I can say is that I was in utter shock when I saw my grade. A BIG blow to my ego. So heads in books all the time. Oh, what fun it shall be. I am only going to say that I'm a little disappointed in this semester so far. Not what I expected. I just keep telling myself, 7 more months, insha'allah.&lt;br /&gt;I also need to catch up my blogs. I haven't had a chance to read much lately and I'm missing people! It's weird that you care about people that you haven't ever met. The internet is a very strange thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115910707854792206?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115910707854792206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115910707854792206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115910707854792206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115910707854792206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/boo-hoo.html' title='Boo-hoo'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115898198248256207</id><published>2006-09-22T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:26:22.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan Mubarak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This week's Masha Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That this week &lt;em&gt;is over!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Meeting cool new people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did I mention that this week is finally over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Being strangely calm during a whole bunch of unpleasantness that happened at school. Yeah, for not seeing me go crazy on headline news. I suspect my family and friends are expecting it though. All I have to say is Disorganization is amuck at this place. I should have known one the first day that it was going to be one of those rotations. Hopefully by the end of this semester I won't be on the crazy train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For people being charitable. I gave a suggestion and ended being the chair for a donation drive. I was afraid that I wouldn't collect anything but people surprise me. I think that it just might work out. I'm pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I may not know what hospital I want to work at but at least I'm figuring out which ones I &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;want to work at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115898198248256207?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115898198248256207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115898198248256207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115898198248256207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115898198248256207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadan-mubarak.html' title='Ramadan Mubarak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115880474205259699</id><published>2006-09-20T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:32:36.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There should be a warning sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/comicstrip45.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/comicstrip45.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that nursing school would drive me into insanity. I'm on the verge here!!! I'm like three steps away from getting the stamp "crazy" put upon my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;Things are slowly going back to normal but I have had the week from hell. I really don't understand why some people have to cause so much freaking drama. I'm just glad that tomorrow is Thursday!!!!!! I am really enjoying pediatrics though. LOVE it!!! I don't think that I want to go into it right now because I really have my heart set on critical care. So I am off to bed because I feel like I haven't slept in days and if I stay up any longer I will only be step away from that "crazy" stamp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115880474205259699?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115880474205259699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115880474205259699&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115880474205259699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115880474205259699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-should-be-warning-sign.html' title='There should be a warning sign'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115861696766911044</id><published>2006-09-18T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:02:47.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My list of annoyances</title><content type='html'>Warning, this is going to be nothing but me complaining so if you don't want to hear move alone, nothing to see here folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To the moron who almost ran into me not once but twice, either lay off the hooch when driving or invest in some driving lessons. You suck. Stop means you put your foot on that left pedal, called a break. And please stay in your lane. You don't need three, you have a small car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nursing test. boo-hiss. Never again will I believe them when they say "oh, this will be a test question". Oh really, because it wasn't on the test. Apparently it was all an evil joke. So not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People just being ignorant. You don't have to burn things down when you get angry people. Get some anger management. You make all Muslims look like freaks. People say stupid mean things, who said life was fair or easy. That doesn't give you the right to act like a three year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is wrong with people saying we need more protest because the west is in war with Islam? Are these people high? Don't they realize that Ramadan starts in a few days? Shouldn't they be more concerned about themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ants, PLEASE LEAVE MY HOUSE!!!! I don't like you. Enter this house and you won't last long, ok? Now run along and tell your ant friends and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, rant over. I'm going to go eat lots and lots of chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115861696766911044?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115861696766911044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115861696766911044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115861696766911044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115861696766911044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-list-of-annoyances.html' title='My list of annoyances'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115810275074577460</id><published>2006-09-12T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:12:30.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought this was cute.....</title><content type='html'>Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115810275074577460?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115810275074577460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115810275074577460&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115810275074577460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115810275074577460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/thought-this-was-cute.html' title='Thought this was cute.....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115809457320543738</id><published>2006-09-12T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:56:46.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blue</title><content type='html'>I'm in a funky mood today and I don't know why. I woke up, took a shower and then decided to go back to bed. I had lecture and a NSNA meeting but I just couldn't get motivated to go. Lucky for me that attendance doesn't count towards my grade. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side I finally have internet and phone service again! It went out on me Saturday and they said that it would be running again by Monday. Well, that didn't happen. So I call and they say that they fixed it. Really? One would think that they would test it to make sure but they didn't. But they actually came out today and here I am. I have to say that being without internet has been the longest three days!! Crazy how attached one becomes to their computer. But on the brightside I did get a lot of studying done:)&lt;br /&gt;So today is my sister's anniversary today. I hope that they have a good day. It seems like they have been married longer than two years. Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115809457320543738?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115809457320543738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115809457320543738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115809457320543738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115809457320543738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115777167139924796</id><published>2006-09-08T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:15:53.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Fridays</title><content type='html'>Ok, I had such a crappy day yesterday. Blah!!!! I did nothing yesterday. And let me tell you it felt wonderful! So I woke up today and had to go to up north to the halal store to pick up meat for me and baby's mom. So since we were going up there I decided to pick up his aunt so she could go to the masjid with us.&lt;br /&gt;I had never been to this meat place before and they are so nice and fast. And a added bonus I got me some halal turkey bacon!! Woo-hoo!! I have missed my turkey bacon. I just hope it doesn't taste like crap.&lt;br /&gt;So today I decided to go to ladies night and it was really nice. They are really friendly at this masjid, mash allah. I had a good time. I have decided to go on both Thursday and Friday nights now, Insha'allah.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go ahead and go with the 2 rentals with netflix. I was missing out really with just the one. I think it will work out better this way. Especially since I don't have cable. Of course I just waste more time on the internet since I have gotten cable. Doesn't help that my sister has a forum and so does Sobia. So now I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to spend even more time on the internet. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So we are planning for the Nikah in December and the wedding in February 2008. I'm pretty excited. I have asked my sister to be by Matron of honor and she said yes!:) She better, hahaha. I am getting really excited about planning things. One of my friends just got married a year ago so she is going to help. She knows tons of stuff in the area. So that's a bonus! So my future MIL made a suggestion of just having all our nieces and nephews in the wedding. So I will have 4 little boys and two little girls. Should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my masha Allah for the week are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being engaged to a wonderful man. I really think he was made just for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For being able to talk to my sister twice this week!!!(Hardly ever happens because we are both really bad about calling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To meeting new people and maybe them becoming new friends, insha'allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For having two cd's of felicity to watch this weekend!! Ok, I know that this is a really old show but I never watched it when it was on air. I really wished I had because I love this show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For the nice sisters at the masjid who are always helpful to me when I don't know what I'm doing or ask really weird questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. For being able to spend the whole day with baby's mom and aunt drinking tea and talking. I love girl time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115777167139924796?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115777167139924796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115777167139924796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115777167139924796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115777167139924796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-heart-fridays_08.html' title='I Heart Fridays'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115767541340936826</id><published>2006-09-07T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:30:13.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah......................</title><content type='html'>Good Things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends barbecue rocked. I was even able to eat because he made seafood dishes and sushi. I actually like sushi, who knew? His family was super sweet and his fiance was GORGEOUS and a total sweetheart. It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I finally got my bridesmaids dress. Really a beautiful dress. But David's Bridal really needs more help. And what is up with men working there? WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Here's some big news, I'm engaged!!! I finally told my sister so now I can talk about it on here. My sis would've killed me if I hadn't told her first:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having really good conversations with friends. I have been catching up with everyone and it is also awesome to run into people that I haven't seen in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I ran into the wall in the parking garage at the hospital yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how I did it but I did. It did do a little damage to the car and it wasn't my car but baby's car. He handled it rather well. Of course he won't stop teasing me about. