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Review'/><category term='Lush&apos;sThe Sacred Truth Facial Mask'/><category term='New Years Resolution'/><category term='new year 2009'/><title type='text'>Nu Nu Dollie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6683950682468346150</id><published>2011-06-08T01:32:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T03:13:58.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL THE REAL NU NU DOLL PLEASE STAND UP?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are pathetic people out there who have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEALING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my photos and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRETENDING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAVE A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORMSPRING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/effindollie&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffff33;"&gt; &amp;lt;---she is a fake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; HAVE A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MYSPACE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook Pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/NuNu.Dollie" style="color: #3b5998; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;,tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" target="_TOP" title="Nu Nu Dollie"&gt;Nu Nu Dollie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/NuNu.Dollie" target="_TOP" title="Nu Nu Dollie"&gt;&lt;img height="284" src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/1303263576.519.1066734824.png" style="border: 0px;" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="fb-root"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like-box border_color="" header="true" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Nu-Nu-Dollie/270202206338779?ref=nf" show_faces="true" stream="false" width="250"&gt;&lt;/fb:like-box&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL OTHER FACEBOOK PAGES/ACCOUNTS ARE FAKE.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fake&lt;/i&gt; FB Pages: Please Alert FB &amp;amp; link them back to this blog.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000027418975&amp;amp;sk=wall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001877119904&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Beautylish&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;http://www.beautylish.com/nunudollie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gplus.to/nunudollie" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://gplus.to/nunudollie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; TWO&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;Twitter Accounts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;https://twitter.com/#!/NuNuDollie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;https://twitter.com/#!/sheNUNUigandoll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;The second is my alter ego's twitter. &amp;nbsp;;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;*I will be back to blogging regularly soon.  Just need to take out the trash first.*   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUICKIE: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKS FOR MAKING MY STOCK GO UP.  ;) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/7960017084707755215-6683950682468346150?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6683950682468346150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6683950682468346150&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6683950682468346150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6683950682468346150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2011/06/will-real-nu-nu-doll-please-stand-up.html' title='WILL THE REAL NU NU DOLL PLEASE STAND UP?'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-954854380822093340</id><published>2010-08-16T16:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:02:07.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apothica Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  &lt;div&gt;I know that it has been a long time, but I think it is time that I really start blogging again!  :)  To stay true to the Nu Nu Doll tradition, I would like to celebrate my return with a simple giveaway!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://makeup.apothica.com"&gt;Apothica.com&lt;/a&gt; has been kind enough to sponsor this giveaway, and the prize will be a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;$25.00 gift certificate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to use on their website that has a plethora of skincare items, make up, and everything beauty!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rules: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. You must be at least 18 years of age to enter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;II. You must have your own blog, and be a follower of my blog.  I will check.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;III.  TO ENTER: Leave me a comment telling me what is the most important item in your skin care routine!  I have been on a skincare kick lately, so I am very interested to find out what you all have to say.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IV. Only enter once!  If you enter more than once, then you will be DISQUALIFIED!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;V. Giveaway Ends in exactly 2 weeks!  8.13.10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smooches, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A true update will be up in a few days!  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-954854380822093340?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/954854380822093340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=954854380822093340&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/954854380822093340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/954854380822093340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2010/08/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7959336922800647697</id><published>2010-04-03T00:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:50:19.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer-less right now...</title><content type='html'>Hey loves! &lt;br /&gt;Well, in a nutshell I am computer-less.  Andy's theory is that the insides of my last laptop melted...  etc.  I am now looking for something new...  So that's why I have been MIA.  And I have also been planning to move to...  *drumroll please..  Canada! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...  Email me if you want...  I miss you all.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;pink_nuances@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7959336922800647697?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7959336922800647697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7959336922800647697&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7959336922800647697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7959336922800647697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2010/04/computer-less-right-now.html' title='Computer-less right now...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5677205292025959070</id><published>2010-01-14T21:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:03:40.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donate to Haiti'/><title type='text'>Please Donate to Haiti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This tragedy really hit close to home since Andy is Haitian, and also since he has family there.  Please pray for his family, and please find it in your hearts to donate.  Times are hard, but sacrificing buying a lipstick can really help people in need.  Plus, it's a new year, why not start it off with a good deed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://re.clintonfoundation.org/SSLPage.aspx?pid=3882&amp;amp;gclid=CITGxbmwpZ8CFdx05QodUhRg0g"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click Here to donate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can Text “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAITI&lt;/span&gt;” to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20222&lt;/span&gt;" and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt; will be given to the Clinton Foundation's Haiti Relief Fund charged to your cell phone bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks everyone, I'll be back soon.  I have a draft already typed out, I just need pics.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 7 month anniversary with Andy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5677205292025959070?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5677205292025959070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5677205292025959070&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5677205292025959070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5677205292025959070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/please-donate-to-haiti.html' title='Please Donate to Haiti!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7573997401526618689</id><published>2009-12-17T01:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:02:36.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love gush'/><title type='text'>1:30 AM Love Gush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SynROWQdi2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/d29b27VzqJ8/s1600-h/soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SynROWQdi2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/d29b27VzqJ8/s400/soul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416090071312730978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sooo.  I love Andy.  I'm not afraid to admit it.  It's prolly not wise to blog about things so personal anymore, but I don't give a flying fuck.  RAWR TO MY SPECIAL STALKER.  My heart belongs to this man, and no matter what happens, no matter how our love continues to evolve, I shall never be able to replace him.  Or ever be able to give myself to someone like I have with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.  I am so random.  Geez.  Apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways.  I love this girl.  haha  We've known eachother for a year now!!!  She is always there for me, and I seriously think I would have had a major nervous breakdown by now if it wasn't for her!  She's not only beautiful, but wise, inspirational, protective, and driven.  Beautiful inside and out for sure.  Andy also adores you wifey and thanks you for being there for me.  A. Chan you're a lucky man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SynU1iGNlZI/AAAAAAAAA00/xbHpEOVLysk/s1600-h/jdoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SynU1iGNlZI/AAAAAAAAA00/xbHpEOVLysk/s400/jdoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416094043040748946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty mixed looking girls must stick together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I feel like wearing red lipstick and being baddass tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2-Things are getting better.&lt;br /&gt;3-I painted my nails a metallic black today.  I love the rocker chic look.&lt;br /&gt;4-I am itching to get my LV bag.  I'm have to drive an hr to the LV store...  And I am lazy. haha&lt;br /&gt;5-I am hyper right now.&lt;br /&gt;6-Andy went to sleep but I feel like calling him and waking him up just to tell him a special secret.  (And to harass him and ask him what he got me for my birthday of course)&lt;br /&gt;7-My wifey is the shit.  She said she'd dance in her underwear with me!  Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;8-I need to win the lottery so I can move to Cali and buy a gorgeous house.&lt;br /&gt;9-I miss yoga class...  Gotta get back to my classes!  It's been too long.&lt;br /&gt;10-I hate how crowded the post office is.  I am so paranoid shipping out presents.  O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7573997401526618689?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7573997401526618689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7573997401526618689&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7573997401526618689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7573997401526618689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/130-am-love-gush.html' title='1:30 AM Love Gush.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SynROWQdi2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/d29b27VzqJ8/s72-c/soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5928038047993562982</id><published>2009-11-25T09:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:39:49.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coming home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nu wins...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Heart Belongs to You</title><content type='html'>Let these be my last words until I am no more : "I Trust in Our Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408047323058567042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 321px; height: 308px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sw0-YyNod4I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pYkzfXYD4dQ/s400/jungle-fever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Love You with all my heart Nu. I will never....ever leave your side. My heart belongs to you, and I never want it back. See you soon wifey :)...i'm coming home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Posted by Andy and no those are not really our hands o_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5928038047993562982?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5928038047993562982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5928038047993562982&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5928038047993562982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5928038047993562982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-heart-belongs-to-you.html' title='My Heart Belongs to You'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sw0-YyNod4I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pYkzfXYD4dQ/s72-c/jungle-fever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-8586476202332545770</id><published>2009-11-10T00:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:46:41.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Svj2zwBt1vI/AAAAAAAAA0M/l6qcEGNwhwA/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Svj2zwBt1vI/AAAAAAAAA0M/l6qcEGNwhwA/s400/grey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402339121956771570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still alive. Taken in Andy's apartment. :)&lt;br /&gt;My skin has gotten so fair. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really have a valid reason for not updating as often as I like...  I think I have just haven't felt any inspiration to.  Andy and I are doing great, I actually get to see him Wednesday!  *excited*  Seeing the only person who I've ever felt who understand every single part there is about me is always such a euphoric feeling.  