<?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-3024041260443142877</id><updated>2011-10-04T12:37:18.462-10:00</updated><title type='text'>the safelight district</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3286362386314086350</id><published>2010-02-14T22:06:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:29:31.577-10:00</updated><title type='text'>To love or not to love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/?action=view&amp;current=sjff_03_img0920.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/sjff_03_img0920.jpg" border="0" alt="http://www.filmreference.com/images/sjff_03_img0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since reading "Little Women" in college, I was always torn about the decision for Jo and Laurie to not end up together. Although Jo's character was always independent and carefree, I never imagined coming to the point in the book where she turned down Laurie. The chemistry between the two characters is undeniable and after all their bickering and what to me seemed like flirting, they only turned out to be friends. It makes me think about the men in my life who have become my friends. One in particular, who's mood and feelings toward me ruled my life. Now we consider each other friends but I can hardly see him in that light. Nor can I see him as a person of interest in my love life. It overwhelms me when I think about that situation because of all the promises and words that have been said between us. "Don't be a stranger" and the like... well, not that I'm counting, but it's been awhile since I've heard from him and I'm in no hurry to touch base with him first. My relationships with boys are just like Jo and Laurie... and the correlation makes me sad. On the surface it looks perfect, but underneath, it's not. But I guess that's life... and I think I should start respecting Jo's decision. After all, we can't all live in fantasy land....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3286362386314086350?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3286362386314086350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3286362386314086350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3286362386314086350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3286362386314086350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-love-or-not-to-love.html' title='To love or not to love?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1880711940324732539</id><published>2010-02-04T22:49:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:32:09.330-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ala Moana Beach Park.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_1176.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today consisted of sitting around the apartment and hanging out with my boyfriend. We decided to head to the mall which is interesting because my boyfriend NEVER wants to take me to the mall. Usually it takes a lot of convincing. On the way to the mall I decided that we should stop by Ala Moana beach park. It's not the PRETTIEST place on the island but it can be nice... with the right angles. Speaking of angles, the other reason why I wanted to go to the beach park is so I could start teaching my boyfriend how to take decent pictures. It was a funny experience! The above picture was taken by my boyfriend (thanks! hehe). Anyway, after the beach park, we went to Macy's. We walked around forever and then my boyfriend bought me a pair of Betseyville shoes. They are SUPER cute (pictures soon!). After Ala Moana (mall), we went to dinner in Pearl City... before dinner though, we went to Pearlridge and I bought rings! What else? Haha! Good day, good night! I'm really going to miss this guy... and this place, but the show must go on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this CD has been the soundtrack to my life lately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;blue glass ring (swapmeet) and shell ring (artlines)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;view of waikiki from ala moana beach park&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;two crabs in love forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1880711940324732539?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1880711940324732539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1880711940324732539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1880711940324732539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1880711940324732539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/02/ala-moana-beach-park.html' title='Ala Moana Beach Park.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5712960840100455462</id><published>2010-01-29T12:18:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:21:22.187-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you let me stay here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/17KUOQOlt8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/17KUOQOlt8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love both of these people. Plus, this song is pretty amazing. The original music video for this song is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5712960840100455462?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5712960840100455462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5712960840100455462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5712960840100455462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5712960840100455462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-do-you-let-me-stay-here.html' title='Why do you let me stay here?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3083072619751480706</id><published>2010-01-28T14:44:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:54:42.564-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deadbeats</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_0813.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and I like to go to Jazzminds on Wednesday nights to listen to his friend's band, The Deadbeats. I actually really love the atmosphere at this place. No ones there to hit on girls or talk shit, everyone is just really excited to hear and dance to live music. The drinks are pretty good, although I still think $9 for a cranberry/grey goose is pricey. Cover charge is $5 but hey, there's nothing wrong with supporting local music! I'm just glad that "barefoot league" wasn't there to ruin my night. There's nothing I hate more than watching hippy dorks "dancing" barefoot. Honestly, all summer I had to deal with them and I hated it. So, if you're in Honolulu, go to Jazzminds off of Kapiolani on Wednesday nights at 10pm to watch Harumi and the Deadbeats - you'll thank me later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3083072619751480706?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3083072619751480706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3083072619751480706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3083072619751480706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3083072619751480706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/01/deadbeats.html' title='The Deadbeats'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2444644265439135034</id><published>2010-01-27T14:10:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:28:13.176-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfortable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Hawaii trying to tie up loose ends. I'm finding it difficult to find the will to leave this place. Honestly, when I'm in San Diego, I know I'm in the right place. When I'm in Hawaii, I feel comfortable. My boyfriend and I have been talking a lot about what happens when I leave Hawaii. We've decided that after I leave Hawaii we're going on a break. We have decided to separate and figure out what will happen between us next. We both decided that living far away from each other would be a strain on our relationship. Being apart from each other will also allow us to "find" ourselves and decide what we need in our lives. As much as it will hurt to be away from him, I know this will good for me and in the long run, for us as well. I haven't been the most perfect girlfriend, nor he the most perfect boyfriend, but we have made each other happy over the past three years. There are times when I'm scared that I'm throwing away a great relationship but at the same time, I feel we owe it to ourselves to be single. We'll see where this road takes us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2444644265439135034?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2444644265439135034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2444644265439135034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2444644265439135034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2444644265439135034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/01/comfortable.html' title='Comfortable.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2382152928837185841</id><published>2010-01-21T19:01:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:07:09.786-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by saying that my attempt to write a blog based on the daily pictures I've taken turned into more of a chore than something I enjoyed. I found it difficult at the end of my day to take the time to use my camera and dedicate time to the internet. Last semester I picked up a second job at Victoria's Secret and I also had an internship, plus school and my job at the Children's Center. So here I am, 2010 and I didn't complete what I wanted to do in the past year. I'm not going to start over but I will try to write more this year. I am at an interesting time in my life. I graduated, I lost my first job (stupid back story to this), and now I'm making my move back to San Diego. I want to be happy and free this year. 2010 started off on the wrong foot already... let's see if I can make it worth my while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2382152928837185841?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2382152928837185841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2382152928837185841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2382152928837185841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2382152928837185841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1591551255742457941</id><published>2009-09-22T23:44:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:47:49.662-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall of Necklaces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 264&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to skip Tuesday but now I'm wanting to skip Wednesday and Thursday, and head into Friday evening.  I like the idea of rest. Haha Anyway, I had my friend Katie over for dinner tonight.  It was a nice relaxing evening.  Although, I'm a mess in the kitchen.  I can't wait until all the movements come naturally.  I just think it's so small and there's no where to put anything.  I've decided that I need to get my finances in order.  If I start now I can make my future better.  I can't keep up the bad habits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1591551255742457941?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1591551255742457941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1591551255742457941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1591551255742457941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1591551255742457941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/wall-of-necklaces.html' title='Wall of Necklaces.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5194460963696041159</id><published>2009-09-21T22:42:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:00:13.596-10:00</updated><title type='text'>And That's What It's All About...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 263&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0064-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 262&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 261&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 260&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had intentions on dedicating a whole entry in response to the previous entry that I wrote.  I was going to title it, "Vicki Esquer: Bitter? Or Just Plain Obnoxious?"  Well, I'm too lazy to go into detail about the message I received Friday night, but it goes something along the lines of, "I think I'm better than you, so no hard feelings, but no. Have a nice life."  Now, I've always said that I would one day write about book about how horrible Vicki is as a person.  How she has obviously never taken a science class because she seems to think the world revolves around her big ass.  Listen, sister: the world does not revolve around you, or your family.  You are rude, obnoxious, and ungrateful for all the shit and opportunities I have given you in the past.  Wait - I wasn't going to write this entry about her.  Oh, but how my fingers want to do the talking tonight... Ugh.  Let's put it this way, just because you feel you had the last word doesn't make you better than me.  I am the bigger person for putting aside our differences.  I am the better person for acting like an adult and hoping we can move past any problems or issues we (and now, see, I write "we" because I know I am not the only person at fault here) have caused each other.  Unfortunately, I am unable to apologize to you since I have no idea what I did to make you change your feelings toward me.  As my boyfriend puts it, you started it during summer school and I really had no clue how or why you felt the way you did.  I guess I will end this entry here because I feel that if I continue to bitch and moan about the trouble you have caused me, you would get some kind of joy out of it because you're weird and twisted like that.  I hope you find this entry, although, I know it will do nothing to sway your smelly attitude.  Vicki, your shit stinks just like everyone else's, you're nothing special.  And yeah, I know that's a cap coving your dog tooth.  So there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that felt good.  All the things I wanted to say to her after I received her text message on Friday night.  Ha... Anyway, I started work with Victoria's Secret.  My first shift was 3am to 8am.  I was really into it until I got home around 9:30am and fell asleep.  I didn't wake up until 1:30pm and then I was tired the rest of the evening.  Great!  I picked up more shifts though, Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday.  Then on Tuesday is Friends and Family Preview night.  I invited my boyfriend's mom... haha, should be fun.  Oh, and my fish died.  I don't know what happened.  The water started to foam and I think soap got into the tank somehow.  I'm really not meant to have fish, I have decided.  But this stirs up a big debate, is it wrong to keep fish in a fish tank?  I'm not convinced it's wrong... don't they only have a 5 second memory span?  Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5194460963696041159?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5194460963696041159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5194460963696041159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5194460963696041159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5194460963696041159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-thats-what-its-all-about.html' title='And That&apos;s What It&apos;s All About...'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1905275600426559667</id><published>2009-09-17T22:59:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:08:27.302-10:00</updated><title type='text'>ExFriends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0022-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 259&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0019-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 258&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0012-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 257&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth and jaw hurt.  I don't know what I'm doing to it.  Usually it's because I'm so stressed, but I don't feel stressed.  Maybe deep down I am.  Today I decided to reach out to an exfriend of mine, Vicki.  We shared a lot of happy memories together.  We entered college together, took classes together, moved into dorms together, took summer school together.  We did a lot of things together.  And now, we don't talk.  In fact, we haven't spoken to each other in two years.  Now that I'm coming to the end of my college career, I thought I would get in touch with her and try to understand what happened between us.  I'm more curious than anything and a part of me misses her.  I sent her a text tonight because I'm not a phone person, she never sent me a text back.  I'm going to try one more time and then call it quits.  I'm not obsessive, I'm just missing a good, old friend of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1905275600426559667?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1905275600426559667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1905275600426559667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1905275600426559667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1905275600426559667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/exfriends.html' title='ExFriends.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8521981343791639905</id><published>2009-09-14T23:24:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:29:01.873-10:00</updated><title type='text'>How Does Your Garden Grow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0005-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 256&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and I have a habit of buying produce and not using it in time.  And by "in time" I mean, before the heat gets to the produce and spoils it.  I have decided that instead of throwing out the produce, I'm going to take it to the children's center and compost it.  I feel as though I'm wasting less, giving back to the earth.  I hate wasting food but gosh, all this stuff is mushy and no good.  I can't wait until I have a house with a controlled climate.  Then maybe I can have produce in the house without it spoiling in a week.  That or have my own garden, which would be even better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8521981343791639905?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8521981343791639905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8521981343791639905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8521981343791639905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8521981343791639905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-does-your-garden-grow.html' title='How Does Your Garden Grow?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1624635572718014738</id><published>2009-09-13T21:02:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:14:45.057-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday FunDay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 255&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 254&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0101-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 253&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo488.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 252&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 251&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0035-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 250&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a very busy/interesting week.  I wish I had the energy to sit here and recap it but... I'm lazy.  I've been lazy a lot lately.  All I want to do is eat, sleep, and drink.  That's all.  Forget work, homework, internship.  Give me rest!  I know I'll regret not recapping, since I've had quite the interesting week but.......... I'm falling asleep thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1624635572718014738?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1624635572718014738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1624635572718014738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1624635572718014738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1624635572718014738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday FunDay!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2807469738325102235</id><published>2009-09-07T23:13:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:31:39.862-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo441.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 249&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a safe holiday.  Shout out to my friend, Katie, who turned 21 today.  She passed out during her birthday dinner, so I would say she had a great birthday.  I will need to continue my 20 things tomorrow.  For now, I leave you with one of the most inspiring song I can think of.  This has become my anthem for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move&lt;br /&gt;Awake but cannot open my eyes and the weight is crushing down on my lungs&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't breathe and hope someone will save me this time&lt;br /&gt;And your mother's still callin' you insane and high, swearin' it's different this time&lt;br /&gt;And you tell her to give in to the demons that possess her, that god never blessed her insides&lt;br /&gt;Then you hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things, crawl back into bed to dream of a time&lt;br /&gt;When your heart was open wide and you loved things just because, like the sick and dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when you're on, you're really fuckin' on&lt;br /&gt;And your friends they sing along and they love you&lt;br /&gt;But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fuckin' cheap&lt;br /&gt;And it teases you for weeks in its absence&lt;br /&gt;But you'll fight and you'll make it through, you'll fake it if you have to&lt;br /&gt;And you'll show up for work with a smile, you'll be better and you'll be smarter&lt;br /&gt;And more grown up and a better daughter or son and a real good friend&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be awake, you'll be alert, you'll be positive though it hurts and you'll laugh and embrace all your friends&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be a real good listener, you'll be honest, you'll be brave&lt;br /&gt;You'll be handsome and you'll be beautiful, you'll be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ship may be comin' in, you're weak but not givin' in to the cries and the wails of the valley below&lt;br /&gt;And your ship may be comin' in, you're weak but not givin' in&lt;br /&gt;And you'll fight it and you'll go out fightin all of 'em...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Better Son/Daughter&lt;/span&gt; - Rilo Kiley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2807469738325102235?