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Arriving to do check offs a 9am at one's scheduled appointment and no one going by the appointment times and not getting out of there until a quarter to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mean nursing instructors. Why? I mean there are some really nice ones this semester but there always as to be that one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have the blahs and don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have no food in my house and really don't want to go grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Every pretty silver shoe that I want is out of stock in my size. What is up with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115767541340936826?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115767541340936826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115767541340936826&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115767541340936826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115767541340936826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/blah.html' title='Blah......................'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115720516144906360</id><published>2006-09-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:53:56.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to do my Masha Allaha yesterday so I will do them today. I guess I was in such a good mood, hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm thankful that Ernesto was nothing more that a depression and not a hurricane. I think all of Florida is. I'm just fearful of what October will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That they lower the hurricane predictions&lt;em&gt; again!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That I have money to go buy my bridesmaids dress. Yeah, for unexpected money!!! I have been so freaking broke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For having the coolest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to scrapbook today. I really need to catch up. I am sooooooooo behind. Like two years behind. And I have lots and lots of pictures. Is there a 12 step program for those who take to many pictures? Because I think I might need one. And I haven't even began working on the NSNA scrapbook. I guess I better get on that one.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the weather will stay sunny this afternoon for the barbecue. There is nothing worse than having a party and having it rained out. I debating on making brownies. I think I will because I am really craving some right now. But then my kitchen will be messy and it is all clean and pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115720516144906360?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115720516144906360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115720516144906360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115720516144906360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115720516144906360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-forgot-to-do-my-masha-allaha.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115715053728807103</id><published>2006-09-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:42:17.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just thought this was cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/081806.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/081806.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115715053728807103?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115715053728807103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115715053728807103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115715053728807103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115715053728807103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-thought-this-was-cute.html' title='I just thought this was cute...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115714910924563955</id><published>2006-09-01T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:46:25.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so happy that it is labor day weekend. I always loved labor day weekend. Especially up north. It was like the beginning of autumn for me. The weather would start getting slightly cooler, I would bring out the fall decorations, I got time off from school. I really miss fall.:( I miss the changing of the leaves so much.&lt;br /&gt;So I had my Hessie exam today. I still didn't do as well as I would have liked but I am getting better!! The best course of action is not to pick the &lt;em&gt;logical&lt;/em&gt; choice but the dumb one. I still say it sucks ass.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited because I'm actually getting out of the house this weekend!!! I am going to a barbecue that one of my friends from school is having. It should be fun. The only problem is that baby has to work and can't go with me. But I understand. The one thing I hate about his job is the hours.&lt;br /&gt;So I plan on doing some studying, scrapbooking and maybe watching Felicity. Well, if my freaking dvd ever gets here. It was suppose to be here today and it isn't. Which just irks me but that's ok. I guess I'll have to find something else to do. Um, like study. ACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115714910924563955?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115714910924563955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115714910924563955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115714910924563955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115714910924563955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115707846425585850</id><published>2006-08-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:41:04.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This day in history....</title><content type='html'>In 1962, the Caribbean nation of Trinidad and Tobago became independent within the British Commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1954, Hurricane Carol hit the northeastern Atlantic states. Connecticut, Rhode Island and part of Massachusetts bore the brunt of the storm, which resulted in nearly 70 deaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Aug. 31, 1886, an earthquake rocked Charleston, S.C., killing up to 110 people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115707846425585850?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115707846425585850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115707846425585850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707846425585850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707846425585850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-day-in-history.html' title='This day in history....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115707430450262025</id><published>2006-08-31T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:31:44.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, this is no poptart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/funny_50.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/320/funny_50.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115707430450262025?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115707430450262025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115707430450262025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707430450262025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707430450262025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-this-is-no-poptart.html' title='Hey, this is no poptart.'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115707397214046534</id><published>2006-08-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:38:46.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on four day weekend!</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that tomorrow is Friday. Even though I have to be at school for a test that I won't even be graded on. It is suppose to show how well we will do on the NCLEX. Whatever. We have been out of school for three months, great time to test us.&lt;br /&gt;School was boring today. We just bascially reviewed legal issues in nursing, charting and physical assessment. But the instructor was cool and we did get out a hour early. Woo-hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go get my bridesmaids dress tomorrow or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;So I've been pretty boring. The highlight of my day was pissing some guy in a jeep off this morning. Why do people just assume that a turn signal gives them the right away? Did I miss something in driver's ed???&lt;br /&gt;So since I have nothing interesting to say.(Do I ever?) I will leave you with a cute kitty pic. I love cute kitty pics. They make me all warm and fuzzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115707397214046534?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115707397214046534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115707397214046534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707397214046534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115707397214046534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-on-four-day-weekend.html' title='Come on four day weekend!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115698165904835652</id><published>2006-08-30T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T16:47:39.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/misc%20099.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/320/funny_21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115698143351785222?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115698143351785222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115698143351785222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115698143351785222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115698143351785222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-i-just-get-cookie.html' title='Can I just get the cookie?'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115698036726092347</id><published>2006-08-30T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T16:26:07.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our visitor</title><content type='html'>Well, I have to say Ernesto was quite the guest. No landscaping, no redecorating. The kind of visitor that we like. I haven't really watched the news since yesterday but I'm sure there were no problems. I have seen thunderstorms due worse damage. No downed powerlines or trees, not even a branch around my place.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't do much around my apartment yesterday. I just made sure everything from the patio was moved in and everything was unplugged. Then I went over to baby's and helped him clean out the garage. Then we went to pick up lunch and some things from the grocery store. It was a rather relaxing day yesterday. We decided against putting up any shutters and I'm glad that we did. It would have been such a pain to take them down. We just did the accordions upstairs and brought everything in.&lt;br /&gt;We took a drive to Deerfield beach yesterday to just walk around and look at the surfers. It was nice but once we stepped out onto the pier a rain cloud opened up. It didn't last long, once we were back in the car it was sunny and dry once again.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by his aunts and had lunch. I love his aunt. She is so sweet and she is the best cook. We stayed and helped them put up their shutters. Well, that didn't go so well. A big argument between son and father all over shutters. I'm sure there was more to it than that but I felt so sorry for his aunt. It happened outside when quite a few neighbors were out. So that was a bit awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Since we were in the neighborhood we decided to swing by his other aunt's for a visit. Apparently his niece told his cousin that we were getting married but that it was a secret. I don't know where she got that it was a secret but it was funny. She was also quick to mention that she was going to be a flower girl.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Starbucks so bad yesterday and they were all closed. Bastards!!! So I had to settle for Dunkin' Doughnuts. I was not pleased.&lt;br /&gt;Baby said something that I thought was interesting. He said when he use to go out partying and drinking all the time that everyone always just saw him as a normal guy, nothing more. But now that he goes to the masjid daily, doesn't drink, started eating halal again and prays 5 times a day he isn't. He is now either labeled some religious fanatic or a terrorist. But he hasn't changed. He is still the crazy, funny guy that he always was. People just puzzle me sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115698036726092347?