I know some people had doubts (bitches) haha but Andy and I are still madly in love and he still does sweet things and pays so much attention to my needs.  I wake up in the middle of the night sometimes and wonder if it was all some kind of dream...  Am I really with this wonderful man?  Yep.  I am,  :)  He's just so... Chocolately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood has been shot lately.  I think a huge part of it has to do with the time of year.  This time last year I was in a very bad relationship(or shall I say REBOUND), and it was just a whole mess!  I was betrayed by my best friend, and my aunt also passed away around this time.  But Andy along with Jaime my wonderful wifey are always there for me.  I love them both tons, and I am pretty sure I'd loose it without the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am so not photogenic.  lol  Seriously.  I don't even recognize myself in some pics.  Andy says it's because I can't take candid shots.  haha.  Whatever, I know what I look like, I shouldn't let ugly pics bother me.  I'm just silly and emotional because the red tide is coming.  o_o  (Just ignore what you just read I am being a whiney brat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that compared to last year, I am super duper emotional all the time.  I wonder why that is?  Maybe it's because I have less interaction with people my age.  I am cooped up at home mostly.  I find comfort in cleaning.  My parents love me because the house is continuously spotless.  Hooray for a good Asian daughter.  *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Svj6BAoLekI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Xyf89kYYkzQ/s1600-h/washeranddryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Svj6BAoLekI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Xyf89kYYkzQ/s400/washeranddryer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402342648286247490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My parents even purchased a new washer and dryer to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love it!  I get off on new appliances.  Seriously.  mmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have also started to loose my usual 10 pounds.  I've noticed that I always gain weight in the summer and loose weight when it gets cold.  haha  Can anyone relate?  Or does the cheese stand alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my blog babes.  I miss my DSK.  How are you Chi?  Hopefully you haven't disowned your em!  I miss my ABC's!  Katrina, Jaimie, Kendall!  I haven't forgotten about you ladies!  I miss my wifey (even though I talk to you everyday).  I basically miss everyone.  Please don't hate me for neglecting even commenting blogs!  I'll get out of this mood soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could rewind back to a few weeks ago.  I feel like I was happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have even been concerned with my mood.  My mom offered me a vacation anywhere I wanted.  I shot that down.  I just want to see my hubby, all day everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-8586476202332545770?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8586476202332545770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8586476202332545770&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8586476202332545770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8586476202332545770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-here.html' title='Still here.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Svj2zwBt1vI/AAAAAAAAA0M/l6qcEGNwhwA/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6564753024849253597</id><published>2009-09-23T18:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:58:23.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Nu Nu Doll?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been sick everyone!  I've been getting extremely bad migraines everyday.  I think it is due to the inconsistent weather that's been going on in New England.  Ugh.  I hope to be better soon!  Thank you to all of you that's reached out with texts, emails, and messages.  I am fine, I just don't want to make my migraines worse with camera flashes or staring at my computer screen for too long.  Don't worry though, I'll be back ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-Yes I deleted my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;2-Andy did too!  haha&lt;br /&gt;3-Andy moved into a brand new apartment!  I get to decorate it!  muahaha (I haven't moved in yet)&lt;br /&gt;4-My ta ta's grew. lmao. &lt;br /&gt;5-I'm like obsessed with Egyptian Magic.  I've gotten my mom, dad, aunt, and Andy addicted to it too!  yay&lt;br /&gt;6-I really miss blogging! &lt;br /&gt;7-Chi DSK moved into her new house!  Send her housewarming gifts!&lt;br /&gt;8-Me and Andy want to go apple picking!&lt;br /&gt;9-I decided that my nail color of the season is a Burgundy red! &lt;br /&gt;10-I have a migraine now.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6564753024849253597?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6564753024849253597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6564753024849253597&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6564753024849253597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6564753024849253597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-nu-nu-doll.html' title='Where is Nu Nu Doll?!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4143415134988380697</id><published>2009-08-28T04:09:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:14:38.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haters.'/><title type='text'>Nu Nu Doll confronts Jealously &amp; Hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SpeNUGIT4AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/BTXIhnSfteY/s1600-h/hate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SpeNUGIT4AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/BTXIhnSfteY/s400/hate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374920056672346114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAWRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is not your typical "fuck the haters" or even me threatening to kick people's asses type of entry.  *Looks below at Andy's hackage* O_O lol.  This is more of me planting seeds of my beliefs into certain people's heads.  Okay, okay, this is a little bit of a preach, but Nu Nu Doll style.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On my love life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up everyday thankful for the wonderful man that I am blessed and lucky enough to have in my life.  Andy Lunique isn't just another "boyfriend" per-say.  He is most definitely the one that was made for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Point #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be jealous of my relationship when you'll have a turn to fall in love too?  Even if you, yes YOU MYSTERIOUS READER, even if you are from a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different walk of life&lt;/span&gt; and are totally different from me, you will also find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your love&lt;/span&gt;.  Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; deserves love.  Even your evil exes.  Because to you he could have been an asshole, a douche, every single horrid name in the book, but to some other girl, he could simply be the man of her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because just as badly, as desperately you are waiting for your turn, your chance at love, there is someone out there that is equally feeling the same way...  Someone who gets butterflies while he/she gets ready to see you, someone who will tuck you in at night when you're sick.  There IS someone for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On the "omg she's sickening w/ all her love talk and love gush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Keep in mind that I AM NOT HOLDING A GUN TO YOUR HEAD and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;forcing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt; you to read my blog updates.  You are free to x out of my blog, stop following if you prefer to if you are truly offended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Point #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sickening because I know that the emotions I feel are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c o m p l e t e l y &lt;/span&gt;pure?  Or is it frightening to see someone so sure, so certain of her feelings for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it sickening because you yourself have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not yet experienced&lt;/span&gt; these true, pure, intense emotions as I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On the "color thing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am an Asian woman who is in LOVE with her significant other who is from a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different race and color&lt;/span&gt;.  I am very much aware that Andy is BLACK.  I've gotten disapproving looks before, and I don't see the point of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Point #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andy is black, but that does not mean that if I cut him  he won't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bleed like everyone else&lt;/span&gt;, like an Asian, a Caucasian, or even a Latino person.  He is not a mutant, I assure you all.  He is a person.  (A sexy hot one that turns me on intensely...And omg his arms...sorry...slight digression)  Just because his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skin&lt;/span&gt; is black, it does not mean that the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H E A R T&lt;/span&gt; this wonderful man owns is black also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*On the "you changed him/he changed you people"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit if you put a tablespoon of clingy, 1/2 a tablespoon of needy, and a dash of insecure bitch together then you'll get a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; YOUNGER&lt;/span&gt; version of Nu Nu Doll.  Oh yes, I'm not even kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Point #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called growth.  Growing into the person &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were meant to be&lt;/span&gt;.  Growing into the person that you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always were&lt;/span&gt; but didn't know how to be.  People change many times in their lives, and one of those times is when that person finds another that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made to understand them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On the "he/she belongs with me &amp;amp; I should have voiced my true feelings to him/her people"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these people do unfortunately exist, even if I like it or not, so why not address them too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Point #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Lunique belongs to Nu Nguyen.  Andy wins.&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nguyen belongs to Andy Lunique.  Nu wins.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why encourage those premature wrinkles of frustration, those frown lines?  Botox is expensive, my seeds that I am attempting to plant, my beliefs are up for grabs.   (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR FREE!&lt;/span&gt;)  Surround yourself with happy feelings instead those of jealously and hate, and your happiness shall find you too.  It will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll.&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/7960017084707755215-4143415134988380697?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4143415134988380697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4143415134988380697&amp;isPopup=true' title='57 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4143415134988380697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4143415134988380697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/nu-nu-doll-confronts-jealously-hate.html' title='Nu Nu Doll confronts Jealously &amp; Hate.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SpeNUGIT4AI/AAAAAAAAAz8/BTXIhnSfteY/s72-c/hate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-8481212993061128871</id><published>2009-08-27T08:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:32:00.490-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nu wins...'/><title type='text'>Hacked at 100 MPH...for LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Do you know what happens when your in love with someone?....I do....you can't think...you can't breath....you can't truly function properly unless you know they are happy in every way. Imagine actually feeling physical pain because you miss that person? Its a mixture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separation&lt;/span&gt; anxiety... Love...insomnia...and bad mall food eaten the night before (like I would eat at a mall lol). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374620265002607490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SpZ8p7IYo4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/-mllPx6oypg/s400/penguin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in my office, typing this message (after graciously hacking her blog) knowing that my regional manager...and his assistant are both on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; way right now for inspection. They want to know some of my new ideas, and I also had an e-mail curious about my new specials for next month (which is themed for all steak, all month). He's curious of my skills, and I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;capable&lt;/span&gt; of kicking some ass and even selling tickets....so why am I in my office you ask?...well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; tell you fine followers of the Nu Republic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love with her....and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen her recently....it hurts when I can't see her...the pain accelerates with the idea that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not even sure when I can see her...I adore every cell in her body and can't think straight when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; anything wrong with her...especially if i tick her off....you never wanna tick an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; (slowly turning black) girl off. This is me saying that...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; go back to cooking soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message is really for her and I'm quite aware of the sickening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gushyness&lt;/span&gt; of it all but if you have problem with a man telling the world that he's in love with his woman and cannot live without her...or announce that she is the very most beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever witnessed and no one else can compare (and she proves it...I MEAN LOOK!)