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2807469738325102235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2807469738325102235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2807469738325102235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2807469738325102235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6164713745594899503</id><published>2009-09-06T09:12:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:14:36.790-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to Know... Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0021-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 248&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it difficult to write out "20 things" people might find surprising about me.  I feel like I'm an open book and that I'm very predictable.  In any case, I'm going to attempt to write 10 things you (whoever you are!) might find interesting/surprising about me today and then 10 on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  I was a military child, I moved to Guam when I was four years old.  I moved back to San Diego when I was eight, then back to Guam when I was twelve.  After Guam, we moved to Japan.  After four years of living in Japan, I moved back to San Diego.  I stayed in San Diego until I was 18 years old and then moved to Oahu for college.  I don't think I'm meant to stay in one place for very long.  I've been on Oahu for four years now, I'm itching to move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  My sister and I aren't as close as I would like us to be.  We're very different people and we express ourselves in very different ways.  I believe that if we weren't related, we could be friends but not best friends.  I don't mean that catty way, I just think we're very different.  None-the-less, I love her very much and I wish we could be more apart of each other's lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  I collect books.  I always have good intentions and plan to read books, but I never get around to it.  In all honesty, I'm just lazy.  It's sad to say but I prefer the TV over books.  I don't know where I got that from, but it's definitely something I want to change about myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  I consider myself to be a fashionably relevant person.  I could style up a girl but don't get me started on men.  I cannot style men for the life of me.  I wish I had more natural instinct about men's fashion.  I also find it difficult for me to be fashionable living in Hawaii.  The scene here is so different and I feel like I'm trying too hard when I wear red lipstick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I don't have many friends.  I think there's something about my personality that turns people away from me.  I'm very content with being at home and I think this bores most people.  I'm looking for people who don't mind hanging out and doing nothing.  It would also be nice to meet someone who has the same taste in music, fashion, and hobbies as me.  I like shopping, and I'm lacking someone who likes to do the same.  Other than that, I'm very bad with keeping in touch with people.  Out of sight out of mind?   Well, something like that but not that harsh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm very opinionated but I usually don't have the facts/evidence to back up my points.  I find it embarrassing to have such passionate feelings toward particular subjects, but to not have the ability to express why I feel the way I do.  Usually my reasons have to deal with religion because that's how I was raised.  I was also raised in a very conservative household so my views tend to shift that way, maybe more by habit that actual opinion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  I'm a sucker for a pretty face.  Whether you're a boy or a girl, I cannot get over the beauty that some people possess.  It's so cliche, but most times, I wish I could steal their faces and put them on mine.  I find a lot of beautiful bloggers and I always want to replicate their face in some way.  I try to find out what makeup or face washing routine they use, and then I attempt to adopt that routine.  I pick up a lot of makeup this way also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)  I'm terrified of getting on birth control because I don't want it to break my skin out or make me gain weight.  I'm not worried about the mood swings, I'm use to those, but I've grown up with relatively nice skin and I couldn't imagine it being anymore broken out than it is now.  I also struggle with my weight so to possibly add to the difficulty wouldn't be doing much for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My boyfriend's birthday is a day before mine.  His is the 29th of January and I'm on the 30th (obviously).  There was a possibility of him being born on the 30th, which would have been weird if we got together.  I use to be very enthusiastic about my birthday but now a days, I don't look forward to it.  Just another reminded that I'm getting older and there's nothing I can do about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  I am obsessed with taking care of my face.  I have invested a lot of money into the Clinique line and honestly, I feel like it's the best investment I've ever made.  I support Clinique 100% and always will, I'm sure.  My boyfriend will vouch for me by agreeing that I am obsessed with not getting wrinkles.  In fact, my nightly face washing ritual is the longest it's ever been.  If I'm wearing make-up I start with the Take The Day Off Cleansing Milk, 7 Day Scrub Cream Rinse-Off Formula or Rinse-Off Foaming Cleanser, Liquid Facial Soap, Clarifying Lotion (x2), Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion, an eye cream from Target, Pore Minimizer Refining Lotion, Acne Solutions Emergency Gel-Lotion, Acne Solutions Spot Healing Gel, and All About Lips (lip moisturizer).  In the morning, I'm now doing the following but instead o the moisturizing lotion, I'm using: Superdefense SPF 25 Age Defense Moisturizer.  I gotta have that SPF. Plus, I wear sunglasses to help stop wrinkles around my eyes.  See, obsessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, stay tuned for the next 10.  I'm off this morning for a day of hanging out with myself.  I'm going to the mall and other places.  On the hunt for Clinique Bamboo Pink lipstick.  Wish me luck! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6164713745594899503?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6164713745594899503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6164713745594899503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6164713745594899503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6164713745594899503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-to-know-me.html' title='Getting to Know... Me!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5480992959906948096</id><published>2009-09-05T23:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:41:27.732-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 247&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5480992959906948096?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5480992959906948096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5480992959906948096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5480992959906948096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5480992959906948096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/wine-me.html' title='Wine Me.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2945819494194687937</id><published>2009-09-04T23:22:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:40:23.795-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is Funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-09-04212531.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 246&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't write another blog about my money woes because I'm the type of person who knows she should be controlling a certain situation but won't.  That's my life and I accept it.  Today was actually a pretty decent day, I have no complaints about today.  I bought some more Clinque products and I am fairly happy with what I got.  My routine in so ridiculous now, but I think it's important for my face and skin.  I also bought a beautiful shirt tonight by Rachel for Rachel Roy.  I am still contemplating the purchase because the shirt is hand wash only.  I always wonder how much people actually hand wash their clothing.  Is it a ridiculous or reasonable task?  Anyway, my boyfriend and I ended our night with dinner at "The Counter."  He took the bottom picture.  I liked how it came out.  Phone cameras are weird, sometimes the picture looks nice and other times... I don't know what's going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-09-04212806.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2945819494194687937?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2945819494194687937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2945819494194687937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2945819494194687937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2945819494194687937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/money-is-funny.html' title='Money is Funny.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3596908723057290165</id><published>2009-09-04T00:08:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:21:04.460-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 245&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 244&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-09-01132044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 243&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish my group of friends were the cast from Seinfeld and "How I Met Your Mother."  They always seem to be having a good time and I don't believe I have seen them start drama with one another.  I feel what I'm lacking in my life are a few good relationships with either boys or girls.  I am trying to get to know people but I've noticed that I'm very picky when it comes to the people I let into my life.  I have my reasons and I won't sit here and deny that I don't know what those reason are.  Last night I was working on my internship homework until 3:30am.  I couldn't think of any objectives for my goal and I was stuck with four objectives when we're suppose to have five.  I'm really not "feeling" this internship and I wish I didn't have to do this.  I know I'm suppose to be making the best of it, but I feel like I'm just doing this to do it.  I just hope it gets better over time.  I'm really excited for this weekend because it's a three day weekend.  Tonight I decided to play with my camera and light sources to create images.  I really like the effect, looks like something is standing on my bed.  Speaking of bed, it's time for me to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3596908723057290165?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3596908723057290165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3596908723057290165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3596908723057290165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3596908723057290165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-friends.html' title='Making Friends.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6251216674999131655</id><published>2009-08-31T19:59:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:07:08.222-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Target Red Lipstick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 242&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, relaxing Monday night watching "Hoarders" on A&amp;E.  I went to Target today and picked up the L'Oreal Target red lipstick.  I think it's a pretty sick red.  I'm smitten.  I also went to Savers and bought an amazing purple skirt.  Ahhh, one day the shopping will end.  Until then, I'll enjoy this little ride I'm on.  Anyway, here is my self-portrait for the end of the month.  I can't believe tomorrow is September.  My internship is looking up.  Thank goodness I spoke up!  Now it's time for dinner.  Oh, and can I just say that I am very upset about my face?  I don't know what else to do.  Break out everywhere!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6251216674999131655?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6251216674999131655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6251216674999131655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6251216674999131655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6251216674999131655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/target-red-lipstick.html' title='Target Red Lipstick.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1707384451963507313</id><published>2009-08-30T23:23:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:46:44.749-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating My Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0089-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 241&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 240&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0047-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 239&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 238&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some thinking about this blog.  It's had it's run and I feel like now I'm just making it go until day 365.  I feel like there is no inspiration, no actual point for me to take a picture every day and post a picture.  I wish I didn't blog myself in a corner cause now I feel like if I don't follow through I will have failed.  I guess what I'm saying is, I wish this blog had more of a purpose.  I've been looking at a million fashion blogs lately.  I recently found blogs with women who embrace their curves.  It was difficult for me to find "plus size" fashion blogs of girls who really do have style.  I've found my fair share of big girls posting picture of them in their outfits but I was never impressed.  Anyway, for a long time I felt that in order to be "fashionable" I had to constantly look "fashionable."  I've been realizing that this is simply not the case.  I am a self-proclaimed fashionable female.  I live, eat, breath, and sleep fashion.  I may not look like I do on a regular basis but it's there.  My love and passion for it is living deep inside this body of mine just screaming to get out.  I've always said that if I were smaller, I could fit more clothes and therefore look better in clothing.  I'm becoming more comfortable with my body and I'm not stressing out on losing weight.  I do want to be smaller and I'm doing the work to get there.  I originally picked up the vegetarian diet due to the animal politics but now, I find it to be a benefit to my health.  I'm excited for this change and I'm looking forward to the future.  I guess the point is: after this blog reaches 365 (God willing), I will turn it into a blog that expresses me and everything I love.  Food, fashion, interior designing, photography, and people.  Until then, I will keep posting, maybe not every day but definitely as soon as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1707384451963507313?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1707384451963507313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1707384451963507313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1707384451963507313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1707384451963507313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/contemplating-my-blog.html' title='Contemplating My Blog.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4193568302150724118</id><published>2009-08-26T21:57:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:04:15.847-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shouldn't Be Here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0020-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 238&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 237&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 236&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 235&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0109-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 234&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 233&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 232&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more when I feel like it.  There's some things I would like to catch up on.  I will say this though, this is the first week of fall semester.  It is time to start the countdown to graduation.  It's finally time for me to leave college and I feel incomplete.  I feel like I'm not doing what I really love.  I've changed so much.  I've grown and I've tried different things.  My internship isn't helping me feel prepared, I feel lost and my mom can't help by just sympathizing.  I choose to do things based on emotion when really I should start thinking with my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4193568302150724118?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4193568302150724118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4193568302150724118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4193568302150724118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4193568302150724118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-shouldnt-be-here.html' title='I Shouldn&apos;t Be Here.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6484041986068823273</id><published>2009-08-19T17:21:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:23:38.640-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Top Drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0066-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 231&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6484041986068823273?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6484041986068823273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6484041986068823273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6484041986068823273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6484041986068823273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/round-top-drive.html' title='Round Top Drive.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1261766586788561724</id><published>2009-08-18T20:42:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:58:04.793-10:00</updated><title type='text'>What Day is It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0009-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 230&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0003-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 229&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog has been about food a lot lately.  Right now though, my life is seriously surrounded by food.  I've been on a cooking kick.   It's really nice to have the motivation to cook and experiment with new flavors.  It's especially nice considering I'm a declared vegetarian now.  I've been doing it for a week already and I feel like this will last for the rest of my life.  I enjoy not cooking meat and using less dairy/eggs.  I don't know how this is going to effect my health considering the lose of vitamins.  I've been meaning to go to the doctor for other things so I guess now I have more incentive to go.  Today I was able to hang out with my boyfriend and go shopping.  We're going to rearrange my closet and make more space in it, we'll see how it goes.  And I also made dinner for us.  Tonight I made curry fried rice with cranberries, oven roasted yams, and a side salad.  Yummy!  Tomorrow is another day with my boyfriend and we've promised to not spend any money, although I see it happening. I like spending time with my boyfriend, it's been very fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1261766586788561724?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1261766586788561724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1261766586788561724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1261766586788561724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1261766586788561724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-day-is-it.html' title='What Day is It?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6132659349711510434</id><published>2009-08-16T16:53:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:58:18.938-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Bum Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0025-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 228&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking that when I start my internship and new job it'll be difficult to get a picture everyday. I really hope it doesn't interfere with this project of mine. I woke up this morning excited to make pancakes. I've been wanting to make them for a while now but I never had baking powder. Luckily my boyfriend is super nice and bought me some last night. Other than making pancakes I've just been sitting around doing nothing. I've been watching "Bridezillas" and it's a really interesting show. Honestly, I look forward to getting married. I did some snooping around on the internet and found some inspiration photos for my wedding. Why am I wedding planning? I'm not even engaged. Oh, and I promise to do my best and not become a BRIDEZILLA! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6132659349711510434?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6132659349711510434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6132659349711510434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6132659349711510434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6132659349711510434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-bum-sunday.html' title='Lazy Bum Sunday.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-9006018742011038304</id><published>2009-08-15T22:49:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:01:28.944-10:00</updated><title type='text'>KCC Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0015-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 227&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I went out last night for my coworker's birthday, I decided that I was going to wake up early and head over to the KCC Farmer's Market. Last night was a crazy night. My boyfriend and I made dinner and then went to Tsunamis for Yuki's birthday. It was a good time and I drank a lot. I kind of wish I didn't because I was the most drunk I've been in a long time. I ended up leaving my boyfriend to go to Mai Tai Bar with my coworkers Jamie and Gwen. It was okay, I just felt really drunk. Anyway, the farmers market was amazing! My boyfriend and I ate some delicious food, grilled pesto pizza, fried tomatoes and zucchini, and hibiscus mint iced tea. Yum! We also bought some produce and sauces. Romaine lettuce, carrots, a mango, edamame, green onions, corn, sweet peppers, homemade Pesto sauce, Andy's Bueno Salsa, and zucchini. I hope to go every other week and buy fresh vegetables and fruit. I was looking for some spices but I didn't find any this time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I can't wait to start work at Victoria's Secret. The school is cutting their budget and it's effecting the hours being handed out. I think I'm only going to work 16 hours at the Children's Center. I hope to get Tuesday/Friday, 8am to 5pm. I originally said I would work Thursday 8am to 1130am but I don't really want to work that day anymore. I feel like it's a waste of time to go in and then be exhausted and sweaty in class until 430pm. Not worth it, especially if they're going to cut my hours on Tuesday or Friday! Anyway, we'll see. My first day at Victoria's Secret is on September 8th. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-9006018742011038304?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/9006018742011038304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=9006018742011038304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9006018742011038304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9006018742011038304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/kcc-farmers-market.html' title='KCC Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5527214189291976157</id><published>2009-08-14T07:15:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:20:22.836-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Early!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0003-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 226&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning! This morning I baked more muffins. I decided that these muffins needed some cinnamon so we will see how they go. They are cooling off as I'm typing this. I like being up early. It makes me feel like I'm taking advantage of my whole day. I use to just wake up at 7:45am and get to work by 8am. I would be so tired. Now I have the chance to allow my body time to wake up and be fully aware of what's going on at work. Tonight I'm suppose to go out for my coworker's birthday. I just want to go to her birthday, hang out for a little, and then go home. I am not in the mood to be running around town, especially when I don't have play money to dedicate to a night out. We will see what happens... my friend has a way of convincing me otherwise sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5527214189291976157?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5527214189291976157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5527214189291976157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5527214189291976157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5527214189291976157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-early.html' title='It&apos;s Early!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8921445827083043347</id><published>2009-08-13T21:18:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:45:40.451-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0038-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 225&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up kind of late this morning and it took awhile for me to actually wake up. I really need to go to bed early or else this waking up before 7am thing isn't going to work. Plus, it's been really hot and I think that only adds to my tiredness. Tonight I was suppose to make eggplant parmesan. I didn't want to use cheese but I decided to just improvise with what I had (which wasn't a lot). I wasn't going to make it anyway but I decided that I should use my produce since I plan on going to the KCC Farmers Market this Saturday! I'm really excited to go. I love shopping in that kind of atmosphere. That's why I love going to Swap Meets. Well, I better get ready for bed soon. I want to wake up early tomorrow to make muffins and get ready for my "cooking" activity. I will finally make the "Watermelon Juice" I had wanted to make. I have the watermelon sitting on my table for the past week. I hope it's still good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when I go back to San Diego, I want to try and see Conan live. I think that would be a good time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8921445827083043347?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8921445827083043347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8921445827083043347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8921445827083043347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8921445827083043347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-sleep.html' title='I Need Sleep!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1052268562211407867</id><published>2009-08-12T12:41:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:54:07.379-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegan Banana Pecan Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0023-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 224&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success! Well, I didn't technically wake up at 6:15am but I did manage to roll out of bed at 6:33! I made my banana muffins, put them in the oven, and hopped in the shower. It was wonderful to start my day with a muffin, applesauce, and vanilla soy milk. The only downside about this day is that it's so muggy and wet outside. Work has been okay so far and I'm looking forward to coming home tonight and just relaxing in front of the fan. I think I'm going to make Eggplant Parmesan tonight (minus the parmesan). We'll see what happens. I'm kind of sick of eating, haha! I think about food and I get kind of grossed out. But I have to eat, if I don't I'll be grumpy and that's never fun. Well, my lunch break it almost over.... how I wish it was 4:59pm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I was offered a position at Victoria's Secret! So happy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1052268562211407867?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1052268562211407867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1052268562211407867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1052268562211407867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1052268562211407867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/vegan-banana-pecan-muffins.html' title='Vegan Banana Pecan Muffins'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7628258007285885907</id><published>2009-08-11T23:45:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:51:52.374-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0001-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 223&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rain today. Just a few scattered showers. The hurricane has turned into a tropical storm and now it's just some rain. The whole island chain was worrying for nothing. Anyway, tonight I was contemplating baking banana muffins but when I went to gather all my ingredients I realized I didn't have baking soda. I looked for ways to replace baking soda but most people suggest using baking powder or not replacing it. My boyfriend had to buy baking soda for me and by the time he came home it was too late for me to bake. My plan is to wake up bright and early tomorrow morning. I think I'll enjoy the smell of baked goods in the morning and it's incentive for me to wake up early. This morning I woke up at 6:50am. Tomorrow morning I hope to wake up at 6:15am. Good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7628258007285885907?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7628258007285885907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7628258007285885907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7628258007285885907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7628258007285885907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain...'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1004506271689749009</id><published>2009-08-10T23:04:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:17:57.254-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Down to Earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0015-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 222&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0002-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 221&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3705.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 220&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 219&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my interview with Victoria's Secret today. Unfortunately it was a group interview but I think I did my best, considering the circumstances. Two women in my group cried. They cried during their interview. For a moment I thought I was in a support group. It was very... surreal. Later in the day I went food shopping with my boyfriend. It's a really interesting process to restock my fridge and pantry. I'm not one to indulge on my personal endeavors but I have made the decision to become a vegetarian. Slowly, I want to become a vegan. I have been researching for the past week and I also bought some new cookbooks. "Down to Earth" has become my new favorite store and I'm loving the ease of cooking so far. I like not buying meat at the store. I guess right now my conscience is in a different place. Growth! I've been waiting for this to happen. It always takes something major in my life to push me to that "edge" and I'm glad it did. The abandonment of my past has left me with the need to grasp something in my future. That is what is driving me right now. It's an amazing feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1004506271689749009?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1004506271689749009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1004506271689749009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1004506271689749009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1004506271689749009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-down-to-earth.html' title='Get Down to Earth.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4980671428081132206</id><published>2009-08-06T23:48:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:55:16.468-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0033-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 218&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0022-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 217&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not again, indeed! I believe I'm coming down with a cold and I might add that this is the worst timing, ever! It makes me regret going out on Wednesday. But I definitely blame the sake for this illness... oh! and Like Like Drive Inn. I was fine until I drank that sake and went into Like Like. Maaaannn... and to think I suggested Zippy's!!! Oh well. I went home from work sick today, left around 3, and went to sleep around 4:30pm. Woke up at 9:30pm and had some dinner and now it's 11:51pm and I'm going to bed. Hopefully I wake up well-rested tomorrow and I'll be able to stay a full day. Too much stress in my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I found two friends from elementary school on Facebook. Online social networking CAN be a good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4980671428081132206?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4980671428081132206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4980671428081132206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4980671428081132206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4980671428081132206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-again.html' title='Not Again!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3162576217703088544</id><published>2009-08-04T23:16:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:27:26.155-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Score!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 216&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager from Victoria's Secret called me yesterday and I missed her call. Luckily she called me today and I was able to schedule an interview with them on Monday at 8:30am. I'm so excited but I'm also very nervous. I would really like to get the job but I'm also kind of nervous about what I'm going to do if I get it. How am I going to get there? Car? Bus? I'm just playing this by ear. Anyway, I took Monday off for my interview and to spend time with my boyfriend. It'll be a nice three day weekend. Also, there's a hurricane headed toward Hawaii. It's suppose to hit Saturday/Sunday. We'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3162576217703088544?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3162576217703088544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3162576217703088544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3162576217703088544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3162576217703088544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/score.html' title='Score!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5954127216249390683</id><published>2009-08-03T23:54:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:08:45.976-10:00</updated><title type='text'>More Time Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 215&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another dollar. Today is my 1,000th day with my boyfriend. When you look at the time we spent together like that it seems like a long time. I mean, there's only 30-31 days in a month. It's strange for me to be with someone for this long. You never realize it until you put a number to it. Right now, I am happy with my life. I feel somewhat empty on a personal level but it's something I'm going to have to deal with. I need to let go a huge chunk of my past and I find it difficult sometimes. I find myself in limbo sometimes, I'm happy but I'm not happy. I would hate for my boyfriend to think that it's something he's done. It's all me and I think that's why it's so difficult for me to cope with. I've never questioned myself so much in my life but recently I've tried to stop myself from double guessing myself and just going with the flow. I can see a future with this one but I guess I'm too scared to admit it sometimes. Maybe I just need more time. More days... happy 1,000th my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5954127216249390683?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5954127216249390683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5954127216249390683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5954127216249390683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5954127216249390683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-time-please.html' title='More Time Please.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1456120466210810473</id><published>2009-08-02T23:08:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:11:46.229-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Job Contemplation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0013-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 214&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official, I'm going to need a second job when the school year starts in order to support the habits I have picked up over the summer. Plus, if I'm constantly moving, I'm not sitting and eating. I believe that this will be a great way for me to lose weight. We'll see though. I always talk about getting a second job, especially when I can only work 20 hours a week at the Children's Center during the school year. This time it's a little more complicated with my internship. I just know that I really want a second income. I've been shopping all weekend and it's finally catching up with me. I don't think there's a problem with wanting new nice stuff, but there's definitely a problem when I see my bank account dwindling. I don't know, I guess it's not a "BIG" deal but I know that in order for me to keep this up, I'll need to work a little harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1456120466210810473?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1456120466210810473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1456120466210810473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1456120466210810473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1456120466210810473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/second-job-contemplation.html' title='Second Job Contemplation.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3391855747180672476</id><published>2009-08-01T22:51:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:54:50.952-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Problem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo394.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 213&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops! I forgot that yesterday was the last day of the month. I had planned to post a picture of myself on the last day of every month. So, I will post it today. Well, I slept most of the day away and then decided to do some laundry for the first time in forever. After my boyfriend came home we went shopping. I had a 30% coupon for the Gap and Old Navy so I took advantage of that and bought some basics. Then we went to Target and I ended up buying stuff there. Terrible! Hehe Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3391855747180672476?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3391855747180672476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3391855747180672476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3391855747180672476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3391855747180672476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/shopping-problem.html' title='Shopping Problem.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7061415045453139568</id><published>2009-07-31T23:59:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:06:35.131-10:00</updated><title type='text'>"(500) Days of Summer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 212&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice way to end the week. I went on a walking trip with Poni teachers, Nicole and Heather, to Ala Moana to see koi and eat subway. It was pretty funny walking around with four kids. The afternoon was relaxing and it went by smoothly. I think it helped that I was going to do something later tonight! My boyfriend and I made plans for a "date night." It's funny because we hardly ever went on dates when we first started dating so we try to get them in whenever we have money or time. Tonight we went to see "(500) Days of Summer". It was such a great movie. My boyfriend really liked it and has plans to purchase it already. I liked how true to life the movie was. I felt like I was watching a real relationship, it reminded me of all the relationships in my past. Looking back, I had some amazing times but I also had some terrible times. I guess everything evens out in the end. I'm happy where I am right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the picture: I wanted to take this picture last week but my lack of camera didn't allow me to. I wanted to use it for the blue theme week. I am happy I had a chance to photograph this child today. I got the shot I wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7061415045453139568?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7061415045453139568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7061415045453139568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7061415045453139568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7061415045453139568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/08/500-days-of-summer.html' title='&quot;(500) Days of Summer&quot;'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-266062316370244982</id><published>2009-07-30T23:55:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:08:29.029-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinkin' Games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 211&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was spent hanging out with the boyfriend and his friends drinking. I didn't drink anything special, just vodka tonics with lime. Delicious, of course. I've been thinking a lot about why I'm so unfocused and unmotivated right now and I think it's because I'm so over this summer. I just want school to start and end so I can move on with my life. Work isn't horrible, but the constant repetitious cycle can drain my energy. Also, my friend and I have been skipping the gym to do other activities like walking around town. Not going to the gym was a bad idea because I'm dreading going back. I want to get some free weights so I can practice my form at home and make sure I'm getting the most out of my weight lifting. Bad form doesn't help lose or gain anything. I hurt my neck the other day because I had bad form, it sucks. Anyway, my Nikon charger is back in my life and I am happy. Other than my lack of motivation, I am happy. I am also happy because tomorrow I am going to the movies to watch "(500) Days of Summer". Be jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-266062316370244982?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/266062316370244982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=266062316370244982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/266062316370244982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/266062316370244982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/drinkin-games.html' title='Drinkin&apos; Games.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7997686306696864176</id><published>2009-07-29T23:32:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:00:50.153-10:00</updated><title type='text'>What is My Reason?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3649-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 210&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another uninspiring day. I feel out of control in terms of my health. I think I am in a rut and I need to re-evaluate why I'm doing what I'm doing. I've been reading more women's health magazines and trying to figure out a nice balance between socializing and eating. It's really easy to go out on a Thursday night, drink, get some food, go home and go to sleep, only to wake up four hours later to go to work. Then I feel the need to put food in my body to keep me moving and the vicious cycle continues. My friend, Jamie and I can't even get motivated to go to the gym! We get off work, tired as hell, and at least for me, all I want to do is nap! Anyway, it's been difficult to say the least but my body knows what's good and what's not. You think I would learn from the stomach pains I had this weekend. Oh well, maybe tonight will be another sleepless night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7997686306696864176?