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115698036726092347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115698036726092347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115698036726092347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115698036726092347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-visitor.html' title='Our visitor'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115681335106791587</id><published>2006-08-28T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T18:02:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>So I wasn't too worried about this Hurricane Ernesto. Not one bit. They said it would&lt;em&gt; brush&lt;/em&gt; the tip of South Florida. No worries. I get up and turn on the news to the man saying "today is the day to prepare people!". Great. So it could be a hurricane. It could be a tropical storm. Or it could be nothing at all. All I know is that now I'm in the freaking path of the first hurricane of the season. Yeehaw.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as prepared as I would like to be. But whoever is? I went and got kitty litter, chocolate and toilet paper. I really don't need anything, masha allah.&lt;br /&gt;What pisses me off is that I have to miss my first lecture tomorrow. And i have more Frontloading on Wed. and skills check off on Thursday. Every freaking year our schedule gets messed up! Grr....But I will count my blessings. I will still have a school to go to.&lt;br /&gt;So I was going to go get gas after class and so nixed that. You should see the craziness at the gas pumps. Some people are just a tad bit over zealous. Just a little.&lt;br /&gt;So I just have to cover my computer, bring in my plants and patio furniture and store my scrapbooks. Then we wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115681335106791587?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115681335106791587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115681335106791587&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115681335106791587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115681335106791587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115672154849565316</id><published>2006-08-27T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:34:41.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I live with some trash. Plain ole, white trailer trash. Ok, yes they are really nice dressed, drive really nice, pretty shiny cars. The men have perky little wives and 2.5 children. But you know what they don't know how to do? Open a door a place a freaking bag of garbage into the dumpster and shut the freaking door. No, they don't teach that in college so how would they know how to do it. Do you want to know how many bags were outside the dumpster? 50 bags. 50!!!!! I would take a picture but people already think I'm weird around here. Because you know, I'm the white trash driving my beat up car around, sporting a hijab on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;ok, the vent is over....I just feel sorry for the poor men who have to clean the crap up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115672154849565316?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115672154849565316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115672154849565316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115672154849565316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115672154849565316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/gah.html' title='GAH!!!!!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115670224480237663</id><published>2006-08-27T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:10:44.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the games begin...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's that time of year again. The great lets all make a mad dash to the store buy everything in sight. EVERYTHING!!! What, it needs to be placed in a fridge? No problem, I'll still take it!! Who cares if power goes out!!! Propane, yes I need it!! Oh, wait do I have a purpose for propane? Who cares!! Throw it in the cart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the official start of hurricane season. That wonderful time of year when somewhat civilized people turned into rabid vultures. What fun oh fun. Hopefully, it will just stay clear of us. I could go without all of that, Thank You very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a good Sunday so far. I have been organizing my binder and calendar for school. I love Fall because I feel so on top of things. Hopefully this will last. I have a pretty hefty goal of an A this semester, Inshallah. I would like to have at least one more before I graduate:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long nice talk with one of my girlfriends today. I haven't spoken to her in a really long time. We met in college when we both lived in Indy. She now lives in Pennsylvania. I miss her. I have to start getting things ready because I'm going to be in her wedding this October. I have to go to David's this week and I'm hoping that they'll have my dress. I need new shoes and I need to make an hair appointment. I think I might get one of those mystic tans before the wedding. I haven't decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I really didn't do much. I cleaned out the guest bedroom so baby could move his stuff in it. It was his sisters when she lived here and he didn't want the bigger room. Well, now he feels cramped so he decided to switch rooms. His cousin stayed in the room for summer vacation so it really needed to be cleaned. All I have to say is ewww. I threw the comfoter and sheets out. They hadn't been cleaned all summer and I found &lt;em&gt;ants &lt;/em&gt;in the bed. Well, that is just wrong. I don't think I will tell his mom because she will flip out. She is a clean freak like me and I think best to just keep that to myself. So baby is going to shampoo the carpet and start moving his stuff in there. The place is just a mess. He never has time to clean and his cousin didn't help at all. I told him that he needs to set some ground rules down next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom got me a new printer over the summer and I love it. My other one died on me. It was cheap and I'm impressed that it lasted 6 years. But my new one has a scanner!! I have finally moved up. Hahahaa. So I have been scanning more pics onto cds. It takes forever but I would be so devastated to lose my photos. I'm sentimental that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article yesterday that just really pissed me off. Apparently there is a study that proves that tall people are smarter than short people. Whatever. I know lots of tall people that are complete morons. MORONS. And they are going to say I inferior intellect because I'm shorter. Yeah, ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115670224480237663?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115670224480237663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115670224480237663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115670224480237663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115670224480237663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-games-begin.html' title='Let the games begin...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115655356465051290</id><published>2006-08-25T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T17:52:44.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Glad the weekend is here</title><content type='html'>I am so happy that today was Friday!!! Of course I was a little under the weather for some reason today. I felt crappy all day. School was good yesterday. We worked on Peds medications, pediatric airway and chest tubes. I'm sad to say that before yesterday I had no clue to what a chest tube was. Now I know. Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to start reading tomorrow. It should be an easy read because it is over oxygenation of the newborn. So basically it is just a review for OB.&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear something ironic. I have the same clinical instructor from my last rotation. Joy oh joy. It's not that I don't like her but she doesn't like me. I have no idea what I did to her but she doesn't like me. But the ironic thing is I partially signed up for this clinical spot so I wouldn't get her. But they moved her. Sometimes my luck just bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time for the Friday Masha-Allah's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For being in nursing school and only having 8 months and 2 weeks left. Woo-hoo!!! Though I'm a bit worried about 4th semester after talking to one of my friends in 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For baby taking to me to my favorite restraunt tonight. I really didn't feel like cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For having a cool mom who didn't freak out on me Wed. She was ready to drive down here and kick some butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For having a long nice talk with my sis yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For not having to buy any books this semester. I am so freaking broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115655356465051290?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115655356465051290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115655356465051290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115655356465051290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115655356465051290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-glad-weekend-is-here.html' title='So Glad the weekend is here'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115646643515015734</id><published>2006-08-24T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T17:40:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sis!!!</title><content type='html'>I want you to know that I am so happy that you are not only my sister but my friend. I am so very proud of the wonderful woman that you have turned into. I know that things haven't always been easy for you but you haven't let that get you down. You have just picked up the pieces and kept moving. I think you are amazing for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you were afraid of what kind of mom you would be but I never thought that you would be any less than wonderful. I know David will know what a great gift God has given him by giving him you as a mom. &lt;br /&gt;I remember the day that mom brought you home and I was so excited. I had visions of a live baby doll that I would be able to play with and dress in beautiful clothes. All that vanished when I realized that you would have none of that and you were more intent on pulling the legs and heads off my Barbies. You have always had that independent spirit and god help anyone who would stand in your way! &lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that I'm your big sister. I only wished we lived closer so I could stop by and have a cup of tea and just talk whenever I was in the neighborhood. I wish that we were able to go shopping together and watch our children grow up next to each other. &lt;br /&gt;I hope that you realize that me and mom love you very much and I was so happy that day you came home. Happy Birthday Samantha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115646643515015734?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115646643515015734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115646643515015734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115646643515015734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115646643515015734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday Sis!!!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115637568871612363</id><published>2006-08-23T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:30:10.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/cp.4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/400/cp.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I felt to day. I was very optimistic about my first day back. I had envisions of me actually being excited and happy! All was good in the beginning. I was happy, relaxed. Orientation went well I got put into a group that just had to sit and watch videos. I got in the same group as lots of my friends.Things were going very nicely. Then the bomb dropped.&lt;br /&gt;Procalc must be done by today. OR. YOU.WILL.BE.OUT. As in, out of the program.&lt;br /&gt;WTF???? I mean seriously what the hell. I mean yeah it was due today and we are suppose to have it done before we can go onto the clinical floor. It wasn't just a few of us either. There were LOTS of us. And it wasn't like we just waited to the last minute. Most people had to take it three of four times. I usually always pass the first time but this one sucked ass. But they never once said, Hey if you don't pass on this day there are really big consequences. &lt;br /&gt;So I was freaking out. I cried, then cursed and then just got really pissed off. So I left class early and went up to take my Procalc and &lt;em&gt;didn't pass. &lt;/em&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;So I basically just didn't care when I took it at the next appointment. Well, I guess that worked because I got a 100%. I so suck sometimes.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115637568871612363?