...well then I suggest you close your browser quite quickly and have yourself some chocolate to make yourself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you "Quiet" haters who just read my girlfriends blog just to look at her photos, copy her pictures and slowly masturbate while doing so...I suggest you go to "Google.com" Type my name in (Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lunique&lt;/span&gt;), recognize who the hell I am so it won't feel like a stranger just shoved his foot directly up your ass (more than likely with food on it)...fuck you and everyone who looks like you!......(sorry off message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu, I miss you...Its unlike me to pull stunts like this but sometimes....things consume me. I miss you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; see you soon...no matter what it takes...and you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; crazy ;). I love you Sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S....ok &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...You Win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-8481212993061128871?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8481212993061128871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8481212993061128871&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8481212993061128871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8481212993061128871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/hacked-at-100-mphfor-love.html' title='Hacked at 100 MPH...for LOVE'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SpZ8p7IYo4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/-mllPx6oypg/s72-c/penguin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-557158542494985663</id><published>2009-08-18T00:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:11:25.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circle lenses'/><title type='text'>Nu Nu Doll does circle lenses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I already have big eyes, but I've been curious about circle lenses for awhile.  They really do make my eyes look even bigger!  They're comfortable, and I've been lucky and haven't had any eye irritation with them on.  They feel thicker than regular lenses, but I find these more comfortable than Freshlook lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might look a little different too because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1-I have been using P&amp;amp;J Whitening Serum so my skin is more even.  (Even though these are obv. edited pics)&lt;br /&gt;2-I altered the shape of my eyebrows.  I thinned them out just a tad.  Do you guys approve?  I had to change them, seeing &lt;a href="http://fanzcy.blogspot.com/2009/08/fanzcy-now-on-youtube.html"&gt;Fanzcy's&lt;/a&gt; eyebrow video, I just needed to make my brows fiercer like hers!&lt;br /&gt;3-I'm starting to part my hair differently now also.  I've done the while side part, flap over my eye thing since I was in 8th grade, so now I am more of a middle part but not exactly in the middle.  Haha.  I need to get my bangs cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SooYTZYy26I/AAAAAAAAAys/dDiIHPljUrA/s1600-h/grey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SooYTZYy26I/AAAAAAAAAys/dDiIHPljUrA/s400/grey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371132227104201634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoofbWqJBuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/MrZN4oR88Hs/s1600-h/grey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoofbWqJBuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/MrZN4oR88Hs/s400/grey2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371140060391999202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sook7MGe39I/AAAAAAAAAzE/FwwmEkBwsk8/s1600-h/grey3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sook7MGe39I/AAAAAAAAAzE/FwwmEkBwsk8/s400/grey3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371146104872034258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was also going for the Shinobi chick's look.  The movie was decent, it's basically about superheroes, Asian style.  lolol.Photos are edited to make myself look whiter.  So don't ask me 987654321x about it.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoohjY0D5DI/AAAAAAAAAy8/IJNzRvWhDZE/s1600-h/Shinobi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoohjY0D5DI/AAAAAAAAAy8/IJNzRvWhDZE/s400/Shinobi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371142397432685618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to try to update more to keep my mind off of missing Andy.  :(  I cried myself to sleep last night, and it just feels completely horrible being away from my man.  Seriously, the whole crying when we part thing is endless.  I get so many looks at the train station...  O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1- I've broken out on my chin a little.  I think it's due to my lack of sleep.  ugh.&lt;br /&gt;2-NYX's lip products are surprisingly impressive.  Andy even said my lips were softer.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;3-I'm craving a burger with loads of banana pepper on it.  Also, fries doused in vinegar, garlic, and hot oil.  Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;4-Seal's "The Right Life" is my favorite song of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;5-Bobbi Brown's Corrector in Light Bisque is a godsend.&lt;br /&gt;6-Talika Lipoocils (lash growth product) REALLY WORKS!&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm having a glass of YellowTail Chardonnay in an attempt to relax...  *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoorvQS4EYI/AAAAAAAAAzM/x8FmmhMKkoY/s1600-h/gtea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SoorvQS4EYI/AAAAAAAAAzM/x8FmmhMKkoY/s400/gtea1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371153596420723074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Andy are addicted to Green Tea Matcha drinks.  hahaha I am turning him ASIAN!&lt;br /&gt;9-If I was a superhero, I'd want to have the power of flight.  If I was a villain I'd want to be the sexy vixen that kills her enemies with her eyes.  (Totally got the idea from Shinobi, even though the chick isn't a villain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SooUqa_088I/AAAAAAAAAyc/bypR8tjmM3M/s1600-h/bubb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SooUqa_088I/AAAAAAAAAyc/bypR8tjmM3M/s400/bubb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371128224626832322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Eddie Spaghetti.  He's so cute, and hugs me when I am crying because I miss Andy.  Yes, he knows how to give hugs.  &amp;amp; Why must my face look so damn round sometimes?  UGH  BAD ANGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-557158542494985663?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/557158542494985663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=557158542494985663&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/557158542494985663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/557158542494985663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/nu-nu-doll-does-circle-lenses.html' title='Nu Nu Doll does circle lenses.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SooYTZYy26I/AAAAAAAAAys/dDiIHPljUrA/s72-c/grey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-829526568738309019</id><published>2009-08-15T10:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:11:56.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini update'/><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hiiii loveys!  Sorry for not updating...  I have been busy!  I am not even home right now!  haha  So the story is: Andy came home from Sunday to Tuesday.  :)  And I not wanting to let him go came back to NJ with him!  haha  I am leaving tomorrow though.  I almost feel that our love gets stronger often.  I find myself falling deeper in love with him!  Anyways, I am looking for a job here now, so if anyone has a connection, hook me up!  We are planning to live with one another, and we're excited because the wheels are in motion towards our future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  And look what Andy's friend made me!  This girl has some skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SobNMbbKD5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/GCsEATUJSdQ/s1600-h/snow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SobNMbbKD5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/GCsEATUJSdQ/s400/snow1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205219089682322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perfect since I plan on being Snow White for Halloween huh?  haha  I love love love it!  Thanks so much Britt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a longer update when I get home, promise guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll.&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/7960017084707755215-829526568738309019?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/829526568738309019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=829526568738309019&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/829526568738309019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/829526568738309019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SobNMbbKD5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/GCsEATUJSdQ/s72-c/snow1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4430477535433457501</id><published>2009-07-29T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:59:28.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 random things that make me happy tag'/><title type='text'>11 Things that make me happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loveys!  Hiii!  First off, wow.  Just wow!  I had no idea that my giveaway would get so much response, and I want to thank everyone for entering thus far.  I will be having more giveaways in the future ladies, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;underline&gt;11 Things that make me happy tag.&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDMVczTaTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/DgrRxKVvGes/s1600-h/11tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDMVczTaTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/DgrRxKVvGes/s400/11tag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364011825078954290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid O' Clock: the time of day where everything and anything becomes ridiculously funny.  It's especially fun with Andy.  lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDOZwYE3QI/AAAAAAAAAxA/dnaAdtHE_FI/s1600-h/lippies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDOZwYE3QI/AAAAAAAAAxA/dnaAdtHE_FI/s400/lippies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364014098076196098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lippies.  I'm the lippie bandit for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDPpfuc7nI/AAAAAAAAAxI/YDQ3ouFb93s/s1600-h/nj+nyc+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDPpfuc7nI/AAAAAAAAAxI/YDQ3ouFb93s/s400/nj+nyc+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364015467996180082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Blog ladies.  I've only met two, and I have so many more to meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDQZ2SlWsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Uze486HUCSc/s1600-h/banana+peppers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDQZ2SlWsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Uze486HUCSc/s400/banana+peppers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364016298687027906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banana Peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDQsvCwSxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/AQAAqIN0ZpM/s1600-h/the-recession-is-hitting-people-hard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDQsvCwSxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/AQAAqIN0ZpM/s400/the-recession-is-hitting-people-hard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364016623159102226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Witty Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDWXygzy_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/tvcRh9_-r3M/s1600-h/fishie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDWXygzy_I/AAAAAAAAAxo/tvcRh9_-r3M/s400/fishie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364022860382981106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blow fish, my inspiration for the majority of my poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDSAeNZwbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/GwpIfbwWlnk/s1600-h/fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDSAeNZwbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/GwpIfbwWlnk/s400/fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018061749371314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy's hilarious comments and/or status updates on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDXwjLY3vI/AAAAAAAAAxw/fG1B5jreXlE/s1600-h/lashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDXwjLY3vI/AAAAAAAAAxw/fG1B5jreXlE/s400/lashes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364024385274961650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eyelashes.  haha It can be a lash growth product, mascara base, mascara, falsie, I am just super obsessed with luscious long eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDbfE-1CRI/AAAAAAAAAx4/upbrtKVfkVc/s1600-h/pillows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDbfE-1CRI/AAAAAAAAAx4/upbrtKVfkVc/s400/pillows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364028483157952786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pillows.  I love pillows, I sleep with like ten of them.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDb4go_wlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/e-tY0xS6jrc/s1600-h/lysol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDb4go_wlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/e-tY0xS6jrc/s400/lysol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364028920079303250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lysol.  A clean, and germ free house is a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDeVyZncFI/AAAAAAAAAyI/yxwZmXhyBZk/s1600-h/nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDeVyZncFI/AAAAAAAAAyI/yxwZmXhyBZk/s400/nyc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364031622086094930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NYC at night.  The lights are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;DSK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://hollyannaeree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holly &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://vietxpinay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aimee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.labellemel.com/"&gt;Mel &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://notarichgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tammy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://mskgreenel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kendall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-4430477535433457501?