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7997686306696864176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7997686306696864176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7997686306696864176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7997686306696864176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-my-reason.html' title='What is My Reason?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-9208431234498412004</id><published>2009-07-28T23:45:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:49:08.584-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Booth Week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo382.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 209&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of my Canon is about the same as Apple's photo booth. Well, not really but I'm definitely not inspired by my camera. It's only a 7.1 megapixel camera and I'm use to a 9 megapixel. Megapixels generally don't matter because it really depends on the lens. Anyway, here's another photo booth picture and I'm okay with this. Also, 3 cups of uncooked pasta does not equal 3 cups of cooked pasta. Oh and I really like going on walks. It's kind of my "thing" now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-9208431234498412004?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/9208431234498412004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=9208431234498412004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9208431234498412004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9208431234498412004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/photo-booth-week.html' title='Photo Booth Week?'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1968024222035440250</id><published>2009-07-27T20:20:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:22:55.986-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo373.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was actually really good to me today. I kept thinking it was Tuesday for some reason! Anyway, tonight I'm babysitting Moana, as you can see. We are having fun watching Kipper. This dog has a really interesting accent. My boyfriend said that voice didn't match the dog but it's kind of growing on me now. Babysitting reminds me of when I was middle school. I don't mind babysitting especially mellow kids who don't mind chilling and watching tv. Not that I couldn't entertain her or anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1968024222035440250?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1968024222035440250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1968024222035440250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1968024222035440250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1968024222035440250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/babysitter.html' title='Babysitter!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6564027637920919056</id><published>2009-07-26T23:30:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:38:03.536-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Some Good News.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 207&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning around 3am I woke up with sharp stomach pains. It wasn't like a regular sour stomach, it was a pressure that felt like it pushed against my lungs and I couldn't breathe. The pain remained for 3 hours, despite my efforts to ease it. I went to the restroom, took a hot bath, took four Tums, and two extra strength Excedrine. Nothing worked. Finally at 6:30am I decided I should go to the ER but though I should ask my parents for their advice. My dad gave me some solutions that could fix the problem and I decided to do that before I did anything else. My stomach still hurt well into the afternoon and it just now starting to feel better. It still hurts, but I hope I get to rest tonight. Onto good news: my sister found my Nikon camera charger! I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this picture concludes my week of theme postings with my good friend, &lt;a href="http://mycuriouseye.blogspot.com"&gt;Nerissa&lt;/a&gt;. We decided on the color blue and I think I was pretty successful despite this picture and Friday's picture. Take a look at her blog, she has some pretty awesome pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6564027637920919056?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6564027637920919056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6564027637920919056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6564027637920919056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6564027637920919056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-some-good-news.html' title='Finally, Some Good News.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3949823483502572536</id><published>2009-07-25T20:01:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:06:44.816-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Opposite of Productive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 206&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another unproductive day in the life of Kristen. I woke up, ate lunch, and went back to sleep. I couldn't help it, Scotty was sleeping so I was like, 'What to do now?' I went to my bed and fell asleep. I had a dream I was hanging out with guys that I knew in Japan. Not the ones I hung out with, but the kids I knew in class and what not. I remember hating it. I was sitting at a table while one of them was talking shit to me. I had no way of leaving so I called my parents to rescue me. They came with two cars to take my friends, too. I don't remember who else was there, but I do know that my friend Jamie was one of the friends that came with my parents to "rescue" me. It was kind of crazy. There was another part that I wanted to wake up from cause I was scared. It involved speed and falling and I didn't want any part of it. Anyway, tonight I'm heading out to drink and eat with Scotty and his friend. We'll see where we end up in a few hours. I really need to stop drinking but I don't really drink a lot. I think it's just the idea of spending money on food and alcohol, it's killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3949823483502572536?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3949823483502572536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3949823483502572536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3949823483502572536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3949823483502572536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/opposite-of-productive.html' title='The Opposite of Productive.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8808075356626890834</id><published>2009-07-24T23:21:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:26:49.636-10:00</updated><title type='text'>That Was Quick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 205&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how fast this week went by. Summer is flashing before my eyes! The beach party was a success today and it's mostly because I was paired up with the most adorable kid. He is so funny and polite. I want my future children to be just like him! Friday after school care was nice because the kids slept until 3:30pm. The parents pick their kids up by 4:30pm! Then tonight I went on a walk with my friend Jamie and my boyfriend. It was a long walk! Luckily we ended up eating pho for dinner. I've been wanting some for so long. Anyway, I'm very sad that my Nikon battery charger is MIA. My picture for today sucks... I really, really hate my Canon. Maybe I'll look into a Nikon point and shoot. But first I'll buy a replacement charger. $50 later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8808075356626890834?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8808075356626890834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8808075356626890834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8808075356626890834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8808075356626890834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-was-quick.html' title='That Was Quick!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2243675715476899081</id><published>2009-07-23T23:02:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:28:26.177-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0035-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 204&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach trip failed. I wanted to go swimming today but we got to the beach my boyfriend's friends go to a lot too late. The tide was high and the water was choppy. I always bring too much stuff to the beach and I didn't want to ruin my camera. I live around my camera. By the way, I can't find my charger so now I am destroying my apartment looking for it. My parents haven't mentioned anything about seeing it so I'm convinced it's here, somewhere in this mess. I am so annoyed right now. I honestly haven't been this irritated in a long time. I hate losing things, especially something that is necessary for a project. I need that charger and I won't be happy until it is found/located. Where is my charger?! I'll be using the point and shoot Canon until I can charge my Nikon's battery. This makes me sad because tomorrow is my work's beach day. I hate my Canon... in comparison to the Nikon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2243675715476899081?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2243675715476899081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2243675715476899081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2243675715476899081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2243675715476899081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2933562278014949070</id><published>2009-07-22T22:03:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:56:46.674-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays are Good Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 203&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the middle of the week. Now to head to Jazz Minds for some good music and some good company. I'm exhausted but I already promised to go so I'm committed. I was so exhausted I couldn't even enjoy something I love - shopping! Amazing. Oh and  li hing malasadas are the best. Just for the record. Come on Saturday! You're not coming fast enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2933562278014949070?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2933562278014949070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2933562278014949070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2933562278014949070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2933562278014949070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesdays-are-good-days.html' title='Wednesdays are Good Days!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6423919353599575310</id><published>2009-07-21T23:59:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:40:14.017-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays Don't Have a Feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0013-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title courtesy of my favorite sitcom, "Seinfeld." When I was younger I never liked this show. Only recently have I begun to understand the humor. Not only understand it, but appreciate it. I'm happy that I own the box set, it's definitely a good investment. I watch this show whenever I'm feeling sad. George is probably the most interesting character besides Kramer. I could talk about this show all day... and I could probably watch it all day, too. Anyway, I also enjoy "The Office" but that's another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6423919353599575310?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6423919353599575310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6423919353599575310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6423919353599575310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6423919353599575310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesdays-dont-have-feeling.html' title='Tuesdays Don&apos;t Have a Feeling.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5273267016133389143</id><published>2009-07-20T22:29:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:35:41.786-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays Make Me Sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0009-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always hated Mondays. They get a bad rep. First, they remind you that your weekend is over. Then they never prepare you for the week ahead. Wednesdays are more likable. They're the middle of the week, they give you a chance to settle in and before you know it, it's Friday. That's why I like Wednesdays, plus, with a name like "Hump Day" who wouldn't love it? Anyway, the past two weeks have been really fun and insightful. I think it can be difficult to remember how fun being social can be when you're not feeling pretty. For a while there, I thought I lost myself but the past two weeks have proved otherwise. Although I'm not too keen on the drinking, I have been letting loose and allowing myself the simple pleasures of life such as a beer or a vodka tonic with lime. Plus, the dancing helps burn some calories, right? Right. My friend Jamie has really helped pull me out of my shell, and I am really grateful for that. Plus, it's nice to be told I'm beautiful by random strangers again. Makes me feel 18 years old all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5273267016133389143?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5273267016133389143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5273267016133389143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5273267016133389143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5273267016133389143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/mondays-make-me-sad.html' title='Mondays Make Me Sad.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-937544976556847559</id><published>2009-07-19T22:47:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:48:09.084-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need to Start Posting More Often.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0003-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 199&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-07-17154709.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 198&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 197&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0003-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 196&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-07-14152108.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 195&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0023-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 194&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0021-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 193&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0013-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 192&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 191&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0005-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 190&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say... so little time. What a wonderful two weeks I've had. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-937544976556847559?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/937544976556847559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=937544976556847559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/937544976556847559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/937544976556847559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-start-posting-more-often.html' title='I Need to Start Posting More Often.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2702278544463551784</id><published>2009-07-08T22:51:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:10:15.271-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Week so Far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0031-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 189&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0025-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 188&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 187&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend's friend Jack is having a baby tonight. Well, not him, but his girlfriend. Kind of exciting. It makes my biological clock very jealous. Oh well, there is still lots of time left. It's been a nice few days just hanging out and not worrying about anything. I still need to drop my summer class. I'm still debating it, even though I know I shouldn't take it. Oh well, I give myself until Friday to make the final decision. I'm very indecisive about a lot of stuff. I have especially noticed this lately. I'm a very torn person. The heart and the head don't always agree. It's very... tiring. Anyway, I would just like to say that going to the gym is my favorite past time. I hate getting there but once I'm inside, I own the place. Well, at least in my head I do and that's a nice feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2702278544463551784?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2702278544463551784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2702278544463551784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2702278544463551784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2702278544463551784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-week-so-far.html' title='Long Week so Far.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3730233053687556685</id><published>2009-07-05T21:51:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:02:19.472-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0012-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 186&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to people in my apartment today which was a nice change from waking up alone. Went to Rainbow drive-in for the first time in a long time. Hung out with Katie and went shopping. I bought Marc by March Jacobs sunglasses ($35 at Nordstrom Rack!), a pretty maxi dress and a black knitted cardigan. It's beautiful. Afterward I came home and just relaxed. My bedroom is so comfortable now. I spent three hours just hanging out on my bed and listening to music. My boyfriend and I rearranged the room (cause I felt like it) and now it's way more inviting. Anyway, the sky was gorgeous tonight. Sometimes when I see sunsets like this, it's makes me wonder why I dislike Hawaii so much. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3730233053687556685?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3730233053687556685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3730233053687556685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3730233053687556685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3730233053687556685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunsets.html' title='Sunsets.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-322406268014079656</id><published>2009-07-04T23:38:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:53:50.524-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 185&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 184&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-07-02143735.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 183&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-07-01143143.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo333.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 181&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-06-28213223.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 180&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 179&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/2009-06-27014345.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 178&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 177&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 176&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0044-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 175&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/img00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 174&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 173&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy the past two weeks. I finally came back to the islands, figured out my life, and finished my women's studies class. I'm probably not going to take classes next summer session. I am excited not to take classes. I can focus on me. Anyway, I've had a difficult week and I miss San Diego. I'm going through transition and it's an interesting time in my life. Tonight consisted of dinner with my boyfriend's friends and just hanging out. Super laid back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-322406268014079656?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/322406268014079656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=322406268014079656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/322406268014079656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/322406268014079656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8148253074294203835</id><published>2009-06-21T21:22:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:28:34.739-10:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0134-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 172&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0028-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 171&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0008-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 169&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo209.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 168&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm home in San Diego and I'm loving it. The weather is perfect and I feel so at home. I wish I was staying longer but I leave this Thursday. I gotta soak it in. Coming home is always stressful, and when I first arrived at my house I was attacked by allergies. I couldn't even enjoy hanging out with my sister and Alex. I did get to swim in my pool and that was amazing. I went shopping with my mom and dad. Made dinner for my family. Saw friends and family members. Met Desmond. Laughed, cried, coughed and sighed. This is my home, this is where I belong. San Diego, I love you. Will you marry me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8148253074294203835?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8148253074294203835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8148253074294203835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8148253074294203835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8148253074294203835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/san-diego-forever.html' title='San Diego Forever!