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115637568871612363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115637568871612363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115637568871612363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115637568871612363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-how-i-felt-to-day.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115628876828701088</id><published>2006-08-22T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T18:44:44.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, why isn't it Friday yet????</title><content type='html'>10 Things that Make me Wish it Were friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stupid drivers who speed through the school zones. Yeah, I'm talking to you Mr. Red BMW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having to retake my Procalc for the third freaking time because I keep forgetting to freaking round my numbers. Oh, and it is suppose to be done tomorrow. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Walking in last night after being at school from 9-9 and finding dirty water in my foray after I just mopped Sunday. And thanks for soaking my doormat too. Hello, just a not letting us know you are going to power wash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Breaking one of my favorite dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Waking up to my cat puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking a different route only to find that some tanker rolled over and the road is shut down. And yeah, hi mr. nice sheriff. How about doing something about the traffic instead of sitting around talking. It is called work, like um, directing traffic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Being broke and only having $50 on my credit card. Woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Not being able to get Diet Coke at school. GRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Having to get up at 5am so I can be at school at 8am. What is wrong with these people!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Not being able to hang out with friends because of school. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I will post some happy things......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having a nice chat over tea. It may be a long time before I get to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having baby take me for tacos last Saturday. I'm so thankful that there is a halal Mexican place. They rock too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having my cats happy because they got an unexpected treat of tuna today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. baby letting me borrow his car for the last two days so I wouldn't have to drive in the heat without a/c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. School starting tomorrow. I get to hang out with people I missed all summer:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115628876828701088?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115628876828701088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115628876828701088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115628876828701088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115628876828701088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-why-isnt-it-friday-yet.html' title='Ok, why isn&apos;t it Friday yet????'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115600400802842736</id><published>2006-08-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:13:28.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Time!</title><content type='html'>I took this from Peachy's blog. I love surveys. I think I might have a problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you talk in your sleep? No, but my man does. He says some pretty funny things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) ocean or pool? Pool, I hate some of the things in the ocean. Like Sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What's your favorite song at the moment? Hips Don't Lie, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Current Crush? No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) what's your favorite color? &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Window seat or aisle seats? Window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Ever met anyone famous? I drank with some professional Candadian hockey players once. Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you feel that you've had a truly successful life?Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Twirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey? Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Basketball or Football? Basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) How long do your showers last? Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you know how to drive a stick? Yes. I have been driving one for the last 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Cake or ice cream? Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you self-conscious? Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What color is your hair? Dirty blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Whats 2+2? 4 Is this a trick question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Where do you wish you were? I'm pretty happy right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Can you tango? No, but I think I could wing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Last gift you received? Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Last sport you played? Softball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Things you spend a lot of money on? Purses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) 24 hours ago? Ironically doing the same thing, Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Last wedding attended? Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Do you play any instruments? Clarinet, flute(badly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Most hated food(s)? Liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Can you sing? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) last person you called? My mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) what's your least favorite chores? Cleaning my bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Favorite Drink? Diet coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Are your parents married or divorced? divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Are you a vegetarian? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you believe in Heaven? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you ever come close to dying? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Are you eating? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Do you eat the stems of broccoli? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Can you dance? I think I can dance and that's all that matters:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Would you ever have plastic surgery? Only if I needed it because of an accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) What do u wear to bed? jammies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Have you ever done anything illegal? Yes, it called speeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Can you roll your tongue? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) What kind of shoes? That I'm wearing? Flip flops. Pretty sparkly silver ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) What is your eye color? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Future kids name? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Do you snore? No, but I have a cat that snores like an old man. Very disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go? Turkey, Ireland, Italy to just name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yes, they are called my cats. Ok, they aren't stuffed but they are animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) If you won the lottery, what would you do first? Don't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Gold or silver? both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Hamburger or hot dog? hamburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? I have to steal Peachy's answer and go with Tacos. I love tacos. They rock. Hard shell, beef, cheese, tomatoes, jalepanoes, hot sauce, black olives, lettuce and sour cream. Yum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55)City, beach or country? City by the beach. I need to live by the beach. Though I do miss a real city.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) What was the last thing you touched? Well, duh that would be my keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Whomeletou eat last? Toast and an omelette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) When's the last time you cried? A couple of weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) Do you read blogs? What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Have you ever dressed like the opposite sex? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) What's your favorite shampoo/conditioner and soap? Don't have any&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115600400802842736?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115600400802842736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115600400802842736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115600400802842736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115600400802842736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/survey-time.html' title='Survey Time!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115593974167861171</id><published>2006-08-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:50:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masha-Allah</title><content type='html'>It's Friday so  you know what time it is!! Ok, well since this is only my second time doing this I guess you don't, hahahah!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today was a good day. Why you ask? Because I did nothing except play around on my computer and go to the masjid!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my Masha-Allah list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hot sauce. I know it's a weird one but I adore hot and spicy food. I get it from my momma. Baby bought me some hot sauce from Trinidad. It puts my other stuff to shame! Shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For a really good Khutbah that is getting me excited about Ramadan!! I will always love Ramadan because this is when I first really learned about Islam. I would always go over to break fast with baby's family and his uncle would always explain certain things to me. I was searching and I thought I would never pick Islam. I told baby no way on me converting. Well, I wanted to see what Fasting was all about so I picked a day where I didn't have a lot of studying and I was going to be home. That night when I prayed for the first time was just amazing. I knew right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;But I am going to try really hard and try to set some goals up for myself this Ramadan and stick with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Being able to get food at the masjid after Khutbah. Yummy, yummy biriyani. I didn't have to cook today!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For my shalwar kameez. It helps me feel less fat. That is ALWAYS good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I lost a pound!!! woo-hoo!! I guess all that exercising I have been doing as really helped. I stayed up after Fajr and got on the treadmill. A whole 5 days in a row of workouts!!!:)Only 6 more lbs. to go!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Cat naps with my cat Shakespeare. He is the best sleeping partner ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I freaked my neighbor out today. I was walking down the stairs and he glanced at me and stayed on the sidewalk and looked away until I came down. He didn't recognize me until I said hello. He didn't know I converted and was in utter shock to say the least!! &lt;br /&gt;Another thing that made me laugh is someone asking me what I know about fried chicken since I'm not black. WTF???? Um,ok, my grandma is from the south. I know all about fried chicken. She made the best. She also made everything that would be on a "Soul Food" menu. Um, hello a southern lady we are talking about. Lunch was not lunch. No lunch was dinner and it was not just a sandwich. It was enough food to feed an entire army. Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;So my mom just called and we got into a fight. We hardly ever fight but she isn't happy and I know she hates Florida. She is never happy when I talk to her lately. NEVER. And she just told me to F&amp;*$ off. That is so not my mom. I can't believe that she just told me that. So, that just turned my good day into a crappy night. Way to go mom.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115593974167861171?