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4430477535433457501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4430477535433457501&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4430477535433457501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4430477535433457501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='11 Things that make me happy.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SnDMVczTaTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/DgrRxKVvGes/s72-c/11tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2319512998286974717</id><published>2009-07-27T17:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:12:52.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More about the Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy&apos;s birthday celebration'/><title type='text'>I ran away.</title><content type='html'>...From home again and into Andy's arms.  :)  haha  Not only did I miss my man (sorry, I know you all must be getting annoyed with my by now), but I Andy also turned 24 on Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped on a train Monday, and was there by Monday night.  He had 2 Naked Smoothies, 2 bottles of water, a cup of cheerios, and a turkey sandwich waiting in the car for me to have during the car ride home.  Once we reached home, he even cooked for me!  Haha  Talk about being bathed in gluttony.  Seriously!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1Lj6RQQyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mpSEosdUBX0/s1600-h/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1Lj6RQQyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mpSEosdUBX0/s400/chicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363025811577258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sauteed Herbed Chicken, w/ Rosemary Israeli Cous Cous, and Broiled Lemon Asparagus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day was Andy's birthday!  Andy had to work, so I had some time to kill before dinner, so I took my time getting ready, and I even got to play Street Fighter IV with his buddy and totally won too!  ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm5XVwUQfwI/AAAAAAAAAww/VThxGIZUR48/s1600-h/mindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm5XVwUQfwI/AAAAAAAAAww/VThxGIZUR48/s400/mindy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363320237503577858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Mindy!  I've had her since I was little, and yes she's black.  It was totally a sign.   haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This made Andy smile while he was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1NuoFuDtI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Ay9VWD1QoEQ/s1600-h/ph22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1NuoFuDtI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Ay9VWD1QoEQ/s400/ph22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363028194698858194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Nu Nguyen, and I like to steal my boyfriend's new shirts&lt;br /&gt;and use them as jackets. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later that night, we went to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Casa La Femme, an Egyptian Restaurant in New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1WuJeLwuI/AAAAAAAAAvo/mtIGFyHiOm0/s1600-h/0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1WuJeLwuI/AAAAAAAAAvo/mtIGFyHiOm0/s400/0522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363038082084618978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I picked this restaurant mainly because there was a belly dancer (Andy loves belly dancers), and also Egyptian food sounded appealing to me.  Which was totally random because I wanted to play with gold eye shadows that day, and I totally never had Egyptian food before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1PXgl7jVI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/caQvdKmYA90/s1600-h/belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1PXgl7jVI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/caQvdKmYA90/s400/belly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363029996572740946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy's mistress for a good minute.  He's mine bitch! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy's mouth seriously dropped because I was responsible for bringing him to such a place that would feed his desires(in more ways than one.)  I know what my man likes, and I'm totally not the jealous type, so I told her it was his birthday and she gave us some extra attention.  I even made Andy tip her and put money down her crotch.  haha!  No joke!  Poor boyfriend was shaking in disbelief and I am pretty sure nervousness...  (I think he thought it was some kind of test)  I even requested this photo to be taken.  Ahh boyfriend, you aren't the only one who can surprise!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1U4cWcrFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/BD-714IfUJQ/s1600-h/cf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1U4cWcrFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/BD-714IfUJQ/s400/cf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363036059927882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clearer googled image. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1SJoD2yRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/j3hqTdqBkG8/s1600-h/0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1SJoD2yRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/j3hqTdqBkG8/s400/0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363033056594020626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My pic! lol Obv. The whole restaurant was very dark,&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost Andy a few times.  JOKE!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More like my imperfections were camouflaged! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1wN8F1kzI/AAAAAAAAAwo/nYHigw4jJwU/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1wN8F1kzI/AAAAAAAAAwo/nYHigw4jJwU/s400/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363066116039349042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the tent snapping pics. haha My signature face of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The restaurant was really beautiful though, we picked to be seated in our own private tent.  It was so comfortable, romantic, and intimate.  We snuck kisses in often.  :)  We had some intense moments that night, and it was just nice to be the mastermind *insert eveil laugh here*behind the great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1Yl3DWDQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/b2hKfpqk87c/s1600-h/0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1Yl3DWDQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/b2hKfpqk87c/s400/0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363040138724510978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guava infused Champagne.  It was delicious and made me completely red in the face...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast before dinner!  To us, to Andy's birthday, to many great birthdays to come, and of course to our 1,000 years.  I promise to always try to make your birthday special, even if it's just sitting at home playing video games one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opted for the tasting menu...  :)  A little bit of everything, and it was a lot more fun that way!&lt;br /&gt;First Course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1lFmxldFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ZgnqQdbR7jA/s1600-h/d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1lFmxldFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ZgnqQdbR7jA/s400/d1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363053878250402898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummus, puréed chickpeas with a touch of spicy harrisa&lt;br /&gt;Babagonoush, smokey, roasted eggplant seasoned with tahini and lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;Fuul Medames, puréed fava beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1mVN18nhI/AAAAAAAAAwA/FN5adlu3FNc/s1600-h/d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1mVN18nhI/AAAAAAAAAwA/FN5adlu3FNc/s400/d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363055245947346450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felfel Mahschi&lt;br /&gt;Baked sweet bell pepper, stuffed with savory mixture of jasmine rice, fresh herbs and spices served over house made tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1nKWXBLoI/AAAAAAAAAwI/0EADiPjveKI/s1600-h/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1nKWXBLoI/AAAAAAAAAwI/0EADiPjveKI/s400/d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363056158766608002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egyptian Dumplings(I forget the name) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1oCnvzDLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/FdJ7s6fQtWo/s1600-h/d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1oCnvzDLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/FdJ7s6fQtWo/s400/d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363057125506616498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firakh Mashwaya&lt;br /&gt;Grilled sumac seasoned half free range boneless chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1o9o3vUvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MHNKfP9Y3ZQ/s1600-h/d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1o9o3vUvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/MHNKfP9Y3ZQ/s400/d5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363058139420644082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riash Mashway&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Natural grass fed lamb chops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were getting so sleepy at this point, it was very hard not falling asleep in our little tent!  haha  Oh and do notice how OBNOXIOUS the plates get with the stupid red designs!  I wanted to scream because I HATED them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1qo1rSQsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U3gt-cShATc/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1qo1rSQsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U3gt-cShATc/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363059981104071362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of Sweet Cake Egyptian Dessert topped with Vanilla Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a drive home, we basically cuddled up in bed and crashed!  Andy also requested it still be his birthday until he woke up...  Even though it was 2am when we finally got into bed!  haha  I guess that was a good sign, because that means he deff. enjoyed himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to lunch at Nordstroms!  Where Andy works!  This was a test because Andy wanted to see how his staff works without him there (he's the executive chef=boss).  It was interesting (to say the least) meeting the people he worked with.  I was called sex on a stick, stared at, his cook said hello and then proceeded to look down, there were people spying on us from the kitchen, the security cameras were abused and zoomed in to see me, the cosmetic women totally stared, and yeah, Nordstroms employees had fun that day I guess.  All due to Andy's mysterious life outside of work.  haha  Andy is extremly dedicated to his job, and I guess people started to wonder what he did outside of work when he was single...  And well, now he has me and he's happier inside and out, his food tastes better, and he keeps on sneaking away to his computer to read my blog!  STALKER!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we headed to Best buy to purchase our new baby.  The Canon Rebel TXi!  It is the newest to the Rebel collection, and must I say it is fabulous!  HD movies, great quality pics, and we're just so excited.  We spent exactly our limit too, 1,000 with tax, a lens cover, and a memory card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to see Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince!  The movie was decent, I just wished they included the memory of Voldemort's mother...  :(  Oh well, I guess that's why I read the book.  Now I am super excited for New Moon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Andy had to go to work, and it basically went by too fast for my liking.  Dinner that night (Andy deleted my photos by accident, grrrrr)  I had this very awesome dirty plate pic too, but I guess I'll have to take another next time.  So before I knew it, it was morning time, I was at the train station crying my eyes out again, clinging onto Andy like a child while the old people across the station watched me...  And I was on the train with a packed lunch yet again, a smoothie, and a canister or Orange juice.  Ah does he take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that was a long entry!  haha  Remember to enter my &lt;a href="http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/mac-graphic-garden-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't already.  Please follow the rules.  I clearly have said that if you'd like to double your points, post a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blog entry&lt;/span&gt; advertising my giveaway.  Which means no sidebar shit, sorry but those will not be counted, it's not fair to the people who actually read the rules.  Secondly, by link, I would PREFER the link to the blog entry itself, not your blog!  haha  This giveaway ends in a month, and I don't have time to search for the blog entry if the specific link was not given to me!  Make it easier, send me the right link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Andy updated &lt;a href="http://cheflogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt; recently, so go support him for me!  Thanks loveys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-2319512998286974717?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2319512998286974717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2319512998286974717&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2319512998286974717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2319512998286974717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-ran-away.html' title='I ran away.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sm1Lj6RQQyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mpSEosdUBX0/s72-c/chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2510031994245591764</id><published>2009-07-24T19:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:20:18.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic Garden Giveaway'/><title type='text'>MAC Graphic Garden Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's right, I am having another giveaway.  I am giving away BOTH palettes (that are BRAND SPANKING NEW) which were released with the Graphic Garden Collection.  