<?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-100876297570782993</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:53:49.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful minds connect to one another.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412844850116152396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SevSeKYpr9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Kgs3TXbFwo/S220/2719413138_1c4336a55b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100876297570782993.post-3853647693807121314</id><published>2009-05-02T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:56:27.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src= "http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc27/aniahsukka/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i've finally arrived to the day i fend for myself.  its been the third day since my stay in this apartment.  im already warming to it.  it worried me at first because i was rooming with a complete stranger but shes very welcoming and kind.  the first night at my new place was very difficult.  i occupied my time putting my things in its place just for me to feel a sense of comfort in such an unfamilar surrounding.  i feel like i moved in such wrong timing because finals is coming up.  i just felt overwhelmed today.  but i appriciate it because each time you feel vulnerable you tend to become a little bit stronger after your ordeal.  (at least for me that is.)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for listening.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100876297570782993-3853647693807121314?l=captiveimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/3853647693807121314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-sunrise.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/3853647693807121314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/3853647693807121314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-sunrise.html' title='a new sunrise'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412844850116152396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SevSeKYpr9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Kgs3TXbFwo/S220/2719413138_1c4336a55b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100876297570782993.post-5269267356740389502</id><published>2009-04-20T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:10:02.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another stepping stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/Se1UAvA3V3I/AAAAAAAAABw/QJ3mQDj_O6c/s1600-h/DSC_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/Se1UAvA3V3I/AAAAAAAAABw/QJ3mQDj_O6c/s320/DSC_0121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327006305845991282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:x-small;"&gt;this is a picture of my mother wearing my beanie, she didnt like how she looked in it.  but i thought it was cute so i took her picture.  we shared many hard times but i'm glad that i'm her daughter.  i'll truly miss her when she moves.  i hope she'll be okay in the cold weather.  i'm really worried for her.  i wish her happiness in her new home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another chapter of my life has opened up and i'm extremely anxious to start it.  my parents are relocating to portland, oregon at the end of this month and i'm being left here (in las vegas) since i only have another year left of school.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i found a place to stay with a stranger that was nice enough to open her home to me.  after meeting her for a brief moment she already felt welcoming and warm.  im usually paranoid when it comes to strangers but i think she and i will get along really well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like upon starting this new adventure of my life my youth will slowly deteriorate.  in about a week i will no longer be living with my parents.  i'm sure every 21 year old is excited to get out of the house but not me.  home with my parents is like a shelter and a protector.  after being out on my own i wont have that security.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but new oportunities have arrived and a new beginning starts soon for me. and i'll embrace every moment with open arms and a open mind.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100876297570782993-5269267356740389502?l=captiveimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5269267356740389502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-stepping-stone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/5269267356740389502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/5269267356740389502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-stepping-stone.html' title='another stepping stone'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412844850116152396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SevSeKYpr9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Kgs3TXbFwo/S220/2719413138_1c4336a55b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/Se1UAvA3V3I/AAAAAAAAABw/QJ3mQDj_O6c/s72-c/DSC_0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100876297570782993.post-781625356674888689</id><published>2009-04-17T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:23:32.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>genuine gestures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SelU1Y5hgbI/AAAAAAAAABE/gfJ1iq88j4I/s1600-h/DSC_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SelU1Y5hgbI/AAAAAAAAABE/gfJ1iq88j4I/s400/DSC_0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325881310535844274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SelUBzjbtyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1HLT9Z09alY/s1600-h/DSC_0113.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;it was cold today.  the weather decided to give vegas a taste of winter since summer is coming.  this is a picture of thursdays outfit... (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i mainly posted this for my friend aron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;senior year is approching and i've decided to take a full load of classes next fall.  amoung the classes include digital photography.  i had to manually sign up for the class so i went to the head professor to do so.  during our conversation she just stares at me and says "your are so sweet, whats your name?" i tell her and she sends back a "nice to meet you shaina."  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that simple gesture made my day.  i'm very happy that in a span of 2 minutes, someone can conclude how sweet i am..  i thank her for making me feel that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100876297570782993-781625356674888689?l=captiveimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/781625356674888689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-was-cold-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/781625356674888689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/781625356674888689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-was-cold-today.html' title='genuine gestures.'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412844850116152396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SevSeKYpr9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Kgs3TXbFwo/S220/2719413138_1c4336a55b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SelU1Y5hgbI/AAAAAAAAABE/gfJ1iq88j4I/s72-c/DSC_0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100876297570782993.post-2447965441926952358</id><published>2009-04-14T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:16:55.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a long distance love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;this is my first post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SeV8IR9gg7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KGPkn3feJmE/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324798616137663410" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SeV66ImHH9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BrSogp33EA0/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SeV66ImHH9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BrSogp33EA0/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324797273593814994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My love lives in fullerton, and when i got back i procratinated on some homework to make him a little "care package".  we're the type of people that think that sentimental gifts are one of the greatest of them all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;heres something that i've made him.  it still has to be completed.. i hope he enjoys it. i also included a picture of us eating.......may i also mention that WE (or I) loves to eat! yes! food is the way to my heart.  :] its a great thing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just got back from california yesterday.  a mini vacation was really nice.  i needed it.  the drive to california i learned is one of the most relaxing things.  driving 4 hours from fullerton, ca to las vegas, nv made me learn to appreciate my own company.  many people (ones that i've spoken to) are so afraid to do anything by themselves, examples include: eating out to resturants, going to malls, or just anywhere the public eye can see you.  but the fact is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;your OWN company can be the best company you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; i've learned to come to terms with that since i've lived in las vegas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/100876297570782993-2447965441926952358?l=captiveimaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2447965441926952358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-distance-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/2447965441926952358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/100876297570782993/posts/default/2447965441926952358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://captiveimaginations.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-distance-love.html' title='a long distance love.'/><author><name>Shaina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07412844850116152396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SevSeKYpr9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/1Kgs3TXbFwo/S220/2719413138_1c4336a55b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w9bvIHItOBY/SeV8IR9gg7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KGPkn3feJmE/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