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115593974167861171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115593974167861171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115593974167861171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115593974167861171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/masha-allah_18.html' title='Masha-Allah'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115577089883236158</id><published>2006-08-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:28:18.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to hit the books</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow I have to go and take my Procalc. I am so dreading this. I haven't looked at it at all and I hope that it isn't too hard. I have to get a 95% to pass so that means I can only miss one. Hopefully I won't have to retake it. So I'm going to go over the practice test tonight and then meet one of my friends tomorrow so he can help me with it. Then I have to buy my syllabus and then I have to start my reading for next week. Ok, I'm going to whine because I'm not ready to go back yet!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing better about getting up early but not as well as I want. I need to start getting up just a tad bit earlier. What makes it hard is that I stay up to late. I guess I will never learn!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have also been really good about working out. I haven't been slacking at all and hopefully I can keep this up. I need to lose 8lbs. and I will be happy. It didn't help that I ate like crap this summer and I have been really bad about taking my Synthroid. I was all messed up when I was in Alaska and now I'm remembering to take it again. Bad me!!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, baby had the day off Monday so we decided to take his niece to the beach. She was so happy and excited when I called and told her that we were coming to get her. Well, as soon as we got off the turnpike it just started pouring. So I decided that I would take her today. Well, it is freaking storming again! Grrrr. So I guess I won't be taking her anywhere before she leaves. But we did take her to see Barnyard and she enjoyed that. Of course baby got a call while we were at the movies so he had to go in right after the show. So I took her to Chucke E. Cheese and let her go wild. The best $25 dollars I have spent in awhile:) It was perfect too. It wasn't crowded at all. I just ordered an individual pizza because neither one of us eats a lot. I was worried that it wouldn't be enough but it worked out perfect. &lt;br /&gt;IshaAllah, I might be getting a new car. Well, not a new one but new to me. I really hope that it works out because I so need a new car. I have an old car without a/c. That is starting to get real old! I need air!!!! But if not I will just have to wait until I get out of school. It would just be nice to have air on my hour drive to school and not melt!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey sis, I got your email and I will be calling you either tomorrow or Friday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115577089883236158?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115577089883236158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115577089883236158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115577089883236158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115577089883236158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-to-hit-books.html' title='Time to hit the books'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115546647001304845</id><published>2006-08-13T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T03:54:30.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it is 6:29 am and I'm still up. Hopefully I don't give into temptation and go back to bed. I have to start waking up early this week or I will be hating life next week when school starts. Which I was very excited about but now I'm dreading it. I'm really hoping this semester goes better than last. Everyone tells me that it is all downhill after second semester. I hope so. I feel like I have forgotten every single thing I have learned. We have orientation Wednesday at freaking 8am. Then we have frontloading for two days from 9-3. BLAH! And then we get to take a test to see how much we know to prepare us for the NCLEX. I'm just hoping that it is nothing like the HESSIE. Because I really don't need that right away. Welcome back,here take this dumb ass test so we can see how much you know! Oh,yeah that would be NOTHING according to hessie. Rat bastards.&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that I will get a better clinical instructor. I am really looking forward to Pediatrics. I just hope I can get an instructor that will actually um, do this thing like teach us? First day on my OB rotation I actually was told to go find something to do. Yeah, nice. That's basically how the whole rotation went. &lt;br /&gt;I made a plan to cook on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. Then I'm just going to make one big meal and baby is going to grill some chicken maybe some fish and then we will just divide that between and freeze for the week. Hopefully this works. My dietary habits went to hell last year and I'm going to try to eat better. I will be taking my lunch more too. I need to lay of the junk food too. Easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;I was really productive and actually did everything on my to-do list! Woo-hoo! Of course it was a small list but still. Ok, how boring is my life when I get excited that I completed my to-do list?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115546647001304845?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115546647001304845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115546647001304845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115546647001304845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115546647001304845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-it-is-629-am-and-im-still-up.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115533964590446834</id><published>2006-08-11T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:40:58.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masha-Allah</title><content type='html'>1. For having a wonderful mom. She gives me so much strength and guidance and I'm forever thankful for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For my boyfriend. I couldn't have asked for a better person to spend my life with. He does so much for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My kitties. I woke up with both of them cuddled next to me this morning:) It just made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having nice ladies working in the Leasing office. They are usually mean in other apartment complexes. I had a problem today and it was taken care of right away with no problems. And did I mention that they are nice and ALWAYS smiling? Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That I'm happy!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115533964590446834?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115533964590446834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115533964590446834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115533964590446834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115533964590446834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/masha-allah.html' title='Masha-Allah'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115533756086213717</id><published>2006-08-11T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:06:01.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days gone by....</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is Friday already. Where has my week gone? I now only have on week and two days left of freedom. Boo-hoo. I will try to start some reading tonight but I have a funny feeling it's not going to happen. I didn't do everything that I wanted to do this summer but I am grateful because of what I did get to do and I did have a really great summer. &lt;br /&gt;I am feeling better today. Not at as sad. I refuse to watch any news because I know it will just upset me. I prefer to be the ostrich right now. So I will be laid back tonight. I'm going to make some chicken tacos, go to the masjid for isha and then come home and scrap a little. I plan on doing nothing tomorrow either. I plan on reading a little and then scrapping. I might go to baby's and lay out by the pool if it's nice. &lt;br /&gt;I went to the masjid today and his Auntie, her granddaughter and his niece were there. Well, his aunt has to sit so the girls follow me. I'm reading and they are following along and all of sudden his niece yells out why do we have to pray 12 times! It's was funny because usually she is really good but today she was just restless or something. I think it's because she knows she's going home soon. Have to love 4 year olds. I don't know where she got 12 though...&lt;br /&gt;Baby thought it was weird that they made an announcement about not being associated with terrorist and terrorism and that wasn't what Islam was about. I told baby the reason they said that is because I'm sure that every mosque and Islamic center in the U.S. is being watched. I joked that they were probably listening to his phone calls. I would feel for the poor souls on the other end of that one!! I mean me and his mom talk his poor ear off!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to wonder how well I'm going to this Ramadan. This will be my first fast and I don't know how well I will do. It wouldn't be such a big deal if I was in school and I know that lots of people have no problems. But I usually don't do so well when I don't eat. I know it is going to be rough and I hope that it goes well. I do know that I will be taking a weekend off and making that weekend up at a later date. I'm going to one of my closet friend's wedding and I want to be able to celebrate with her. Some things are easy to do and let go when you covert and others I guess just take time. I might write a post on that later. Then again I might not.:)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to steal the Masha Allah idea from dictator Princess and Amira's blog. I think it's a great idea. 'Cause you know I'm a follower and not a leader....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115533756086213717?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115533756086213717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115533756086213717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115533756086213717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115533756086213717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/days-gone-by.html' title='Days gone by....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115526822546312867</id><published>2006-08-10T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:54:48.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read a very good post tonight over at Aisha's. It talks about the terror plot that was caught today. It is a very good read.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to express how I feel. I am sad, sick and just plain angry. I do not understand how anyone, Christian, Jew or Muslim, can take a life. I really just can not wrap my head around this. I am so tired of the hate and the fighting. I think about my actions and I try to be the best person that I can be. I feel guilty when I hurt someone. I feel guilty for not doing enough things to help people. I feel bad if I miss a prayer. I worry about what actions that I will have to answer for on my day of judgment. I know I'm a good person. I have my moments where I'm not so nice and I HATE it. &lt;br /&gt;Then I see people like this who don't even care that they are killing people. That they will destroy these peoples families for taking this person away from them. I just can't believe that they actually think that they are doing Allah's work. It literally makes me sick to even think about this. It makes me ill just thinking that people will see me, a Muslim woman and think that I have the same thoughts as these horrid men who distort something beautiful and turn it into something so ugly. &lt;br /&gt;I will never understand how there can be so much hate in God's creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115526822546312867?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115526822546312867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115526822546312867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115526822546312867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115526822546312867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-read-very-good-post-tonight-over-at.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115517765878187281</id><published>2006-08-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T19:41:51.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have had a pretty good week so far. Me and baby went out to dinner with some friends Sunday night. It was a nice night. We went to this place on the beach and on Sunday nights they have a reggae band. It gets pretty crowded and takes forever to get a table though. But me and baby went and took a nice walk along the pier. It was the most relaxing thing I have done in awhile. Luckily the table was ready when we went back. I had the salmon Caesar salad and it was delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;Monday he took me to his gym and worked out with me. I was very proud of myself. I did 30 min. on the treadmill with him and then did 20 min. on the stairmaster. Then he helped me work on my arms. This is a problem area for me. I have no upper body strength whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;The guy at the gym wasn't a very good sales person. I mean if you want me to sign up at least try to sell the place. He just gave me a price and asked if I was interested. I didn't even use any of the equipment yet!! I told him I wasn't the one who was paying for it so talk to the man. Baby also told them not to call and harass me. They haven't so far.