There will be two winners chosen randomly, and each winner will receive 1 palette (the first winner gets first choice).  There will also be other little goodies enclosed in the packages as well!  *And yes this contest is open internationally*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I googled the images of the palettes below because Andy has custody of our new camera right now, so the quality of my photos wouldn't be as satisfactory to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmpDpMAgA_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/H0DrA6aoGg8/s1600-h/gg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmpDpMAgA_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/H0DrA6aoGg8/s400/gg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362172681215017970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh Cut Palette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmpD4eEL_ZI/AAAAAAAAAug/mDoCP7IyhFk/s1600-h/gg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmpD4eEL_ZI/AAAAAAAAAug/mDoCP7IyhFk/s400/gg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362172943760358802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graphic Garden Palette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1-You must have a blog on blogger.  (You have no idea how many people emailed me with no blogs on my last giveaway)&lt;br /&gt;2-You must be a follower of my blog as well as my boyfriend &lt;a href="http://cheflogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andy's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Trust me, I will check, and yes you will be disqualified if you aren't subscribed to &lt;underline&gt;both&lt;/underline&gt; of our blogs.&lt;br /&gt;3-Leave a comment on this entry saying "banana peppers."  Yes, I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;4-Want to double your chances of winning?  Post an entry on your own blog advertising this giveaway.  DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE ME A LINK OF THE ENTRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway will close on Friday, August, 21st.  The winner will be announced the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches and Good Luck,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-2510031994245591764?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2510031994245591764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2510031994245591764&amp;isPopup=true' title='211 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2510031994245591764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2510031994245591764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/mac-graphic-garden-giveaway.html' title='MAC Graphic Garden Giveaway'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmpDpMAgA_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/H0DrA6aoGg8/s72-c/gg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>211</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2382790401588435524</id><published>2009-07-20T02:43:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:13:24.454-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy&apos;s blog.'/><title type='text'>Feel the Heat of Chef Andy Lunique.  (HE HAS A BLOG NOW!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmQXCoz1fjI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/bo3-1-ti3Z0/s1600-h/chef1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmQXCoz1fjI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/bo3-1-ti3Z0/s400/chef1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360434790559743538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy Lunique: Face of a legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Behind every legendary chef there lies a story, a tale of how he became to be...  How he climbed up the ladder in the culinary world, his first meal he ever cooked, his first meal that he was commended for, his first big disaster in the kitchen, his first set of stitches, his first run in with the health department...  Culinary growth aside, being a legendary chef takes not only a strong and wise man that has a refined palette, but a chef with soul, with passion, with a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the proud gf and future wife (no we are not engaged, but we simply know already), of a chef.  Chef Andy Lunique.  He excites me with his ideas in the kitchen *ahem no pun intended*, he amazes me with his creativity, inspires me when he gets lots in his food, and his ability to write recipes with ease is simply admirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A graduate from the Culinary Institue of America (the Harvard of Culinary Schools, just in case you missed that), an Executive Chef at Nordstroms at such a young age, and he still has the down to earth personality that is not only humble, refreshing,  and admireable, but he's just plain inspiring ..  I watch him in awe at times, then find myself drifting, drifting away into sweet day dreams of this man.  The man I already know I want to spend the rest of my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why?  Why is Nu Nu Doll gushing about her bf AGAIN?!  Well because Andy now has his own blog!!!  Talk about mission accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Feel the Heat of Andy Lunique:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His blog will include (but will not be limited to):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-His personal culinary adventures.  Little short stories of funny things that go on in a life of a chef.  I'll even give him permisson to tell embarasing stories of me!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-FOOD PORN.  Lot's of it.  I'm his offical Food Pimp, I'll be whoring out his food like the rent needs to be paid tomorrow.  Hell yes I really said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Cooking tutorials!  Who doesn't want to learn how to cook?!  He's really easy to understand, follow, and best of all, he's a fan of &lt;underline&gt;simple cooking&lt;/underline&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Randomness...  My hubby is extremly random, but hey so am I!  haha  :)  FACT: He names EVERYTHING!  Like his kitchen tools...  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Reccomendations on food tools/equipment.  He'll explain the pros and cons of everything, and make anyone just as knowledgable as a culinary student!  The difference: You won't have all those loans to pay off...  IT'S FREE ADVICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-And last but not least, you'll get an insight of a truly driven and passionate man.  To put it bluntly, food is his life, food is his heart and soul, and trust me, you'll see the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support my man!  &lt;a href="http://cheflogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to be directed to Andy's blog.  Don't forget to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-2382790401588435524?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2382790401588435524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2382790401588435524&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2382790401588435524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2382790401588435524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/andy-has-blog-finally.html' title='Feel the Heat of Chef Andy Lunique.  (HE HAS A BLOG NOW!)'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmQXCoz1fjI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/bo3-1-ti3Z0/s72-c/chef1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2534437892015755468</id><published>2009-07-19T16:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:21:48.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DSK Jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><title type='text'>What's on my mind:</title><content type='html'>1-Why are there so many giveaways going on on Blogger right now?  I have no prob with it, but wow, there are loads!  Btw, I am thinking about hosting another one, but I am not sure why, and I am not sure when, and I am not sure what to give out.  It'll be bomb though.  You all know I do things big.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-I really want to get to a shooting range so I can open up a can of whipass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmOARVo7o4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/pf4wEKe0mTk/s1600-h/gunn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmOARVo7o4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/pf4wEKe0mTk/s400/gunn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360269016855978882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-DSK's new &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/2009/07/introducing-dsks-signature-swarovski.html"&gt;Lux Collection&lt;/a&gt;, is classy, refined and sophisticated.  Every empowered woman needs one...  Why?  Let me list a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. For date nights.  Seriously I've taken note that people respect you more when you are wearing a little jewlery on a night out.  The service is better also.&lt;br /&gt;II. "Pearl Necklaces" are suggestive and it's a good teasing tool if you catch my drift.  ;)  (I think it's gross btw)&lt;br /&gt;III. Pearls can turn any outfit from drab to fab, seriously...  Invest in them &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;NOW&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Andy is going to take over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN2L914qaI/AAAAAAAAAto/u5bSR29guXM/s1600-h/Picture+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN2L914qaI/AAAAAAAAAto/u5bSR29guXM/s400/Picture+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360257929452235170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN2UN36p6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/LOYr73oM8YQ/s1600-h/fire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN2UN36p6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/LOYr73oM8YQ/s400/fire1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360258071194675106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-My arms got a little tan and I am extremly pissy because of it.  I spent like an hour scrubbing them raw yesterday and got odd looks from my mom when I came out of the bathroom with red arms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-P&amp;amp;J whitening Serum is the bomb.  Seriously, my skin is more even and glowy, and I feel like a godess.  (Nu Nu Doll=Egotisical today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Andy's birthday is coming up very very soon.  I am wearing this: (please exscuse the poor picture quality and bloated FATNESS)  But what should I do for my make up?  I am thinking smokey, but what colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN3syDZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/jthExlThPw4/s1600-h/DSCF12351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmN3syDZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAt4/jthExlThPw4/s400/DSCF12351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360259592734982994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8-I'm a little drained from energy today, and I am totally over insomnia.  SERIOUSLY, I'M FUCKING OVER IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-I had a dream last night that I was having tooth surgery...  Odd because the dude wasn't my dentist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-My hair is getting so long!  I'm excited, it should be my ideal length by Sept/Oct.  I am so happy!!!  My hair is also very healthy too, so that's a plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone having a great weekend so far?  :{D &lt;--Steph's smiley, but I love using it because it look like Andy and his mustache.  haha  Actually... 8{D &lt;---that looks more like Andy since he wears glasses.  hahahaha    Smooches, Nu Nu Doll  P.S. List of things I want as of now. 1-A pent house in NYC. 2-MAC Vanilla Pigment (because I STILL can't find mine!) 3-Underwear because most of mine have disappeared... 4-Lip Tar in Grandma, Paegent, &amp;amp; Feathered.  I have to be realistic, I don't need them all. lol 5-A skanky snow white costume for Halloween and roleplay purposes. 6-Stripper shoes that are clear and have a rubber ducky in them. 7-MAC E/S in Beautiful Iris...  I think I'm getting into more light romantic colors now. 8-Fencing classes. 9-Lipo Suction. 10-My wifey J.Doll.  :(  I wish she lived closer.    Smooches, Nu Nu Doll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2534437892015755468?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2534437892015755468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2534437892015755468&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2534437892015755468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2534437892015755468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='What&apos;s on my mind:'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmOARVo7o4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/pf4wEKe0mTk/s72-c/gunn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6651534709610301145</id><published>2009-07-18T01:28:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:08:00.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><title type='text'>Insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: Insomnia kicks in, and Nu Nu Doll has to blog...  About anything, about everything, and about Andy of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFlQGsFGII/AAAAAAAAAs8/OJ5iNCvo6FQ/s1600-h/b%26w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFlQGsFGII/AAAAAAAAAs8/OJ5iNCvo6FQ/s400/b%26w2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359676358895409282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My insomnia always returns when I am away from Andy.  Why is it that I only fall asleep easily when I am in his arms?  Seriously wtf is up with that?  Even with my exes (I only fell asleep with one other ex btw) I'd lay in bed thinking, not sleeping for at least an hour or two later...  But with Andy I am out in seriously a minute.  Ask him, I even fell asleep while I was petting his face.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's about 1:30 AM and I am missing him.  Luckily, I can simple google Andy Lunique and there he is.  Thank you technology.  I also have copies of his audition videos on dvds!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of his audition videos.  *Swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=19945090"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=19945090"&gt;Andy's Food Network Audition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=19945090,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=19945090,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFqLpKqU_I/AAAAAAAAAtM/arNkKy4PdrI/s1600-h/andytatt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFqLpKqU_I/AAAAAAAAAtM/arNkKy4PdrI/s400/andytatt1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359681779809276914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pic of his tatt.  I love it so much.  Is it only me or are tattoos hot?  