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-9192746824420640107</id><published>2009-06-16T23:19:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:23:42.049-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Honolulu Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0013-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 167&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm packing. I hate packing, with a passion. I left work early to wrap my head around what I needed and what I didn't need. Plus, I needed to rest and relax cause I'm still trying to get over my little cold. I hope I wake up better tomorrow. A girl can dream... See you in San Diego!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-9192746824420640107?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/9192746824420640107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=9192746824420640107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9192746824420640107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9192746824420640107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/honolulu-today.html' title='Honolulu Today.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7133529791447410179</id><published>2009-06-15T22:26:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:29:55.265-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Glasses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0001-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 166&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using my reading glasses more. My eyes were starting to hurt and that made my head hurt. They've been helping. I woke up late for work, again. The clock turned 8:00am as soon as I opened my eyes. It must have been the Nyquil. I'm still trying to get over this cold before my flight on Wednesday. I'm thinking about packing but it's really giving me anxiety. I don't want to pack! Where's my boyfriend? He'll do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7133529791447410179?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7133529791447410179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7133529791447410179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7133529791447410179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7133529791447410179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-glasses.html' title='Reading Glasses.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8195010441522089823</id><published>2009-06-14T22:14:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:35:49.487-10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dull Week of Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 165&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 164&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0009-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 163&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 162&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 161&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a busy week (thus most of these are boring). I wrote a paper, worked, and slept. I began a new hobby and spent too much money on it. I guess that's how it goes though. I spent the day with my boyfriend today, it was nice. Shaved ice and nice conversations. Unfortunately, I'm beginning to get a cough. I leave for San Diego on Wednesday, hope I'm better by then! I'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8195010441522089823?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8195010441522089823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8195010441522089823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8195010441522089823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8195010441522089823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/dull-week-of-pictures.html' title='A Dull Week of Pictures.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6768495051527922719</id><published>2009-06-09T20:15:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:23:27.739-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a Rant for the Books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0008-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 160&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 159&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't understand why I continue to allow this particular teacher to bother me. She just does. I can't stand the way she micro-manages me. I know that the children need to be bathroomed after lunch, and I know that they will be bathroomed before they go outside after nap. Nap ends at 2:00pm. Not, 1:30, not 1:45. 2:00pm. Let the kids rest, let everyone around them rest. Jesus. Leave me alone and let me work. I've been here for two years. I get it. I know the flow of the day. STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO EVERY SECOND OF EVERY HOUR. It's fucking annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6768495051527922719?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6768495051527922719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6768495051527922719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6768495051527922719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6768495051527922719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-rant-for-books.html' title='Here&apos;s a Rant for the Books!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-407893966271757556</id><published>2009-06-07T23:26:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:29:16.970-10:00</updated><title type='text'>KHNL News 8 at 10pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0002-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 158&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like seeing people I know on TV. For some reason, it makes me excited. By the way, I did absolutely nothing today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-407893966271757556?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/407893966271757556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=407893966271757556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/407893966271757556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/407893966271757556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/khnl-news-8-at-10pm.html' title='KHNL News 8 at 10pm'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3505110345673749903</id><published>2009-06-06T21:27:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:33:20.074-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo326.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 157&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best picture of my haircut, but what can ya do? I'm happy with my haircut. My hair is still long, but now there's less bulk. A nice summer hair-do! Now maybe I can curl it. Besides my haircut, I had a very long, busy day. I hung out with my friend Katie and cruised. Yay for summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3505110345673749903?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3505110345673749903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3505110345673749903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3505110345673749903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3505110345673749903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/haircut.html' title='Haircut!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5594344763665764559</id><published>2009-06-05T23:31:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:38:46.420-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracking Points is Tough Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 156&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I needed something to look forward to after work so I asked my coworker/friend if she would like to join me for dinner. Originally, I wanted CPK but I decided Outback was a better choice. My friend, Jamie, ordered a steak medium well but it came out well done, twice. The manger apologized and gave her a steak for her next visit. It was great, oh and we got a free dessert. Poor Jamie! Not. It was a nice dinner. Just what I like, dinner and some good conversation. I was suppose to go to a friend's birthday at Level Four (a club in Waikiki) but I hate Waikiki, therefore, I hate Level Four. (No, just kidding) I feel like I need to lay low for awhile, at least from people. I've been in a horrible mood since the aquarium party. I wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5594344763665764559?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5594344763665764559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5594344763665764559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5594344763665764559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5594344763665764559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/tracking-points-is-tough-work.html' title='Tracking Points is Tough Work'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3397399953979705159</id><published>2009-06-04T21:19:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:37:13.245-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wheels On the Bus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 155&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I was on the bus for an hour and 45 minutes with 14 kids. It was different. Quite an adventure! The rest of the day was very laid back. Now, I am sitting in AC at home, trying to think of a topic for my feminist theory class and I'm watching the home and garden network. It really bothers me when people say, "Will [insert dog's name here] like this?" Hello, it's a dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3397399953979705159?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3397399953979705159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3397399953979705159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3397399953979705159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3397399953979705159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheels-on-bus.html' title='The Wheels On the Bus...'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6248633226361821248</id><published>2009-06-03T22:39:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:50:43.362-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0021-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 154&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially working 8am-5pm Summer Session I. As for Summer session II, I don't know. Hopefully just as many hours. I like having an hour lunch. I get to spend it with my boyfriend and regrouping. Today was insane, what is it about this particular teacher? Or room? Or maybe it's the age? Anyway, I am in need of something and I'm not sure what it is. GIVE ME ANSWERS, SOMEONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6248633226361821248?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6248633226361821248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6248633226361821248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6248633226361821248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6248633226361821248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m Tired...'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1132015230698030076</id><published>2009-06-02T21:38:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:53:31.104-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm, Spaghetti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0008-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 153&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8am. I begin work at 8am. Problem? Yes. I was at work by 8:30am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1132015230698030076?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1132015230698030076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1132015230698030076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1132015230698030076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1132015230698030076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/mmmm-spaghetti.html' title='Mmmm, Spaghetti.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5429934370573973088</id><published>2009-06-01T22:24:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:41:42.785-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsk, tsk, tsk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0012-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 152&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 151&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 150&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 149&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 148&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 147&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been keeping up with this lately and for good reason! I was swamped last week trying to catch up on my Women's Studies class. My boyfriend's mom invited me to go watch Mama Mia with her, so I had to finish everything before Friday. Also, a close friend of mine left last week and I had to spend time with her. So, on Friday I went to see Mama Mia and I was amazed with how much I loved it. I really didn't want the show to end, I wish I had a recording or something. My boyfriend's mom bought tickets that were really close to the front (Row D!). We had amazing seats right in the center. The music was awesome. Ahh, I wish I could be in a musical, haha! &lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I managed to make it out to the Kuhio School 125th Anniversary fair. It was pretty neat but I wish someone would have went with me. I'm still not comfortable taking pictures by myself, but I managed and got some good shots. Later that night I went to the aquarium party that my work has every year for their families and it was nice. Although, I did get stuck outside for an hour and a half and missed all the good stuff. I'm such a push over sometimes. Well, whatever. I opted out of D&amp;Bs with the girls and decided to hang out with my friend, Katie. We decided on Yogurtland and that was our treat for the night. &lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a long, interesting week. I'm filling in for a teacher, and so I'm working with another teacher who is pretty much my teaching style. I like that laid back feeling I get in her classroom. I don't feel pressure to do anything, so I do it without complaints. It's nice to not have someone hounding me every 5 seconds. "Can you do this? Can you do that? Oh, I forgot this!" Enjoy the pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5429934370573973088?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5429934370573973088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5429934370573973088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5429934370573973088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5429934370573973088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/06/tsk-tsk-tsk.html' title='Tsk, tsk, tsk!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5758946606833830078</id><published>2009-05-26T22:49:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:37:47.330-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Cruel Summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 146&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day of summer school/work and my last night with my friend Jackie. I don't have a lot of friends so when I lose one, it really makes me sad. I almost cried but I held it together, I will see her again. Work was too too hot today. But, I did manage to keep my hair down. It's a new thing I'm trying to do. I want to see if that will help stop my hair from falling out. I know it's normal to lose up to 100 or more strands of hair a day, but I feel like I'm losing more. It makes me feel old and I just don't like the idea of losing my hair. There are some things I want to preserve and they are: my hair, my teeth, and my skin. I really truly care about these things. Anyway, tomorrow will be another long day, I'm sure. I'm going to start buckling down and not spend my money. My boyfriend and I have an amazing plan up our sleeves but I don't know if it will work if we don't save our money. I really really hope it works out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5758946606833830078?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5758946606833830078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5758946606833830078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5758946606833830078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5758946606833830078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-cruel-summer.html' title='It&apos;s a Cruel Summer.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4338131170489812494</id><published>2009-05-25T21:04:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:20:53.987-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo304.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 145&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my day late today and did some shopping at Ala Moana with Jackie and her husband, Kevin. I didn't really find anything. I bought something at MAC but I think I'm going to return it. I did, however, buy the new Active game for Wii! I'm excited to use it. I'm watching the season premiere of Jon and Kate Plus 8 and it's very sad. It's a very sad episode because I've watched this show for so long. It's really strange to see them at this place in their relationship and I can only think how this will effect the kids. I guess, I will continue to watch. I don't know if I can watch a family fall apart in front of me, literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4338131170489812494?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4338131170489812494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4338131170489812494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4338131170489812494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4338131170489812494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6100390987824402264</id><published>2009-05-24T21:35:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:43:34.310-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Beginning to Feel like Summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo295.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 144&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to pull out my camera right now. It's hot and I'm tired. I had a really long day. I think I drove for a good two hours. My friend Jackie and I decided to do some shopping. Nothing major, I just wanted to pick up some lotion and a face buffer. First stop was the NEX and then Target. I didn't want to go home yet, so we went to Kailua to look at some boutiques. I ate by myself at a cute little cafe since Jackie wasn't hungry. I really hate eating by myself but I was getting tired and I knew I needed some food. After, we drove toward Sandy's Beach and then through Kahala. It was a long drive, but I love taking the scenic routes. I like it better when someone else drives though. Anyway, I need water. It's hot tonight, this weather is so bipolar, I swear. Well tomorrow is another day of shopping with Jackie - I think it's more "window shopping" for me. I don't really feel like spending money, this should come as a shocker to those who know me. The only thing I want to spend money on is "Active" for Wii. That is on my "to buy" list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6100390987824402264?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6100390987824402264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6100390987824402264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6100390987824402264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6100390987824402264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-beginning-to-feel-like-summer.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning to Feel like Summer.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1210614211122617098</id><published>2009-05-23T23:40:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:48:13.109-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sales, Whole Foods, and a Picnic at the Beach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0017-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 143&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garage sales, Whole Foods, and a picnic at the beach. Today was a nice, relaxing day. I didn't have much luck at the garage sales. I bought some hair products from one sale, I guess the women were hairstylist and they had a whole bunch of leftover products. Eight products for $8. Nice. Then I spent too much money at Whole Foods, and Jenny, Moana, and I went to a beach park and enjoyed some food. It's a little difficult to hang out with a child around so we were on her time. It's okay cause I was just hanging out and enjoying the scenery. After my loooong nap my boyfriend came home from work and we went out to dinner with my friend Jackie and her husband. We went to Bucca and it sucks now. It's under new management and everything is different. They got rid of the best dessert on the menu! Annoying. Well, tomorrow is more hang out time with Jackie. I want to buy "Active" for Wii. Will I use it? We will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1210614211122617098?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1210614211122617098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1210614211122617098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1210614211122617098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1210614211122617098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/garage-sales-whole-foods-and-picnic-at.html' title='Garage Sales, Whole Foods, and a Picnic at the Beach.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-907550427696103309</id><published>2009-05-22T22:45:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:54:52.030-10:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 142&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice ending to the week. It went by quickly. I was looking forward to the end of my day since my friend, Nicole (one of the teachers at my school), asked me to help her with her classroom. It was really nice to hang out with the teachers from my work. We went to Outback and talked story for a long time. They are so funny. I really hope that one day I will be part of the team! I'm very on and off about working at the center because I think I should "explore" other schools, but if I were a teacher there I would enjoy my job. We will have to see what happens after I graduate. Now I am home, and I'm tired. I'm going to go to garage sales with my friend, Jenny, tomorrow. That should be an adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-907550427696103309?