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go spend some time over at his aunt and uncle's. Their granddaughter and his niece is staying with them and I wanted to see everyone. It was a really nice time. We sat around the pool talking and then ate dinner. I went to out of the room to speak to my mom real quick and when I got back I was ambushed. His aunt was like, "so I hear you guys are thinking about having a nikkah soon." I was lost for words. I'm not even going to go into that right now.&lt;br /&gt;My mom came down Tuesday and hung out with me. She took me out today to get a couple of things for school. I miss her already!! But I'm glad that she is so close that she can actually drive down and see me and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;I also was able to catch up with some friends today. That was nice. I needed girl talk!!! Me and one of my friends from school are going to go out the Monday for school and get the rest of our stuff for classes. I'm so glad that I met her. I hope that we can keep in touch after we finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115517765878187281?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115517765878187281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115517765878187281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115517765878187281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115517765878187281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-i-have-had-pretty-good-week-so.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115489958308039820</id><published>2006-08-06T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:27:15.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little humor for your Sunday enjoyment.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/1600/VegasHerpes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7579/1085/320/VegasHerpes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not so funny if one has herpes, especially if they got them in Vegas. But &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;think it's funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115489958308039820?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115489958308039820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115489958308039820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115489958308039820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115489958308039820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-humor-for-your-sunday-enjoyment.html' title='A little humor for your Sunday enjoyment.....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115489803163015558</id><published>2006-08-06T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:00:31.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Bloody, Sunday, Indeed</title><content type='html'>I am so freaking tired!!! The work thing fell through last night. So, a new guy baby works for wanted to go out so baby decided we all would go to Space. Well, the guy had friends from out of town and they brought no clothes to go out in. I will never understand this. Seriously. How do you go on vacay and not bring one nice thing?? Strange to me but hey everyone is different I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So, we went out with one of his friends. I had been out with him once before but I really didn't get to talk to him. He is really cool and I like him. He is laid back and not crazy. I hope that we all get to hang out again because he isn't psychotic. Baby has met some very strange people around here. I might have to share some stories some times.&lt;br /&gt;Space was entertaining. No one drank we just went to dance. It was a fun time and we got there really early. But me and baby are both broke so we had to go early to get in for free. I really had going at Midnight because the music doesn't really get good until about 3. And that's about what time we left. I just couldn't hang anymore. My back was killing me and there were way to many stupid people invading the dance floor. Gee, I'm getting old!!!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get up until 10:30! I really haven't done much. I have just been a lazy bum all day. I don't even think I'm going to cook tonight. Maybe I'll just have ice cream:)&lt;br /&gt;I have to laugh at 18 year olds sometimes. I always feel young till I hang around them. It's funny to see someone who thinks that they have the world figured out and that we "old" people don't have a clue to what is going on. I also love the fact that they think they can pull the wool over our eyes so easily. I only say this because I remember how much I thought I knew at 18. Boy was I in for a shock!!! It makes me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to post some stuff that has been bugging me later. People can be oh so vexing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115489803163015558?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115489803163015558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115489803163015558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115489803163015558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115489803163015558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday-bloody-sunday-indeed.html' title='Sunday, Bloody, Sunday, Indeed'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115480635277299236</id><published>2006-08-05T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:32:41.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, not as Evil as people say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 42% Evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115480635277299236?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115480635277299236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115480635277299236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115480635277299236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115480635277299236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-not-as-evil-as-people-say.html' title='Well, not as Evil as people say!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115480295055263561</id><published>2006-08-05T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:35:50.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed</title><content type='html'>It is amazing what a nice, clean organized apartment can do for one's spirits. I am finally back to feeling normal. I spent the whole day at home yesterday and it felt really nice. My place in finally all cleaned up and it looks really nice. I have a list of some things I want to do around here to make it look nicer. I'm going to give this Flylady thing a try and see how it goes. It seems a little weird but we'll see. But is nice to be able to relax and just do things I want to do instead of doing things I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;I have been catching up on people's blogs and have a couple of new ones to add to my list when I get around to it. My boyfriend thinks the whole blogging thing is strange. He said I was too nosy. I was like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Target last night and I got a pretty good deal on cat food there. They were out of the stuff that was advertised so I ended up with the 32 cubes of food for $9. So I bought a couple so I don't run out. Mom has decided to come and get her cat. She misses her too much. She is really needy and I'm glad that she will be coming to get here. I love my mom's cat but she bullies my cats! My cat will put up with for awhile then just kick her ass.&lt;br /&gt;I read that an Italian resort will have a private beach just for Muslim women. I think that's really nice. I would hate not to be able to lay out on the beach!!! Of course I feel really self conscious right now so I'm not thrilled with laying out. I tried buying a swimsuit in Alaska. I could not find a one piece under a size 10. WTF??&lt;br /&gt;Me and baby will be going out tonight. I'm just glad that he called early to tell me. He has this bad habit of calling an hour or two before hand.Um, hello, I'm a girl, I need time to get ready!!! I actually am looking forward to going. It is with people that he works with so it won't be anything to crazy but at least it will get me out of the house!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115480295055263561?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115480295055263561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115480295055263561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115480295055263561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115480295055263561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/relaxed.html' title='Relaxed'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115471527606871473</id><published>2006-08-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T11:46:38.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>1. What are your siblings middle names? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mae and Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your dad right now? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last time I talked to him he was in Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last thing you said? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you and go make some money (my man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is something you've learned about yourself recently? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That I am capable of more than I think I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What color is your watch? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Silver and gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of when you think of Australia? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Some drunk Aussies I waited on when I waitressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you squatted to pee? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In all public restrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is the last person you liked? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I like lots of people:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you close to your mom? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes, I am a total mamma's girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where does your best friend work? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Purdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your least attractive feature? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A couple of extra pounds that I'm carrying around right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How old were you when you started wearing a bra? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What color are your pants? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have a roommate? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my mom's things, my cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What color is your bedroom flooring? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What time were you born? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11:12 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you know anyone who is engaged? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lots of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favorite number? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;even numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you know anyone named Laurie? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What color is your mom's hair? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;blonde but she's really a redhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you have a dog? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where did you live in 1987? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Baumholder, Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What happened to you in 1993? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was a Junior in High School. I was grounded most of the year. It was a fun year:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Does your first memory involve your dad? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you remember singing any songs as kids? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes, rolly polly fish heads, hahaha, of course I sang songs I was a Brownie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you went swimming? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2 days ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Has your luggage ever gotten lost? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no, and I hope it stays that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When was the last time you talked to one of your siblings? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I tried to talk to my sis yesterday but I forgot her new number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Did you ever go to camp as a kid? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;band camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you play an instrument? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Clarinet, a little piano, flute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever thought it would be cool to smash a guitar? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;um, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you like fire? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where is your best friend from? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Same place as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you allergic to anything? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bad fashion, hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When was the last time you cried? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3 days ago watching Brokeback Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What kind of shampoo do you use? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Redken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever been to a spa? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes, in St. Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. ?&lt;br /&gt;40. Did you take science all four years of high school? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you like butterflies? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is the last book you read? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Living Islam Out Loud, American Muslim Women Speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you like Coke or Pepsi more? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is one thing you miss about your past? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Did you ever see the school nurse? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes, I was 15 and the lady had enough nerve to ask if I was pregnant. I was like hello! I'm 15 and a &lt;em&gt;virgin, &lt;/em&gt;lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I thought about it in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. ?&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you jealous of anyone? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Is anyone jealous of you? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. When was the last time you were in an elevator? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday at the doctor's office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115471527606871473?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115471527606871473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115471527606871473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115471527606871473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115471527606871473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115471304326691837</id><published>2006-08-04T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:59:40.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I can't believe that it is already August. That means I only have 20 days left until school starts. Which means I really did to get my bum into gear and get ready for school. I need to brush up on my skills and do some reading. I still need to take my Procalc. Ick. I also need to get my CPR updated and my PPD. Oh, joy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have been taking care of baby's cousin the last couple of days. I had to take him to Miami Monday. He just had to have minor surgery but he was in pretty bad pain. I have been staying over there and cooking for him and baby. It also gives me practice on doing dressing changes!:) Which I don't mind doing.&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the Physician yesterday and it took longer getting there and coming back than the whole office visit! He didn't even have to wait. We were like 10 minutest early and he was in there for maybe 10 min. Insane! He was nice and took me to Tony Roma's for lunch and then we went to Krispy Kreme for dessert. I adore Kripsy Kreme! On the way out I saw a little kitten. I tried to feed it some of my fish but it was to frightened of me. I left some and hope that the little thing ate it. I hate seeing homeless animals.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been doing much. His niece was there Monday night so I spent most of the night playing with her. Hopefully I get to spend some time with her this Monday. We are suppose to take her to a movie and maybe dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I spent Tues.. and Wed. by the pool and got just a little bit of sun. I'm going to use his pool more often. No one uses it and it should be used right?:)&lt;br /&gt;The party Sunday was fun. Baby got to meet some more of my friends from school. It has been a pretty good relaxed week. I love weeks like this!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115471304326691837?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115471304326691837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115471304326691837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115471304326691837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115471304326691837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/08/august.html' title='August?'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115427615488489650</id><published>2006-07-30T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T09:49:15.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday wasn't too bad. I'm feeling better. Thank goodness. We took baby's niece to Chucke Cheese. That place was a mad house!! I use to love that place when I was a kid. Now I realize what hell I must of put my mom in going to places like this. Yikes. But it is fun seeing how excited they get. She talked about it the whole way there and was bursting at the seams with joy as we stood in line. I can't remember last time I was that happy over something so simple. I miss being a kid sometimes:)&lt;br /&gt;Of course she had a blast and ended up with a princess tiara that broke an hour later. His niece is so adorable. She is going to be a heartbreaker when she gets older. I am going to miss her when she leaves. I'm still missing his nephew. It was easy when he went back to New Jersey. I didn't know he was leaving and I didn't see him leave. But when he left a couple of weeks ago, I broke down and just cried. Which really surprised me. It was embarrassing because I wasn't expecting it to happen and it happened in front of his family. Most of which I had just met the day before. What a great way to make an impression.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to be going to party later tonight. It should be fun. It's a house warming party for a girl I go to school with. Her and her husband are getting divorced and it's been pretty ugly. So she is ready to celebrate her new found freedom. I hope I never have to go through divorce. Breaking up sucks but when people get divorced it is just down right vicious sometimes. So sad to think that someone you were going to spend the rest of your life with turns out making your life hell. Makes me grateful everyday that I didn't marry my ex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115427615488489650?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115427615488489650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115427615488489650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115427615488489650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115427615488489650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-yesterday-wasnt-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115420035113794655</id><published>2006-07-29T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:12:31.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Searches</title><content type='html'>I usually don't post search results because I hardly ever get any but I have a couple this week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hessie, I've said it before and I'll say it again, it just sucks ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can you get sick from to many mosquito bites. Not that I'm aware of and I get bit &lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt; They were some scary mosquitoes up in Alaska and Canada. SCARY. And Millions. I thought the south was bad but no they are far worse in Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Muslim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Taiwan Facial Tumor, WTF is this?? This just scares me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115420035113794655?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115420035113794655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115420035113794655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115420035113794655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115420035113794655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/searches.html' title='Searches'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115419438259107221</id><published>2006-07-29T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:05:07.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah....</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I feel like utter crap. Not only physically but mentally. I'm just in one of those moods. I hate hormones sometimes. I wasn't going to go out last night but baby but the guilt trip on. Well, he didn't but I felt bad so I went. Of course it wasn't bad and I did have a little bit of fun. I think it would have been better if big drunk men would understand that the whole dance floor is not theirs alone. And uh,um yeah a maybe get a little rhythm while you are at it. It was a bit weird being at a club and not drinking. But it was amusing. I really didn't care for the dj to much. It was like once he got the crowd going he would play something slow and then he would cut the songs at weird places. But it wasn't to bad of a time.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can rescue the rest of my day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115419438259107221?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115419438259107221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115419438259107221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115419438259107221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115419438259107221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/blah.html' title='Blah....'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115413470955530598</id><published>2006-07-28T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T17:58:29.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm L-A-M-E</title><content type='html'>Is it wrong for me to want to spend the evening cleaning out the closet in my computer room then go out? Yeah, I thought so. I so do not want to go out!!! I was glad when baby came by for lunch and decided that he indeed did not want to go. But I got a call just now saying that he wants to go out. GRRR. Wouldn't be so bad but it will be at the Hard Rock Casino. I HATE this place. Of course he tells me that I will enjoy it much more because I won't be drinking. Um, no I won't. And I have been sober almost every single time I have gone. Except once, and I actually had fun but the place was also dead. The parking is horrible and I don't even want to get into the people. And it is way to crowded. I won't even be able to dance because there is no breathing room. woo-hoo. Bring on the fun. I'm afraid that I'm turning into a hermit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115413470955530598?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115413470955530598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115413470955530598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115413470955530598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115413470955530598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-l-m-e.html' title='I&apos;m L-A-M-E'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115410358870177428</id><published>2006-07-28T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T17:59:44.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Well, things are moving along pretty well here. Except I have been a tad bit cranky. I have no clue to why but it's getting annoying. I really need to get in and have my yearly check up which I hate doing. I truly hate going to the doctor. Ick. But on a positive side it has been 6 years now of being cancer free!! Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to go out with baby and one of his friends that is up from Trinidad. We'll see how that goes. I thought my house warming party was tonight but apparently I don't read calendars well. It is Sunday. Opps. Good thing I checked. How embarrassing would it be to show up two days early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some disturbing things. I found a note informing the residents of my apartment building about some recent break ins. Apparently they are happening in the day and these people are just breaking down the doors. In broad daylight. How freaking lovely. And I found some teenage boys (me thinks they were teenagers, could be wrong here) smoking pot downstairs. How lovely. My once beautiful place is turning into crap over night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to finally get my office finished to day (yeah, right), finally catch up on everyone's blogs, and maybe just maybe start my summer reading(hahaha). Oh, yeah and sign up for classes. I guess I was um, suppose to do that 10 days ago. See what happens when I loose my Palm. Utter chaos!!!!!!!! And my phone charger seems to be hiding with my palm and my phone died. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115410358870177428?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115410358870177428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115410358870177428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115410358870177428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115410358870177428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115393450904879130</id><published>2006-07-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:21:49.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Well, not much going on here. Just still trying to get my apartment organized and cleaned. I have everything done except my office and spare bathroom, aka the kitties bathroom. I had to buy a new vacuum cleaner. Something that I really didn't want to get because money is tight. But with cats it is a necessity. My other one just gave out so I just went a bought a cheap one for $50. I must say for a cheap one it is very nice. And it is lightweight and super easy to use. Bonus!! I'm trying to get a lot of stuff done before school starts and I it feels a bit overwhelming. Hopefully I will get most of it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my break is almost over. Boo-hoo. It feels like it just flew by. I can't believe this will be my last free summer ever. This time next year I will be working as a nurse, Inshallah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go see my sis. I am missing her a lot lately. I wish that I had the money to fly out and see her. But of course that won't be happening anytime soon. I still haven't seen my nephew and I'm so sad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are building a mosque in Pompano Beach and of course some people are protesting. It breaks my heart when people say how bad Islam is. A few pastors said that Islam was nothing but a cult and how we must kill people from other faiths to enter Heaven. Just heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really need to get my bum down to David's Bridal and see about my bridesmaid dress. I am going to be a bridesmaid in my friends wedding. I am really happy for her because she really deserves this. I also have to decide what to bring Friday to a house warming party that I'm going to. I will be so glad to see my friends. I have been super bad about keeping in touch. I really need to work on that.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what I have been up to. Really boring, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115393450904879130?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115393450904879130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115393450904879130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115393450904879130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115393450904879130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-wednesday.html' title='Happy Wednesday!'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115371472910671839</id><published>2006-07-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:18:49.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is always greener...</title><content type='html'>As strange as it sounds, I miss Alaska. I couldn’t wait to get home. During the drive I hated life. I was having lots of fun and seeing cool things but with the cramped quarters and my mom’s cat it made things really tough sometimes. Not to mention the COLD. Well, cold for me. It was nice during the days once we hit British Columbia but the nights and early morning were still freezing! Now I wish that I could go back and do the things that I missed and take an RV and really take my time. I miss the mountains, the wildflowers, and the wild animals that I would spot. My mom gave me the name “eagle eye” because I could spot an animal like there was no tomorrow. Joking that I would either make a great hunter back in the day or a really good Labrador. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I think this was a great experience though. I think I have gotten to safe in life and afraid&lt;br /&gt;to try new things. I surprised myself as I hiked up Flattop Mountain in Anchorage. I wanted to go but only part way. I’m a wee bit afraid of heights and as I saw how steep and high the top was I told mom, “Only part of the way, Ok?”. But I found myself just doing it. I mean there was a moment of whatthehelldidIgetmyselfinto. But I did it without injury, without crying or being a baby! Of course it really wasn’t that big of a climb to others but to me it was.&lt;br /&gt;I am truly amazed at what some people do to live there. I mean really it isn’t an easy life if you ask me. Even if you live in the city. Things are more expensive and one doesn’t have the choices that the lower 48 does. And I can’t even imagine living outside the cities. The work that it would take to make it through the winter would drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will have awesome memories and hopefully I will soon return. I just found out that my friend’s fiancé’s mom has a cabin in Alaska! It would be so cool if they bought it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my pictures turn out. I have 27 rolls of film. Seriously. I will have like three freaking scrapbooks of Alaska. Yes, I was a tad bit picture happy and I will probably have way to many photos of moose. And bears. I saw 4 bears on the drive back home in British Columbia!!! But everything was so beautiful I just couldn’t help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic I have wedding fever. Yes, I hate to admit this but I do. *Sigh* I never thought I would be one of those women. You know what I’m talking about. I use to say I wanted nothing big, blah, blah, blah. Well, I guess that changes when you realize that you have your other half. It doesn’t help that everyone around me is getting married. Well, at least it isn’t baby fever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115371472910671839?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115371472910671839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115371472910671839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115371472910671839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115371472910671839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/grass-is-always-greener.html' title='The grass is always greener...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115368083848799323</id><published>2006-07-23T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:19:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality...</title><content type='html'>I have been back for a week now and it's time to get back to reality. I have had a nice little vacation and have so much I want to write about. Problem is I don't know were to start!!! I think I will wait until I get my photos developed and then just start from there. It was a really long but fun drive. I got to see some really great stuff!! We drove down the Alaska highway, brutal if you ask me! Much better if you are in an RV, I think. We drove through Montana, through Wyoming to see the Devil's Tower. Then through South Dakota (a state I didn't think we were ever going to get out of) to see Mt. Rushmore. We took a nice little detour through Badlands scenic byway. We almost didn't take it but it was well worth it! It was gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;Mom was suppose to do an assignment in Memphis but the paperwork for her license wasn't finished so she decided to come back to Florida. Luckily we only lost $50 on my plane ticket. Mom dropped me off in Orlando so I could meet baby and his family.&lt;br /&gt;Orlando had it's ups and downs. A little bit more downs than ups. But I guess that's what happens on a family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Mom left for Orlando Friday. I miss her already!! She left me with her cat for a month. That has not been going well at all. Her cat HATES my cat. It has been interesting to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to catch up on everyone's blogs!! I feel so out of touch with everyone. I have so many people to call and so many things to do. I feel like I'm never going to get done. I'm in the process of cleaning my apartment right now. Ugh. Luckily my mom did all my laundry before she left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115368083848799323?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115368083848799323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115368083848799323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115368083848799323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115368083848799323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-reality_23.html' title='Back to Reality...'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115164962199939777</id><published>2006-06-29T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:40:22.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you guys, I'm going home.</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I watched South Park last night. I had a wonderful two days!!! But I am homesick and can't wait to be back in Sunny Florida. I have lots of things to post. I have so much to talk about!!! I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I will be on the road. I'm pretty excited! I look forward to driving through Canada. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12677322-115164962199939777?l=littleneroticthang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/feeds/115164962199939777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12677322&amp;postID=115164962199939777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115164962199939777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12677322/posts/default/115164962199939777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleneroticthang.blogspot.com/2006/06/screw-you-guys-im-going-home.html' title='Screw you guys, I&apos;m going home.'/><author><name>pixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17531661990712375226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12677322.post-115131134564675022</id><published>2006-06-26T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:42:25.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17: Friday, June 16</title><content type='html'>Well, today we went to do some hiking and to see the Matanuska glacier. It is about a two hour drive to the glacier. I really have seen enough glaciers but I thought it would be a nice drive and one gets to get up really close to this one. So we started the day by going to Wal-Mart to get some snacks, film and batteries.&lt;br /&gt;Of course it was cloudy and there was rain off and on. It seems like the sun doesn’t like to make an appearance when me and mom decided to do something. Bah-humbug. We hiked this really easy trail called Thunder falls. It is easy and promised a great view of a canyon and a waterfall. Well, it was really a nice hike. It was really peaceful and the waterfall was beautiful. But the mosquitoes!!!! They were horrible! And of course mom always wears black so that decided that she must be resting place. But that woman never gets bitten. They prefer me for some odd reason. But luckily I ended up with only one bite.&lt;br /&gt;The drive there was spectacular as all the drives around here are. The landscape was really different from the other place that I have gone. It was so much greener. It took us forever to get to the glacier because I had to stop a gazillion times to take pictures! I took two rolls of pictures! I am going to have to have a whole scrapbook just for my Alaska photos.:)  So we finally get to the glacier area and it was a big temperature drop. And getting there was crazy. It was up and up and up a mountain road with a big ass river on the side with no guard rail. Lovely. I was a wee bit nervous looking down. Hey, I live in Florida and I’m from the Midwest. We don’t have roads like this! And of course the people who are from here are passing us like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So we go and take pictures and then decided to go and see the darn thing. Well the glacier is actually on someone’s land and not government owned. To see the glacier it is $13 dollars a person. A bit much if you ask me but whatever. We are driving down this road and my mom actually turned around. There was no way we were going down there. Maybe if we had a truck but it looked sketchy. We asked the woman at the store and she said it “seemed” safe. Well, not enough for me lady. And if my mom thinks she can’t do it, I listen. Nothing scares my mom. She is a tough ex-Army woman. So we nixed the Glacier. We saw if from the road so that was good enough for us. We drove a little further up the road just to see the mountains. Then we drove home and guess who decides to make an apperance. The sun, it seems to dislike me here in Alaska. Oh, I did get to see a moose and her baby. 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