Which reminds me: my parents still don't know about mine!  haha.  I thankfully have a bikini that has a more conservative bottom (they look like shorts) so I can still go in the hot tub without finding out.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd.  More fish faces.  haha  This is why I love him, I can be myself around him, I can act silly...  So silly, he's starting to mentally take notes of the things I say to tell our future children!  Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFylXSiMeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yMxcS2LnjzY/s1600-h/andyfish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFylXSiMeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yMxcS2LnjzY/s400/andyfish2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359691017780081122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Andy's working on his own blog, it should be up real soon! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6651534709610301145?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6651534709610301145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6651534709610301145&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6651534709610301145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6651534709610301145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmFlQGsFGII/AAAAAAAAAs8/OJ5iNCvo6FQ/s72-c/b%26w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-540876875601488940</id><published>2009-07-17T03:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T03:43:49.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Lips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge'/><title type='text'>Update/My Sweet Revenge.</title><content type='html'>Hello Loveys.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I said I'd update with my haul, but things happened!  Firstly, I forgot to charge my camera so I couldn't take pictures, and the night I was actually going to spend blogging Andy surprises me and show up in front of my house!  Yeah!  I know!  O_o  I was actually in a bitchy mood that night and wanted to stay in my room and be cranky and blog to put myself in a better mood...  But my dad comes home and he's craving pizza (I swear he's worse than a woman sometimes!)  So he drags me out of the house, I get in the car, and there's a car parked in front of the shrubs in front of the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The license plates are MA, and it's an  08' Hyundai like Andy's...  But was I hallucinating?  I seriously thought so because:&lt;br /&gt;1-I know for a fact he's super busy at work this week, and the next few weeks also&lt;br /&gt;2-He told me days ago he wouldn't be able to see me as we planned&lt;br /&gt;3-I was on the phone with him like a few hours before my so-called hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going through all these things in my head I declared myself insane and that my insomnia(it is actually 3AM as I type this up right now) had finally gotten to me...  I'd totally lost my mind, and needed to sleep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;.  But then my dad says: what is my son-in-law doing here?  Why didn't you tell me he was coming?  Then he waves at me while my dad and I are passing him, and I make my dad stop...  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;IT WASN'T A HALLUCINATION!  ANDY WAS HERE!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I jump out of the car and hit Andy.  That's right, Nu Nu Doll: BF BEATER.  Ugh  He doesn't know this, but I was in my cranky mood because I really believed I wasn't going to be seeing him for another few weeks.  Dating a chef is rough as it is, dating a driven executive chef is seriously a test most women would fail.  I know this because my dad is one.  :)  So I have to be toughen up,and even though it hurts not being able to kiss my man good night every night, in the long run he's bettering himself for our future.  (Slight digression, I apologize)  Several hits later, and kisses, and tears (yes, I was so happy I cried), and a fetching of a pizza later, we were in the car driving South to end up at a beach.  :)  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; in the sand and looked at the stars that were absolutely beautiful.  After that we drove back to his house, and I finally was able to fall asleep easily in his arms.  *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAVmbE2cNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ic_smOfm61s/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAVmbE2cNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ic_smOfm61s/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359307306418204882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually didn't snap a picture of the beautiful night sky,&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of this blog entry, here is a similar one.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next afternoon (we kinda slept in) Andy cooked me breakfast, and I got to eat with my mommy-in-law and have sweet conversation with her.  :)  She's interested in my future circle lenses(haven't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recieved&lt;/span&gt; them yet), and I feel like she loves me already.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.  At breakfast I had promised her that I'd find her a Buddha statue, so off me and Andy went to  look for one...  And we found it, and I got the hook up too.  :)  My present to my mommy in law, and she was SO HAPPY when we carried it into the house for her, I could want nothing me.  I got the same pleasure as I do when I get my mom a plant or a rose bush, I felt like I made her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forced Andy to take a nap because he was exhausted!  I can't believe he drove all the way to see me when he very well knew he was exhausted as it is with his work load!  I even have to remind him to eat because he's so damn busy!!!  Andy woke up to a full manicure also.  I think it surprised him!  He's totally addicted to manicures now, I can feel it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAqd44LRyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/NA5vu2r0knQ/s1600-h/eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAqd44LRyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/NA5vu2r0knQ/s400/eating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359330249543468834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When Andy eats without being reminded=miracle. &lt;br /&gt;A miracle that is SO BIG, it just has to be documented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went by super fast, and before we knew it, we were eating dinner at Andy's (Haitian food=AMAZING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;)!  I know I'm going to be such a fat old woman when I grow up.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Carbs&lt;/span&gt; on both sides of the family= penguin look-alike Nu Nu Doll wobbling everywhere!  Then on the drive home I hugged Andy's arm tight and closed my eyes, so happy that he came to see me, because he &lt;underline&gt;needed&lt;/underline&gt; to, like I &lt;underline&gt;needed&lt;/underline&gt; to be in his arms again.  He's so amazing.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;...  *Swoons*  After he left, I felt yet again we had gotten closer.  I should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; just EXPECT some things by now huh?&lt;br /&gt;Things Nu Nu Doll should expect from now on:&lt;br /&gt;1-Tears of some kind.&lt;br /&gt;2-Lots of suck-face action.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;.  C.H.O.C.O.L.A.T.E.&lt;br /&gt;3-Happy butterfly/warm feelings from the inside of my stomach&lt;br /&gt;4-The feeling of our bond tightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people from my past, both Middle School and High School have been finding me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; and trying to be all buddy buddy for me.  Which sounds normal, until I reveal this big secret: I WAS TORTURED DURING MOST OF THE TIME OF MY EDUCATION.  I was always picked on, I was threatened, my parents were prank called, I was called a traitor, I was basically not the popular kid.  I sat alone in the lunch room because I figured, why bother and befriend these horrible people who are going to use my kindness against me?  But now when things are all good for me at least, they come crawling, all buddy buddy, all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; it's been forever emails and act like they give a care now?  Can someone say OBNOXIOUS?  So here is my revenge to them: Looking good, being confident, being content, being sure of my life and where it is going.  I want to be a housewife, and I want to get into food photography and I also want to learn more about my family, my grandfather (dad's dad) to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red lipstick always makes me feel good about myself.  It brightens up my face, makes me look bold, daring, and not to mention makes me feel sexy and um...  Act sexy.  For more information on the later description, contact Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lunique&lt;/span&gt;(aka. Chocolate Daddy), he'll tell you what I did to him over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few of these on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; account also, but these are the originals, non edited ones, I just watermarked them, that's all.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;My Sweet Revenge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well-behaved women rarely make history..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAa0bAOGbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YE22IBNZGQQ/s1600-h/redblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAa0bAOGbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YE22IBNZGQQ/s400/redblog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359313044475091378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rawr&lt;/span&gt; baby, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt;.  I totally channeled Snow White and a Cheetah girl all at once.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAcLySZebI/AAAAAAAAAsc/QhDkvX-2Mks/s1600-h/redblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAcLySZebI/AAAAAAAAAsc/QhDkvX-2Mks/s400/redblog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359314545373968818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even my nails are red! :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;OPI's&lt;/span&gt; Most Honorable Red which looks pink sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAdA-BlfQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/6uKsfPqQd9U/s1600-h/redblog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAdA-BlfQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/6uKsfPqQd9U/s400/redblog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359315459057745154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love how evil I look here.  I look like I am about to spin kick someone&lt;br /&gt;in the chest so hard that they cough uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;and out of their mouth comes flying their heart which I stomp on...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nu Nu Doll's Alter Ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAep0XylzI/AAAAAAAAAss/RizKlkdn8EA/s1600-h/redblog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAep0XylzI/AAAAAAAAAss/RizKlkdn8EA/s400/redblog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359317260352788274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta have the fish face! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But deep down inside, with red lipstick, with make up, or even without it, I am still that same girl who was busy dreaming of something better.  Some of those dreams have come true.  I have a great and supportive family, I have found the love of my life, I am healthy, my family is healthy, my dreams are still alive, and not but not least, I accomplished this all without the expense of others.  I am truly blessed, and I must look back into my past and be thankful that I went through those experiences.  Not only did they mold me into the person I am today, but I'll have that much more to pass onto my little prodigies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No quickies today, but a few questions:&lt;br /&gt;1- What is one thing that lifts your spirits?  It has to be a make up product.  :)&lt;br /&gt;2- Andy and I are looking to invest in a new camera, and we're giving ourselves a $1,000 limit, can anyone give me any suggestions?  We want something that will capture food beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;3- DID YOU CHECK OUT &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DSK'S&lt;/span&gt; NEW &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;LUX&lt;/span&gt; COLLECTION&lt;/a&gt; YET?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-540876875601488940?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/540876875601488940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=540876875601488940&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/540876875601488940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/540876875601488940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/updatemy-sweet-revenge.html' title='Update/My Sweet Revenge.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SmAVmbE2cNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ic_smOfm61s/s72-c/stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4692614974037154071</id><published>2009-07-16T16:06:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:29:39.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DSK Jewelry'/><title type='text'>NUMOON: The Darker Side of DSK Jewelry!</title><content type='html'>Introducing...  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DSK CULLEN COUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lure your next unsuspecting sweet blooded victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-JBl2RSgI/AAAAAAAAArU/mxh1WaentaI/s1600-h/red+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-JBl2RSgI/AAAAAAAAArU/mxh1WaentaI/s400/red+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359152742026791426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE TO BUY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love how all the other models whether it be Holly, Eki, Fuzkittie who whoever else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; DSK has recruited look so innocent and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;angelic in their endorsement photos...  But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I look evil in mine!  haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ladies love DSK AND Twilight, then this is a must see collection.  Steph's pieces are not only original, but they truly capture the essence of Twilight.  Her craftsmanship, love, care, skill is obvious and cannot be replicated, so don't be fooled by all the imitations on blog now.  The bracelet is inspired by Jacob and Bella's bond that is established in New Moon.  