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/907550427696103309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=907550427696103309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/907550427696103309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/907550427696103309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4635637491730177265</id><published>2009-05-21T21:34:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:01.230-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Side of the Bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 141&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. I got to work and I was in a horrible mood. After I ate something and took some Excedrine, I was feeling much better. I just felt bad for the teachers I was working with. Minus my grumpiness in the morning, today was nice day. The kids were in a good mood and the day went by pretty quickly. Tonight, I decided it was time to take the walk to Foodland. It's super close by but I've always been nervous to walk down the block (or 2?) by myself. I don't know, I was raised differently. I wouldn't call it paranoid, more like, "aware." Anyway, I walked to the store with headphone in my ears, at first, I just had them as a prop but then I realized I had a song on my phone. It was a nice walk and I picked up some watermelon. I was also able to get some stuff to make dinner, which is almost ready. I better go check on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4635637491730177265?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4635637491730177265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4635637491730177265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4635637491730177265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4635637491730177265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='Wrong Side of the Bed.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5608112292718415526</id><published>2009-05-20T21:05:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:10.468-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 140&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights from today:&lt;br /&gt;- Kris Allen won American Idol&lt;br /&gt;- Many hugs from Carmen&lt;br /&gt;- Bird caught in trash can attacking me&lt;br /&gt;- A little girl telling me I was "strict"&lt;br /&gt;- Forgot my camera, resorted to camera phone (thus the lame photo)&lt;br /&gt;- Cuddled with Camille during nap time&lt;br /&gt;- Cinnamon sugar pretzel&lt;br /&gt;- Working with Heather&lt;br /&gt;- Lots of smiles, good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5608112292718415526?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5608112292718415526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5608112292718415526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5608112292718415526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5608112292718415526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-251147901090440509</id><published>2009-05-19T17:58:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:18.845-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Villas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0081-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 139&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today and got ready to head out to Ko Olina. My parents are looking at a beach villa for my graduation since a few of my family members will be coming out. My mom has been looking at a few places but she really wanted me to look at this place. It was a nice condo, but could I see seven people in it? Mmm, no. We'll see what happens. It was beautiful though. The pool was amazing, but from the second floor, the view of the pool was skewed by the roof of the fitness center below. On the way back to our apartment I was telling my boyfriend how thinking about graduation makes me anxious. I know I have a whole summer and another semester of school to get through but at the same time, it's just so close. I know Fall is going to be a very difficult semester for me. I have to start thinking about my next steps and I need to keep reminding my boyfriend to keep up. On a different subject, I've been watching "My First Place" and I don't understand why houses have their stairways pointing toward the front door. It just seems wrong on all levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-251147901090440509?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/251147901090440509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=251147901090440509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/251147901090440509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/251147901090440509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/beach-villas.html' title='Beach Villas.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6664022267405072117</id><published>2009-05-18T20:49:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:34:29.164-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of Summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo283.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 138&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, lazy, la... Ha, just kidding. Yeah, I was lazy today. I didn't get much sleep last night after my hour many hour nap during the day. I was wide awake at 3am and had to be at work by 8am. Awesome. When I got home at 4, I decided I would relax and watch "The Fall." What an amazing movie, I really recommend it. The little girl in the movie is amazing, although I do believe that because of the language barrier she believed a lot of the dialogue was real. Hmm, none the less, amazing. The director also claims that no special effects were used. I was going to research that but decided not to. I also started to research "Breaking Dawn" (part of the Twilight series) and have decided that I probably won't read it. After all, I am Team Jacob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister made a "things to do this summer" list and I decided to do the same: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- read 10 books&lt;br /&gt;- no all nighters (for school)&lt;br /&gt;- lose 50 lbs&lt;br /&gt;- exercise&lt;br /&gt;- make healthy food choices&lt;br /&gt;- no soda (omg, really?)&lt;br /&gt;- make s'mores (not a healthy food choice but good none-the-less)&lt;br /&gt;- play beer pong with fam and friends (haha)&lt;br /&gt;- hang out with diana and des&lt;br /&gt;- go to the beach at least twice a month&lt;br /&gt;- make money, save money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I'm terrible with these lists. I guess I'm not very excited for summer, haha! Looks like I'll be torturing myself more than having fun. We will see though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6664022267405072117?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6664022267405072117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6664022267405072117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6664022267405072117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6664022267405072117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning-of-summer.html' title='The Beginning of Summer.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1842204268498759061</id><published>2009-05-17T22:47:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:19:37.773-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 137&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo277.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 136&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 135&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0028-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 134&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0026-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 133&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0016-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 132&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0007-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 131&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 130&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that school is done, I have a week to regroup and begin summer session one. It will definitely be an interesting summer full of fun and challenges. I was offered to work full time as a substitute teacher this summer and I am really excited to have this opportunity. Finally, something that will challenge my mind. Anyway, this week, I will let the pictures speak for themselves. I am going to start trying to keep up with this blog every day now. Oh, but I will say that I am going home for a week in June. I am excited about it, but the thought of missing work makes me anxious. What is my problem? Haha Now it's time to read...... finally, I have "me" time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1842204268498759061?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1842204268498759061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1842204268498759061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1842204268498759061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1842204268498759061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7462109245877622333</id><published>2009-05-09T19:38:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:05:27.383-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Sick All Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 129&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 128&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 127&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0028-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 126&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 125&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 124&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so crazy that this semester is over. I remember when it started and I remember trying to meet every deadline thrown at me. Whenever I start a new semester I think about how I won't survive. How will everything get done? But I always manage to finish everything. Now all I have left to do is a huge project for my Family Life Education class. I've been trying to get it done all week but I've been sick and I was unable to concentrate on writing a paper. I did, however, find time to read and finish "New Moon." I never thought I would be interested in the "Twilight" saga, but I find myself wanting to read the series and see the movies. They're written for teenagers so the books are easy to get through. They're interesting and flow nicely. It's refreshing to be able to read a book cover to cover in 4 days. It helps that I was sick, too. Sitting in bed staring at the ceiling wouldn't have been any fun. This weekend calls for catching up on my project and missing out on Mother's Day festivities. I hope that after Tuesday, I will go back to trying to take visually interesting photos. Although, I do like this bunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7462109245877622333?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7462109245877622333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7462109245877622333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7462109245877622333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7462109245877622333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-sick-all-week.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Sick All Week.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-693155000622418694</id><published>2009-05-03T20:53:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:35:08.074-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About the Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 123&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 122&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a lot of fun. I went shopping with my friend, Corinne, from Spanish class. She's hilarious and so much fun to shop with. I love finding shopping buddies! I took her to Target and Pearlridge mall. It's nice to meet people out here who just "get" me. It's also nice to meet people who know how to hold a conversation. Anyway, that night I went out with my friend Jackie. She's so sweet, I only wish we had more time together. She's leaving after she graduates and I can honestly say I'll miss her. I know we weren't able to spend much time together, with her getting married and being pregnant... but the time we're spending together now is nice. She came over today and dyed my hair for me. It needed some color! We walked to get lunch and I have to say, I never realized how close I am to Foodland. Amazing. Other than that, nothing got done this weekend. BTW the episode of Family Guy with Lauren Conrad is hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-693155000622418694?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/693155000622418694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=693155000622418694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/693155000622418694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/693155000622418694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-all-about-hair.html' title='It&apos;s All About the Hair!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8367954609143044201</id><published>2009-05-01T22:49:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:05:00.778-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Full Week of Class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 121&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 120&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 119&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 118&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 117&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Long night of fighting with my computer's file converter and photobucket, I will update with words tomorrow morning. Lots to say!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8367954609143044201?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8367954609143044201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8367954609143044201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8367954609143044201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8367954609143044201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-full-week-of-class.html' title='Last Full Week of Class!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5458119005596997268</id><published>2009-04-26T21:40:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:53:52.356-10:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0024-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fashion show was pretty much a miss for me. I hate not knowing what to do and I hate working at stuff like that when I'm tired as hell. Oh well, I didn't stay long so it was okay. I waited for my friend Katie by walking around the "Art in the Park" craft fair in Waikiki. I had originally went in not wanting to buy anything but there was this woman selling jewelry made of shells and sea glass, and I caved. They were only $7 so I was able to justify them for myself. I eventually met up with her and we headed to the birthday party in by the beach. It was  nice little get together of family and friends, I knew the parents and some of my friend's friends. Everyone was drinking and I was like, "No thanks!" I like having control over that. I just wish I could control the amount of food I eat cause I'm paying for it now. I'm so full, I feel nauseous. Almost as though I need to throw up. Ugh... no. more. junk. food. I haven't eaten that bad in a loooooong time. Well, the night ended with my friend's friend busting her ankle... so she had to be taken to the hospital. It was a weird ending to the night. Oh and some guy there told me I looked like Zooey Deschanel and that I was beautiful. I told him that was an amazing compliment but the beers were probably throwing him off. Drunk people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5458119005596997268?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5458119005596997268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5458119005596997268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5458119005596997268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5458119005596997268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-birthday-party.html' title='1st Birthday Party!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8830332266262646661</id><published>2009-04-25T23:37:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:14:38.900-10:00</updated><title type='text'>900 Days Together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0006-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 115&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic that I have a heart as my picture of the day since my boyfriend and I are at a stand off. I don't understand him sometimes. He really takes himself way too seriously sometimes. I understand when someone is upset, but to be upset for this long over something petty? What-ever. I don't have time for that. So, I am sleeping in the living room tonight and I really don't care. I'm more upset that I have to wake up tomorrow and head into Waikiki for the APDM Fashion Show. Why do I get myself into these kind of predicaments? Anyway, overall, I had a good day. Did some shopping with my friends and had some good conversations. Sucks that it had to end on a bad note with my boyfriend. I just need to keep looking/moving forward. And maybe start thinking of back up plans for my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8830332266262646661?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8830332266262646661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8830332266262646661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8830332266262646661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8830332266262646661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/900-days-together.html' title='900 Days Together.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7938561232822050473</id><published>2009-04-24T22:55:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:35:55.520-10:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Days Until the Last Day of Class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 114&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0038-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 113&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 112&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 110&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember the week. I only know that I was tired and lazy. I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to finish all the week I have to do before the end of the semester. On April 22, Earth Day, my boyfriend and I went to see "Earth." I read that every ticket they sell, they'll plant a tree. I'm down for tree planting. This week in my Contemporary Family Issues class we learned about female circumcision and honor killing. You know, I'm very tolerant of different cultures and I find myself compromising my beliefs because that's what people want you to do. I honestly don't know why people would want to put their beliefs aside for the sake of a culture they do not participate. I'm really struggling with this right now. When do you put your beliefs aside? And when do you just see everyone as human beings? For example, I'm watching "Slumdog Millionaire" tonight and I'm remembering how everyone loved this movie. I find myself disturbed by it. This kind of stuff REALLY happens and here we are, watching this movie, almost GLORIFYING it. Giving people awards, writing stupid songs and choregraphing dances at the end of it, it's kind of sick. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's a good movie by it's own merits, but I just don't like how people were excited about it instead of disturbed. I can't assume all ends well for this couple. In this circumstance those gang members would seek out Latika and kill her in an honor killing way. In fact, they would have killed her the first time she ran away. That's the reality. And now we hear about that little girl being sold for $300,000! Well, I have news for the rest of the world, she's not being "sold," he father is looking for the highest dowry he can get for her. He's finding her a husband, and believe me, they marry their girls off as early as age 8. That's the reality and that is why I refuse to add "Slumdog Millionaire" to my list of favorite movies. Its not just entertainment to me. Anyway on a lighter note, I hope to have a fun and productive weekend. Although Sunday will suck, I can't believe out of the almost 50 people in PHI U only 6 volunteered for Sunday. It's very disappointing and I feel like I am the only one that cares. Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7938561232822050473?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7938561232822050473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7938561232822050473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7938561232822050473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7938561232822050473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/13-days-until-last-day-of-class.html' title='13 Days Until the Last Day of Class!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1929917182693439488</id><published>2009-04-19T23:31:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:36:02.325-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 109&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/meandnicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 108&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, technically I didn't take the picture of Nicole and me. Last night was the first time I went out since freshmen year. I have to say, I was little apprehensive about it, but after the night was done I was glad I went for it. I had fun talking with everyone and the atmosphere was very laid back. I had a drink and then stuck with water for the rest of the night. My coworkers and I got to talk and catch up on life. It's nice to get to know people outside of work. Hopefully we'll all get to go out again. I liked that I finally have somewhere to wear the makeup I've been buying! Which reminds me, I need to buy clothes I can wear out. Everything I own is appropriate for campus and work, but not going out. I was struggling to find something to wear last night. Going out last night has also inspired me to keep up with my health plans. I really want to be able to wear cute clothes. After waking up late today, I didn't do much but take a nap. I swear, the closer we get to the end of the semester, the more I don't feel motivated to do anything. It doesn't end after this semester either! I have summer classes... what am I doing? Well, I should try to study for my Spanish test tomorrow. I have a feeling that I won't do too well. Oh well! I have a long to-do list and that stuff is waaay more important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1929917182693439488?