The Necklace represents Bella's little love triangle with both Edward and Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vC4nxARI/AAAAAAAAArk/125bsnQm_YQ/s1600-h/TWILIGHT+BRACELET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vC4nxARI/AAAAAAAAArk/125bsnQm_YQ/s400/TWILIGHT+BRACELET.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359194545687953682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To make things easier, I took a picture of each charm separately so it would be easier to see the details.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vX4OiT1I/AAAAAAAAArs/0gvIkwzI2bU/s1600-h/bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vX4OiT1I/AAAAAAAAArs/0gvIkwzI2bU/s400/bella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359194906359385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vuwqXRyI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sSN1fohbEf8/s1600-h/edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-vuwqXRyI/AAAAAAAAAr0/sSN1fohbEf8/s400/edward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359195299465611042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-v9vuH4eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/G7owAkufij4/s1600-h/jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-v9vuH4eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/G7owAkufij4/s400/jacob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359195556910981602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-0xRz7xiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/KzwcLDl-tNM/s1600-h/dskupsidedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-0xRz7xiI/AAAAAAAAAsE/KzwcLDl-tNM/s400/dskupsidedown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359200840281998882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-4692614974037154071?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4692614974037154071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4692614974037154071&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4692614974037154071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4692614974037154071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/nu-nu-doll-for-dsk-jewlery.html' title='NUMOON: The Darker Side of DSK Jewelry!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sl-JBl2RSgI/AAAAAAAAArU/mxh1WaentaI/s72-c/red+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2866740369214566767</id><published>2009-07-10T23:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:39:41.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random update'/><title type='text'>I miss Andy :(</title><content type='html'>I miss Andy a lot today.  We like to make fishie faces at eachother...  He's so cute.  I miss his lips, his hands, falling asleep on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlgGwgazuCI/AAAAAAAAArM/oOV2VS-pcMk/s1600-h/fishie+faces+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlgGwgazuCI/AAAAAAAAArM/oOV2VS-pcMk/s400/fishie+faces+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357039187163068450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu's Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I am actually on the phone with Andy right now. &lt;br /&gt;2-I am totally out of it today. &lt;br /&gt;3-Today at the Shisedo counter, I got complimented on my eyelashes! yay&lt;br /&gt;4-I even miss the way Andy tries to wear his socks to bed.  grr.  (I always make him take them off)&lt;br /&gt;5-I fucking love my wifey Jaime.  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Andy's Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;6-Naked Smoothies are one of the greatest drinks ever made.&lt;br /&gt;7-Me and Andy sleep with eachother's clothes on. &lt;br /&gt;8-Andy got complimented on his crab cake special. &lt;br /&gt;9-Andy is fearful to contact Jaime about her nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;10-Andy's secret power of choice would be telekinesis. (Being able to lift objects with your mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2866740369214566767?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2866740369214566767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2866740369214566767&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2866740369214566767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2866740369214566767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-andy.html' title='I miss Andy :('/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlgGwgazuCI/AAAAAAAAArM/oOV2VS-pcMk/s72-c/fishie+faces+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6794299485562720423</id><published>2009-07-08T17:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:17:33.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini vacay'/><title type='text'>My Mini Vacation.</title><content type='html'>So if you guys follow me on twitter or are my friend on FB, you already know that I got to get away from work and enjoy some special time in NJ &amp;amp; NYC!  :)  Not only did I get to meet Mel &amp;amp; Tammy, but I got to spend lots of time with my Chocolate Daddy, Andy.  :)  I'm going to divide this entry up into two because it's just going to be so damn long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived Thursday and ran into the arms of Andy.  We were only apart for a little over 2 weeks, but I felt like it was forever since I'd seen him.  He had a bouquet of lilies and roses as well as a smoothie, and a vegan peanut butter jelly banana sandwich (it was a request) for me.  :)  We spent the first night watching cuddled up in bed while we watched Apoclyptco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlaWjKlW3QI/AAAAAAAAArE/X-iHE8aNpLQ/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlaWjKlW3QI/AAAAAAAAArE/X-iHE8aNpLQ/s400/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634337684413698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I got to hang out with Mel &amp;amp; Tammy.  (But since I adore the two so much, I am making a separate entry to document our fun/my haul)  When I came home there was my Chocolate Daddy waiting for me with open arms and kisses...  He was worried.  I've never had a bf care so much for me, so seeing and feeling that he was actually concerned about me shopping alone with the ladies made me feel so special.  That night he cooked a special dinner for me!  Seared Scallops w/ a spicy mango sauce!  Omg was it absolutely delicious...  My man deff. spoils me!  That night we relaxed at home and talked the night away in bed.  I actually fell asleep while I was petting his face.  lol.  It was the damn wine I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTfFdtkUaI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XzRGUJQDjSY/s1600-h/scallops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTfFdtkUaI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XzRGUJQDjSY/s400/scallops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151141818454434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was the 4th and I got to meet a lot of Andy's family in Brooklyn NY.  Unfortunately I don't have pics because I was:&lt;br /&gt;1-Too busy hiding from the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;2-Helping Andy grill&lt;br /&gt;3-Being introduced to everyone by Andy's mom (she surprised us and drove up from RI!) as her daughter.  :)  Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;4-Talking to Andy's little brother about safe sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the BBQ was a success, even though the dancing kind of was...  Let's say culture shock to me...  lol. It was fun though!  And the food was fabulous, the Haitian Black rice was my fave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Andy made me some amazing French toast and flobauyed (spelling please?) bananas  with vanilla syrup!    I killed them, they were absolutely delicious, so delicious it was like sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTy_xD10HI/AAAAAAAAAo0/jOcC8vJSbDM/s1600-h/breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTy_xD10HI/AAAAAAAAAo0/jOcC8vJSbDM/s400/breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356173034165489778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mmm.  Andy=KING OF BREAKFAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE. END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Andy and I got tattoos together...  I told you guys Andy spoils me!  :) Andy got "know one self" in Latin on his arm, and I got a lotus flower on my hip!  It was my first tattoo, and I am so glad that I got to share that experience with my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julio, our tattoo artist was very patient with us, listened to use carefully and gave us everything we wanted.  :)  Very down to earth guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTjD0gJFKI/AAAAAAAAAoE/7OTDpmEjJvs/s1600-h/julio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTjD0gJFKI/AAAAAAAAAoE/7OTDpmEjJvs/s400/julio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356155511622931618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Julio's money rose tatt.  Isn't is sick?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTlIVXjcVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sDpHm8e_P2U/s1600-h/andy+tatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTlIVXjcVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sDpHm8e_P2U/s400/andy+tatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356157788188012882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. My man's so brave.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTnF8NJVGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mQP45ZWlSjc/s1600-h/andytatt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTnF8NJVGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mQP45ZWlSjc/s400/andytatt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356159946096989282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His smile makes me melt. :)  They also act like a night light&lt;br /&gt;if I wake up in the middle of the night. =]  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTqAFtX-8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Wafm3VnnEmI/s1600-h/andytatt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTqAFtX-8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Wafm3VnnEmI/s400/andytatt3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356163144103754690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All Done.  :)  I can't wait to see him when it's all healed...&lt;br /&gt;Another tatt for me to trace in bed! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTsATw8HsI/AAAAAAAAAok/0yy4suCyQVY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTsATw8HsI/AAAAAAAAAok/0yy4suCyQVY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356165346900057794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy held my hand the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;talked to me and told Julio stories to distract me from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I got it done right over mt hip bone, so it hurt...&lt;br /&gt;A Lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUberkWnBI/AAAAAAAAAqc/N7483snaJ4w/s1600-h/megettin+tatted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUberkWnBI/AAAAAAAAAqc/N7483snaJ4w/s400/megettin+tatted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356217545732299794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a good size, and it's concealable from my parents.  Perfect!  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTtfSsxwwI/AAAAAAAAAos/qZe55BFDFSw/s1600-h/lotus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlTtfSsxwwI/AAAAAAAAAos/qZe55BFDFSw/s400/lotus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356166978701738754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An hr and a half of pain later, my tattoo was finished!&lt;br /&gt;I love it, and I love the whole metaphor of lotuses too.  I can relate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Andy said he was very proud of me, and even Julio was surprised that I didn&lt;/span&gt;'t flip out.  Later that night I had a hamburger craving so Andy made hamburgers!  Having a top chef bf is amazing, I seriously recommend it.  That night I also got a little tipsy and Andy even picked me up and put me on the sink while he cleaned my tattoo for me. He's so caring I get emotional thinking of it sometimes. I am such a lucky girl to have such an amazing man in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday was rough for me...  Our last day together...  But I was determined not to let it bother me.  We first had a picnic in the park!  We ordered pepperoni pizza and banana peppers(my fave).  After eating we just laid there talking and watching the little kids play around us.  It was truly a great day for a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT2bdrrqJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/aI19YlFevJs/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT2bdrrqJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/aI19YlFevJs/s400/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176808535107730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was pretty good too!  We didn't have much time to waste,&lt;br /&gt;because Andy would have made a pizza from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT4arQR-aI/AAAAAAAAApE/whjtz7x53iQ/s1600-h/legendary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT4arQR-aI/AAAAAAAAApE/whjtz7x53iQ/s400/legendary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356178994021661090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My legend having an epiphany.  Isn't he handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT5bFSLpmI/AAAAAAAAApM/jJ-Qb6XCKRc/s1600-h/picnic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT5bFSLpmI/AAAAAAAAApM/jJ-Qb6XCKRc/s400/picnic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356180100520584802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And a kiss to end our picnic. yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was off to New York!  We: hit up the Dinsey store and Chinatown, kissed in Chinatown and pissed off some closed minded Asians, met up with his friend/lil sis, ate dirty water hot dogs before dinner,then went to dinner immediately after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT-rBQBZ-I/AAAAAAAAApU/CImP8z1bHQY/s1600-h/nj+nyc+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT-rBQBZ-I/AAAAAAAAApU/CImP8z1bHQY/s400/nj+nyc+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356185871873828834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol we made put together a mr. potato head at the Disney store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUi_lpl_vI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3dEpiimdeks/s1600-h/bakery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUi_lpl_vI/AAAAAAAAAqs/3dEpiimdeks/s400/bakery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356225807660744434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought Andy lots of sweets from the Asian Bakeries&lt;br /&gt;and I told him to pose with the bags, but an Asian way.  