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1929917182693439488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1929917182693439488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1929917182693439488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1929917182693439488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7978707303300835138</id><published>2009-04-17T22:41:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:39:25.811-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Entries Are Always About Work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 107&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 105&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 104&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 103&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week! When it began I thought it was never going to end! But Tuesday and Thursday were great days at work, in fact, I left happy. Friday, however, was a different story. I just don't understand people sometimes and I take some things personally. I don't know why I do it, but I do. I'm really trying, really. I don't know what I did to my friend, but I'm sorry. Okay, enough self pity since I'm over it already. I had a pretty good night after work. I finally got to see an old friend of mine and we got some menchie's. The people in there were super loud - irritating. I'm so old, haha! I was excited to go to Sephora and use my 15% off discount. I've been in the mood to shop lately! I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;This week I wasn't motivated to take pictures. I took pictures of random things and I wish I would have taken the time to think more about my pictures but lately I've been super busy with school and work, not to mention tired. I went to sleep at 11:30 last night and didn't want to wake up at 7:30. Ugh. I need more sleep, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7978707303300835138?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7978707303300835138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7978707303300835138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7978707303300835138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7978707303300835138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/objects.html' title='My Entries Are Always About Work!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1259890955120136720</id><published>2009-04-12T23:28:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:51:23.330-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 102&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, today is Easter. It's weird spending holidays away from family. I mean, I've spent Easter away from my parents before but this year Easter felt odd and out of place. My boyfriend and I went to lunch with his parents and then to dinner with his whole family. We went to the Oceanarium in Waikiki for their dinner buffet. It was okay, I tried a little of everything but I still managed to not over eat. Although, the sweets were definitely getting the best of me! I'm a sucker for some chocolate, haha. I couldn't pick from these two pictures so I'm going to post both. Tonight I took the time to watch a documentary, "Born Into Brothels." It was really interesting to me because I am 1) interested in photography and 2) concerned about the rights of children around the world. It's strange to see how children live their lives and for the most part, seem happy. A friend told me she didn't like it cause it was overrated. I don't know, I just feel that the issues that children are facing around the world aren't overrated. Maybe I don't understand because I don't have a background in creating documentaries. Anyway, I am listening to Jenny Lewis' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acid Tongue&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't really taken the time to listen to this CD (only certain songs) because my first run through kind of disappointed me but after hearing it live, I have a new appreciation for it. Long live &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Acid Tongue&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1259890955120136720?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1259890955120136720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1259890955120136720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1259890955120136720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1259890955120136720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-sunday.html' title='Happy Easter Sunday!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-8688618110327767433</id><published>2009-04-11T16:23:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:56:41.787-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Eggs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Katie came over to dye eggs for Easter. It was definitely a throw back to the good ol' days. I like doing things that I did when I was younger, it makes me feel young. Our eggs came out awesome, the dye was much brighter than I remember them being before. My friend was looking all over for dye and could only find Disney princess, not like that was a bad thing. I have a thing for the Disney princesses. I grew up with them and they have sentimental value to me. Parents these days are so protective of their children when it comes to the Disney princesses. I call those people, "lazy" parents. Who cares if the cartoon princesses are rescued by men or talking animals or objects? Honestly, I believe all little girls should be treated like princesses. We all deserve that type of respect from men and women alike. I don't have an issue with the "princess" thing. I do, however, understand that it can be taken too far but that is when the parent should step in and explain that "prince charming" doesn't always come along and that it's okay to take risks. Anyway, back to the eggs. It was fun and I'm really happy my friend brought up the idea! Plus, the eggs tasted pretty good if I do say so myself! I took a million pictures because I just loved the color of the eggs. Oh, and the princesses of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-8688618110327767433?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/8688618110327767433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=8688618110327767433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8688618110327767433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/8688618110327767433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/dying-eggs.html' title='Dying Eggs.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5944188136623508678</id><published>2009-04-10T23:59:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:39:31.951-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny Lewis, You Are My Idol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1496b5d041b3cf3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1496b5d041b3cf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331426490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525A54557F99BDFD2FDEFD3855EB5979E4CE4C8F.9DA173EC23F4F752E1CA976D4F5CE521460C8F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1496b5d041b3cf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMKSZ97sId-JQynxMzllNrXQSz4U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1496b5d041b3cf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331426490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D525A54557F99BDFD2FDEFD3855EB5979E4CE4C8F.9DA173EC23F4F752E1CA976D4F5CE521460C8F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1496b5d041b3cf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMKSZ97sId-JQynxMzllNrXQSz4U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3515.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 099&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 098&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3484.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 097&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 096&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week went by fast. Tuesday and Wednesday were my internship interview days. Unfortunately, on Tuesday there was some confusion with my interview and that had to be pushed to Thursday. My interview on Wednesday was really nice. The principal at the Kuhio was super nice and very personable. I almost forgot I was interviewing. I was really excited to be part of her program and told her I was excited to work with her. Then after my team teaching on Thursday I had my interview with my professor for FETCH. After talking to her about it, I was excited for that program, too! Now I'm unsure of what I should do. I really want to work in both places, haha. Anyway. Friday we had no school and my boyfriend and I were lounging around the apartment. I had the urge to go to Down to Earth to get some "mock chicken." So we get in the car and I go find my food. As we were walking around, I spot a guy who looks oddly familiar. And my boyfriend walks up next to me and says, "That girl looks like Jenny Lewis." I turn around and I'm like, "OMG because it IS Jenny!!!" (She was with Jonathan Rice!) I was freaking out, like literally hyperventilating.  I really wanted to say Hi and tell her I'm going to her show tonight but I'm scared I'll be bothering her, haha. She's getting food anyway! But I did stand there looking like an idiot. Ugh. I told my sister about it and she told me I was lame, and to be honest, I AM!! WTF. So anyway, her show was AMAZING. My boyfriend bought us VIP tickets. If we would have arrived earlier I would have said fuck it to the VIP and went in front but we showed up late and had to stand in this long ass line, EVEN THOUGH we had VIP. It didn't make sense actually. I took some pictures but they all sucked cause of the lighting, she's really into the "red" lights. I was looking at the back of her head the whole time cause of the angle we had to the stage but whatever, I was there and listened to her live. She's always better live. But in place of a picture is a video so you can hear how amazing she is. Anyway, she played all the good stuff. Let's see if I can remember: The Next Messiah, Acid Tongue, Pretty Bird, Godspeed, Carpetbaggers, Jack Killed Mom, Rabbit Fur Coat, Under the Blacklight, A cover song: Love Hurts, Fernando, The Charging Sky, You are What you Love, Happy, Rise Up with Fist!... if I forgot one, at least you get the idea of HOW AMAZING THE SHOW WAS! Haha... anyway, I waited around for about an hour and half to meet her. Eventually, she came out and there I was star struck, AGAIN. She's so beautiful. She's also really sweet. Here's the worst part: She remembered me and my boyfriend from Down to Earth! She's like, "Weren't you at that store earlier?" And I was like, "Umm yeah but I didn't want to bother you! You were getting food!" She was like, "I saw you, you were standing there frozen." And then she imitated me. How embarrassing. But I told her my family loves her and that she is amazing. I probably could have told her how amazing she was for hours. But anyway, after a picture and an awkward stare down (what do I do now?), I told her thank you and that I hoped to see her again. I really hate meeting "famous" people... lol But! I loved meeting Jenny and now I can check that off my "Things to Do Before I Die" list. By the way, I am aware that this post is full of the word: "amazing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And a 100 days of pictures! How awesome that my 100th day lands on Jenny Lewis' show!! I am and will forever be star struck by Jenny Lewis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5944188136623508678?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1496b5d041b3cf3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5944188136623508678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5944188136623508678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5944188136623508678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5944188136623508678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/jenny-lewis-you-are-my-idol.html' title='Jenny Lewis, You Are My Idol.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1733829119129713205</id><published>2009-04-05T22:46:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:39:37.893-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Magics in the Make-Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;095&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;094&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an exciting weekend! First my friend and I plan to go to Target and as we're cruising down the H-1 her car makes a loud screeching noise. We both look at each other perplexed (I'm kind of worried) and I tell her we should probably pull over. I've never had to pull over to the side of the road before so I'm just trying to coax her over to the nearest shoulder. Other drivers are looking at her car and I get even more worried. I was thinking that the tire blew out but the car was smoking. Anyway, we pull over, my friend gets out and looks at her car and I tell her we should probably get towed. After waiting for 45 minutes, we get towed to Sears by an Egyptian! It was kind of awesome. We go to Sears and we're greeted by a bright-eyed Joey look-alike. I could have died. After that, we go to CPK, Sephora, and I take my friend to work. On Sunday, my boyfriend didn't have work so we took my friend to get her car and I went shopping. I know, I know... so against my Lent but I've been craving for some new make-up. I've been using Bareminerals for five years now so I figured it was time to change to Clinque. So far, I'm in love. I have to create a Powerpoint now... so much info... not enough slides... or energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1733829119129713205?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1733829119129713205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1733829119129713205' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1733829119129713205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1733829119129713205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/magics-in-make-up.html' title='Magics in the Make-Up!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1527871195697200806</id><published>2009-04-03T22:12:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:39:47.404-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Inspiration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 093&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 092&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 091&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo267.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 090&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0005-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 089&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuesday, Mar 31st, 2009 -- Your creative energies are running strong now, enabling you to produce very original work. This may not be such a good thing if you are hard at work in the trenches, for you won't likely have a healthy outlet for your self-expression. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But no matter how constrained you are by your current job, you must find ways to enjoy yourself by being spontaneous.&lt;/span&gt; Ultimately, new ways of doing things will overtake and replace worn-out or even counterproductive habits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been my week in a nutshell. At the beginning of the week I felt hopeless. I felt out of control when it came to my life. Now, I'm better. I'm figuring out what I'm doing and I know it will be somewhat of a long process. I took a "personal" day on Tuesday and sorted out my school work. This is the reason why my pictures aren't that inspiring this week. I just didn't have anything cool to take pictures of and I've misplaced my Canon (plus, I think it needs to be charged). My boyfriend was nice enough to purchase the patio furniture I was aching for. I'm so excited for it. I haven't been able to sit outside and enjoy it yet since I've been in school late. Plus, it's been kind of chilly. Not that I'm complaining about the chill... I love it. Anyway, tonight I went to FETCH (Family Educational Teaching Center of Hawaii). It was a pretty good session, I'm hoping for an open forum in the next two weeks. I really want to see one. Hmmm... highlight of the week: being urinated on by a guinea pig. Yessssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1527871195697200806?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1527871195697200806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1527871195697200806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1527871195697200806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1527871195697200806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-me-inspiration.html' title='Give Me Inspiration!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3837391522376587058</id><published>2009-03-29T16:29:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:40:29.768-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek with Katie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 088&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I decided to get some Greek food today. I really dislike the people at "The Fat Greek." I don't know, I just think they're incredibly rude and don't know how to sell their food. The food there isn't that bad, but what I wouldn't give for some DELICIOUS Greek food. I'm just saying... Anyway. I had lunch at my friend's apartment while she got ready for work and we talked a little about eating healthy and saving money. I truly love that I have a friend like her. She is just amazing and really, really "gets" me. I always tell her how it's difficult for me to cope with the fact that after 4 years of college I don't have very many friends to show for it, like other people I come across. She understands where I'm coming from and for this, I thank her. I've always believed in having a nice handful of friends, people who understand me and really understand my thinking process. Lately, more than ever, I've been feeling empty, or lonely. I miss having people around me, I miss being social. I watched "I Love You, Man" with my boyfriend the other day and I saw so much of myself in Paul Rudd's character. Awkward, and longing for a few more friends that I can be with on a regular basis. Everyone I know is busy and I don't hold it against them. This is life. Well, this is my life and for the people who are in my life and put up with my meaningless babble, I thank you. For those who would like to further their friendship with me, I ask you to contact me. Let me know there are people out there who find me interesting, and who want to be my friend. Or... maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3837391522376587058?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3837391522376587058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3837391522376587058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3837391522376587058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3837391522376587058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/greek-with-katie.html' title='Greek with Katie.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6858931589016732516</id><published>2009-03-28T22:06:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:20:04.337-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Out of the Closet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 087&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend made me clean my side of the room today. It was really lame. He is in charge of doing laundry, I'm unsure of how he fell on this job now that I think about it. He's in charge of a lot around here and I don't mind, that's just less work for me. I did laundry for the first year we were dating and I think this is my way of making him pay. Anyway, so he did laundry and I refused to put them away. Well, today I was able to clean up my closet a little. I really need to get rid of some stuff cause everything is literally spilling out... but I got rid of stuff in December. Anyway, I've been watching a lot of The Office. I officially love this show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6858931589016732516?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6858931589016732516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6858931589016732516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6858931589016732516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6858931589016732516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-out-of-closet.html' title='Coming Out of the Closet.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1476785633782841399</id><published>2009-03-27T22:34:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:39:55.119-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3477.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 086&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 085&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 084&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 083&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0001-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 082&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sad to say, this is the last day of Spring Break. The week I've been looking forward to since Spring semester began. It went by in a flash and for that, I am sad. I was able to work for two days, less than what I was hoping for. I worked Monday and Tuesday, had to go to CPR/First Aid training on Wednesday, Thursday was Prince Kuhio Day, and work was cancelled today due to a water mane break. Dang, I wish I could have worked more. Technically, I'm okay with it because it meant I got to enjoy my week and that I am fully certified to work with children. Other than that, I wish I had more money to show at the end of the week. Anyway, Diana has encouraged me to use my "Manual" setting on my camera and so I have been. I find it difficult to use because i am unsure of what settings I should be using in different lighting. It's especially difficult to use on the playground because there's shade and then there's sunshine. Kids run from shade to sunshine and so, it's kind of difficult for me to keep up with them right now. I hope to improve as I use my camera more. Whenever I can I mess with the settings in my living room and try to mess with the lighting. I also went out and bought a UV filter for my camera's lens. Diana suggested I get one to protect my lens, and darn it, she's good. I don't know why I didn't think of that. Well, back to movie night with the boyfriend. We just watched "Twilight" (which wasn't that bad!) and now we're watching "Wall-E" (which is so very cute.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1476785633782841399?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1476785633782841399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1476785633782841399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1476785633782841399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1476785633782841399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7900970762136337217</id><published>2009-03-22T22:57:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:40:09.007-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Diana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 081&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 080&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was very successful. I haven't done much on my weekends in a long time so it was nice to get out and do stuff. A friend of mine asked if I would like to help her photograph a bat mitzvah and I was more than happy to help and learn. It wasn't what I was expecting actually. I found it to be a beautiful rite of passage. It was also nice to gain field experience. I hope to be able to help her more in the future so I will continue to learn and experience photography in action. She also invited me to help her with a beach shoot on Sunday. Although it was windy and a little cloudy, I think her pictures turned out great. Being around her is inspiring me to use my camera more. I want to buy a new lens and other items to help take care of my camera. I like meeting and being around people who can inspire me. It really, truly makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7900970762136337217?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7900970762136337217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7900970762136337217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7900970762136337217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7900970762136337217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-diana.html' title='Meet Diana.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4875103076538135153</id><published>2009-03-20T14:51:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:40:16.875-10:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now, Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 079&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 078&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0005-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 077&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3443.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 076&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0001-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 075&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting week. I'm just glad it's over and now I'm on Spring Break. Not that it matters since I'll be working. I really need the money... haha! Tonight I was suppose to go to FETCH but I decided to help out a friend and babysit her daughter. It was fun, we watched Aristocats, Enchanted, and a little bit of Sleeping Beauty. A real girls night in! Work was good this week, except for Friday cause I just really wanted to go home. Plus, the weather is changing and it's getting hot. Not cool. Well, I'm just happy that tomorrow is the weekend. I need to relax and get some work done so I can enjoy my week. I'm excited cause tomorrow I'm going to join Diana on a photo shoot. Finally, someone who wants to teach me something I'm interested in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4875103076538135153?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4875103076538135153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4875103076538135153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4875103076538135153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4875103076538135153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-now-spring-break.html' title='And Now, Spring Break!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1842509571708708004</id><published>2009-03-15T23:40:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:40:02.861-10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day On the West Side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight district/IMG_3401.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 074&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and headed out to the West side to hang out with my boyfriend's parents. It was a nice relaxing day. After eating lunch we went to Kaena Point (my favorite spot) and enjoyed the ocean. It was pretty amazing because I saw whales playing! I told my boyfriend that I wanted to see them from above and he suggested we go on a helicopter ride next year. I told him that we could never afford that now, haha! After hanging out at the beach, we went to Cost Co, Target, and our favorite sushi place. It was delicious! Eight hours later, we're heading home and I'm realizing all the work I have left to do. I just finished my presentation but I need make sure it's under eight minutes. Boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1842509571708708004?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1842509571708708004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1842509571708708004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1842509571708708004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1842509571708708004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-on-west-side.html' title='A Day On the West Side.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1207934081434212276</id><published>2009-03-14T22:40:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:48:04.164-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini-Road Trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight district/IMG_3391.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 073&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really late today. It was nice to sleep in. The weather was nice for it, rainy and cold. I ended up hanging out with my friend and after a few errands, I decided that we should go to Makapu'u. I heard the waves were big but my friend wasn't so impressed. It was nice to stand at the lookout and watch the waves roll in. We drove to Kailua and searched for a Foodland. Now I'm at home and we're watching SNL. I would say that today was very successful. Oh and to add to that, the box I sent my family arrived this morning. My sister received her gifts, my mom got her rice, and my dad got his gifts. Happy birthday to my father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1207934081434212276?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1207934081434212276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1207934081434212276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1207934081434212276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1207934081434212276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/mini-road-trip.html' title='Mini-Road Trip.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-9038505243199531223</id><published>2009-03-13T19:52:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:00:23.189-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Desmond!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight district/butterfly.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 072&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight district/IMG_3283.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 071&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3385.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 070&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight district/IMG_3252.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 069&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to a text message informing me that Desmond was born and that he was 6lbs. I have to admit, I was a little jealous of the people who were able to be apart of the big day. It's time like these when I realize how far away I am from San Diego. I am so happy that Diana and the baby are okay and I am excited to meet him. Whenever that is. Everyone else gets to meet him before me and build rapport. I'm gonna come in as the stranger, awesome. Oh well, I'm just happy that everything is going well for my uncle and aunt. They deserve all the happiness in the world. Well, anyway. This week was interesting. If you didn't know, there is officially a Target in Hawaii. How I love that place. Work has been amazing. I like this weather, it allows me to dress nice and to enjoy myself at work. I'm dreading the day this breeze goes away and then I'm back to my crappy clothes in an attempt to remain cool. I really cannot stand work when I'm hot. It's uncomfortable and I get irritable. Oh! Today I got to see a caterpillar form into a chrysalis. It was amazing and kind of weird. Oh and I got to let go of one of the butterflies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I think until the end of the semester I'm going to have to post at the end of the week. My schedule is getting too hectic and I can commit to taking pictures everyday, but I am unable to commit to posting everyday. Thank you to Nerissa for the great idea. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-9038505243199531223?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/9038505243199531223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=9038505243199531223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9038505243199531223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/9038505243199531223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-desmond.html' title='Happy Birthday Desmond!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-7503632198431209212</id><published>2009-03-09T22:19:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:29:05.459-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Vegetables.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0002-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 068&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my fridge spoils within a week. Well, maybe not everything. The vegetables I bought are all in the trash now. I can't wait until I have a quality fridge in my own house when I eventually take that step. I think I'm going to start buying vegetables on a "need" basis. Although it may cost more money upfront, it will be less money wasted in the long run. I've probably thrown out at least $200 worth of produce in the past year. That is ridiculous. So, here's to you, fridge, how I loathe thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-7503632198431209212?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/7503632198431209212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=7503632198431209212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7503632198431209212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/7503632198431209212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-vegetables.html' title='I Need Vegetables.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-272135440080575710</id><published>2009-03-08T22:20:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:23:15.372-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kaimalu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 067&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and I went to D&amp;B today for his cousin's birthday party. It was a nice little get together and I managed to eat some food despite how much I didn't care for it. I became obsessed with this game. My boyfriend I just kept putting coins in the stupid slot. It was awesome! By the end of the afternoon, we had 5,000 some tickets on our card. Unfortunately everything in the store is pointless. Anyway! I must get some homework done tonight. I wish today was Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-272135440080575710?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/272135440080575710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=272135440080575710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/272135440080575710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/272135440080575710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-kaimalu.html' title='Happy Birthday Kaimalu!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-6333947004038244375</id><published>2009-03-07T14:29:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:46:48.738-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0002-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 066&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 065&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 064&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the week and I was really looking forward to the weekend. "Was" being the operative word here. After a cram session on Thursday night, I ended my Friday sick. I was really surprised by this to be honest. Thursday night I was studying for Spanish and I went to bed at 3 and woke up at 5 to study some more. Unfortunately, I didn't do to well on my test which is very disappointing. Work was okay and I was happy when it ended and I was able to go home. My boyfriend made me lay down and I ended up falling asleep. From 5:30 to 12:30pm Saturday. It sucks. Oh well. The picture from Thursday (Day 064) is from campus center. On my way to class I overheard yelling so I walked over there and it was a born-again Christian group telling everyone they were going to hell. Awesome! (Note the sarcasm.) There were a ton of people there telling them to go home. It was interesting. I also want to say that I heard Jon from Jon and Kate plus 8 was partying with college chicks. What is the world coming to? Does this man realize how much child support he would have to pay? Anyway - there is a picture of my ear. Just cause it's Saturday and I am listening to the tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-6333947004038244375?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/6333947004038244375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=6333947004038244375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6333947004038244375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/6333947004038244375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick-again.html' title='Sick, again.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-5813605485777000294</id><published>2009-03-04T21:30:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:49:11.205-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 063&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 062&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0005-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 061&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0001-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 060&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I didn't follow through with my plans. I've just been feeling so "blah" lately. Like, I'm trying to catch up with my health plans, my social life, my school... I'm just falling behind each and every day. Tonight I plan to study for my Spanish midterm. I also want to start cooking more. I mean, I have the cookbooks for it. I just need to sit down and organize a menu. Then I can invite my friend over for dinner instead of eating out. I love all these pictures by the way. The eye hole is my favorite, next to me laying on the couch. I was so tired Tuesday but I managed to get myself up to hang out with my friend. We went out to dinner, it was delicious. I love salmon. I helped her create a movie. I would definitely watch our movie. Ahh well. I had a test yesterday and I don't feel I did so well. I'm tired.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-5813605485777000294?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/5813605485777000294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=5813605485777000294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5813605485777000294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/5813605485777000294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/03/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-1862579773628401504</id><published>2009-02-28T21:42:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:55:30.968-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo235.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/Photo250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 059&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a private person when it comes to my health. I won't tell people when I'm gaining or losing weight, and I won't indulge about how I'm changing my life around, health-wise. I don't know if it's the surprise aspect or the "Oh, you're perfect the way you are" aspect that doesn't allow me to share. I need to go on record and admit that I am attempting to lose weight before I graduate in December. The number I'm losing is quite embarrassing to share so I will wait until I am more comfortable exposing that. I am on a weight loss program and I'm doing pretty well on it. Friday and Saturday (today) have been my worst days yet, though. I'm finding it hard not to eat and I don't know why. I was doing so well the past three weeks and now I feel like I can't eat enough. I'm not terribly discouraged by it but I am worried. I've been a lot of money into this weight loss program. I bought four new cookbooks and other items that will continue to encourage me to lose weight. The gym wasn't on my to-do list this week because of studying. I do, however, plan to hit up the gym this week. It's time to start making a real difference in my weight loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really surprised I shared all this information. I just hope it doesn't kick me in the butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-1862579773628401504?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/1862579773628401504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=1862579773628401504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1862579773628401504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/1862579773628401504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/02/kiss-me.html' title='Kiss Me!'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-3261784778927758736</id><published>2009-02-27T23:47:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:05:08.549-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I'm Alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 058&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 057&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 056&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 055&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week as been crazy and I needed to take a break from my project to focus on my schoolwork. I hope to continue to post everyday but when I need to focus on a midterm, I need to do that. The recent "Day 58" photo is horrible but that's basically how my head felt. That was only part of the study guide for the midterm. Ugh. Anyway, time to move on. And time to do more homework - yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-3261784778927758736?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/3261784778927758736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=3261784778927758736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3261784778927758736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/3261784778927758736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-im-alive.html' title='Well, I&apos;m Alive.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-2221290227178320565</id><published>2009-02-23T23:16:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:25:40.123-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope I'm Alive on Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 054&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/IMG_3204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 053&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am over 20 pages worth of study guide to go through before Thursday. I e-mailed everyone from my class (all 6 of them!) and asked them to form a study group. I have only heard back from one. Whatever, what happened to team work? I just want to make a little comment about today's picture: traffic sucks. Don't move to Hawaii unless you a) like traffic, b)take the bus, or c) work night shifts. I went to buy my patio furniture but it was sold out. I was livid. The little papers in the plastic card holder are there to let customers know "We have this in stock" but apparently the NEX Garden Center doesn't work that way. Oh well. Fat Tuesday tomorrow! Yay! I get to study!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-2221290227178320565?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/2221290227178320565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=2221290227178320565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2221290227178320565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/2221290227178320565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-im-alive-on-friday.html' title='I Hope I&apos;m Alive on Friday.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3024041260443142877.post-4566078669014688745</id><published>2009-02-21T23:46:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:02:54.723-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoner to Textbooks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/wonderful_x10/safelight%20district/DSC_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 052&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day avoiding my textbook but eventually gave in. Tomorrow I will do the same. The weather has been nice but super dry lately. I wake up with my throat sore as hell and my face is stiff.  I was suppose to go to a friend's 21st birthday celebration tonight but my boyfriend came home sick and I had to make the executive decision to allow him to rest. I know she's having fun though. Anyway, I have to add that I am excited because I am finally going to shell out some money for patio furniture. Now I can read outside and not be distracted by my television or my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3024041260443142877-4566078669014688745?l=safelightdistrict.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/feeds/4566078669014688745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3024041260443142877&amp;postID=4566078669014688745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4566078669014688745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3024041260443142877/posts/default/4566078669014688745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safelightdistrict.blogspot.com/2009/02/prisoner-to-textbooks.html' title='Prisoner to Textbooks.'/><author><name>kristen nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09294710763246316716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6BpclBFHrw/SWKCfqnR_9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/s4TdcIluBVc/S220/DSC_0039-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