This is the result. lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT_VBcTUUI/AAAAAAAAApc/qm0Cvxcsoh4/s1600-h/beingadistraction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlT_VBcTUUI/AAAAAAAAApc/qm0Cvxcsoh4/s400/beingadistraction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356186593479840066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha me bothering Andy when he was on the phone&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a place to have dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUAaRrv3eI/AAAAAAAAApk/SVYxY4EAxCM/s1600-h/nukissingandy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUAaRrv3eI/AAAAAAAAApk/SVYxY4EAxCM/s400/nukissingandy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356187783250566626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol Still bothering Andy while he's on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUFq_mPn8I/AAAAAAAAAp0/8U7c-BXS9NU/s1600-h/hot+dog+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUFq_mPn8I/AAAAAAAAAp0/8U7c-BXS9NU/s400/hot+dog+stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356193568011558850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy has a tradition of getting a dirty water hot dog everytime he goes to NY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUEwb4pZKI/AAAAAAAAAps/ug6jto1D9Fw/s1600-h/hotdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUEwb4pZKI/AAAAAAAAAps/ug6jto1D9Fw/s400/hotdog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356192561992656034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I was totally down to eat a hot dog, it's been honestly years.&lt;br /&gt;I am obv. more intense in this posed pic. lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we had Dinner at Taboon, a Moroccan restaurant.  We ate outside with candlelight and it was really romantic and nice!  A lot of people were looking at us...  I guess they noticed how happy and completely in love we were.  It felt nice.  We didn't eat much for dinner because we had already had the hot dogs, but everything we had was great anyways!  For an appetizer we had the humus.  And omg I am so sad that I forgot to take a picture!  :(  It was so delicious, and the bread was amazing!  And picked the best bottle of wine to pair with it too, so my wine was sweet.  hehe  My bf is a professional bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUGwT0RuuI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PtGi8NdNhCg/s1600-h/dinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUGwT0RuuI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PtGi8NdNhCg/s400/dinner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356194758850099938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beef Chouma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUIejymi0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/bBGoYYoWhdI/s1600-h/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUIejymi0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/bBGoYYoWhdI/s400/dessert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356196652923652930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then for dessert we had knaffe, this is just indescribable...  It was FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After dinner we were tired and it was time to go home.  Andy put back my seat and made me go to sleep during the ride home.  So by the time I opened my eyes, we were home already.  I kind of broke down and cried though because I knew time was getting closer...  Until I had to go home and leave Andy for a week or two.  Andy calmed me down and told me not to think about it, and held me and ran his fingers through my hair and petted my head until I feel into a deep sleep.  He's so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, it was morning time already and after packing and getting things in order, it was time to go to work with Andy...  I had another meltdown and cried again.  Again Andy got me to stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work I got to sit in Andy's office and write on his FB wall as well as a love note that I hung on his desk.  I met a few staff members and just tried to stay calm and control another crying episode.  It really is agonizing to leave his side, it really is...  He was running around the kitchen doing his prep and making sure his staff did everything they were suppose to do while he was off.  Then surprisingly he comes in with a plate.  He made me eat...  He's so sweet!  He was so busy, yet he still found time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUNfdFz9SI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MWKKml9lxCw/s1600-h/breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlUNfdFz9SI/AAAAAAAAAqM/MWKKml9lxCw/s400/breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356202165863183650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ate half...  Not because I was hungry,&lt;br /&gt;but because I didn't want him to worry all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;About an hour later it was time to head to the train station...  In the car I couldn't hold it back much longer and broke down yet again.  I cried while I got my ticket and clung onto Andy at the train station like a little kid.  :(  I stopped crying around 20 minutes later...  Then I looked down at the paper bag he had packed me....  Cookies and a fruit cup...  He really does take care of me already....  I started to cry for another half an hr.  Luckily I had my sunglasses.  Ugh Do I miss him so much, and it has only been a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like no one else has ever existed before Andy...  I don't care what people think about us, I don't care if people laugh and say this is so soon, so fast of me, because those people essentially don't know how it feels to be in love like me.  It was funny because even at the tattoo parlor the receptionist told us that it seemed like we have been together for a very long time.  We both laughed and just told her how long we knew each other.  Happiness and love is contagious, and when we were walking the streets of NYC, around NJ, anywhere I could that what I have is indeed real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally met the one that I have been searching for. But most importantly I feel like I have found the rest of &lt;underline&gt;myself&lt;/underline&gt;.  Nosce De Ipsum.  Just like his tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my haul and time with my lovely ladies at mitsuwa in a few days, so stay tuned! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6794299485562720423?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6794299485562720423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6794299485562720423&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6794299485562720423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6794299485562720423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mini-vacation.html' title='My Mini Vacation.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SlaWjKlW3QI/AAAAAAAAArE/X-iHE8aNpLQ/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7494423346182539057</id><published>2009-07-01T18:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:43:46.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing FAQ'/><title type='text'>Piercing questions answered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DISCLAIMER: I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a professional piercer, I just wanted to share my tips that I've learned first hand and from my good friend who is a tattoo artist and piercer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; many questions about my lip piercing!  So I decided to make a blog entry dedicated to all those questions.  I didn't know that so many of you ladies out there were interested in my piercing, but hey I didn't know I'd get over 300 followers either!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Skvj0qBXENI/AAAAAAAAAns/XgMO9XKt8Ss/s1600-h/stud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Skvj0qBXENI/AAAAAAAAAns/XgMO9XKt8Ss/s400/stud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353623075832664274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Skvk5uf5nPI/AAAAAAAAAn0/12wTw08JYMI/s1600-h/hoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Skvk5uf5nPI/AAAAAAAAAn0/12wTw08JYMI/s400/hoop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353624262445473010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;-No it did not hurt at all!  The worse part is actually sitting there and waiting for the piercer/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tattooer&lt;/span&gt; get his equipment ready.  There wasn't even any blood! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How long did it take to heal?&lt;br /&gt;-Typically it takes around 4 weeks to heal, but mine healed in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miraculous&lt;/span&gt; 2 weeks-ish because I took proper care of it.  But then again, I am a fast healer, my tongue ring (my tongue is no longer pierced) healed fast also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How did you get it to heal so fast?&lt;br /&gt;-I rinsed my mouth &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;.  I basically went through Crest (non alcoholic kind so it doesn't burn) every 5 days.  No joke, my friends thought I was being paranoid of getting an infection.  But in the end mine healed faster, even my piercer/friend N8 was like astonished at how fast I healed.  NOTE: You can also rinse your mouth with Listerine or any other mouthwash containing alcohol, just make sure you cut it with equal parts water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you take care of your piercing?&lt;br /&gt;-Rinse after every meal.&lt;br /&gt;-Avoid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; involving your mouth.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lmao&lt;/span&gt; I actually got my lip pierced after a break up, so it was all good.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;-Avoid dairy, and also foods with yeast, these could lead to infection and a swollen lip--resulting in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;herpie&lt;/span&gt; looking lip.  ICK!&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chapstick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lipgloss&lt;/span&gt; or lipstick can be worn when your lip ring is healing!!!  Many piercers fail to mention that fact!  But if you think about it, you don't want your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chapstick&lt;/span&gt; building up and eventually causing bacteria in your piercing!  TIP: If your lips are crazy dry, put your lips over a hot beverage or soup, the steam will moisturize them and it won't affect your piercing!  yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I get my lip pierced should I get it pierced with a hoop or stud?&lt;br /&gt;-I recommend a hoop because it is more comfortable!  The back of the stud (it looks like a thumbtack takes some getting used to, it can grind aggainst your gums leading to discomfort, or worse, a torn piercing)  It's also good to get your lip pierced with a hoop because they are hard to take off.  You're not suppose to fuss with your piercing at first, and not being able to take it off and experiment(like I was tempted to do) is good for healing!  I've also noticed that people who do get their lip pierced with a stud have an odd placement, and it looks too low, and doesn't look that good in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How do you apply make up on with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lip ring&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-To be honest with you guys, I didn't wear any face make up when I first got it pierced in fear that it would get in my piercing.  But now I just apply my make up regularly, I don't need to take my hoop or stud out when I do my make up, I just work around it.  It's no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is it weird kissing someone with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lip ring&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; yes someone asked me this before and the answer is no.  It's the same.  ;)  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;  I'm a lippie bandit for a reason now...  *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How much did your lip ring cost?&lt;br /&gt;-Typically it goes from 50-75 depending on where you go.  But please ladies go to a professional with a license!  And it doesn't hurt to see his portfolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to consider before getting pierced:&lt;br /&gt;-Is it work appropriate?  Many places, such as retail places don't allow their employees to have a facial piercing.  I know this for a fact because when my brother worked for American Eagle, this girl got in trouble for her nose ring.&lt;br /&gt;-Is the piercing you are going to trustworthy?  You're trusting someone to put a hole in you!  Come on now, make sure you know that your piercer knows what he is doing!&lt;br /&gt;-Look for a certifate from the department of heatlh on the wall of the piercing/tattoo parlor.  Make sure that the place is clean and hasn't been cited for bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helped everyone!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I usually rock a hoop because I think it looks edgier and it's hot when paired with a smokey eye, but at work or going out with my family I rock a stud because it's more subtle and less boom in your face I HAVE A HOLE IN MY LIP!  Also, my dad doesn't like the hoop, he called me an animal and started mooing like a cow until I changed it to a stud.  haha  &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7494423346182539057?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7494423346182539057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7494423346182539057&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7494423346182539057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7494423346182539057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/piercing-questions-answered.html' title='Piercing questions answered.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Skvj0qBXENI/AAAAAAAAAns/XgMO9XKt8Ss/s72-c/stud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5465766313732834830</id><published>2009-06-30T14:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:53:21.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkpWljDTItI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AiqmH5ikmfY/s1600-h/Starry+Night_sm540+for+website.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkpWljDTItI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AiqmH5ikmfY/s400/Starry+Night_sm540+for+website.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353186310147482322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I don't know if you guys remember, but me and Andy went to water fire a few weeks ago...  I didn't take pics, and I was so sad when I couldn't find the ONE picture I was looking for...  The stars!  Until now!  Look how gorgeous! Unfortunately the next water fire is being held on the 4th of July, and I won't be in town!  I'm going to New York with my hunny instead :)  I will have pics and stuff this time, so don't worry!  Maybe I'll run into a blogger or two while I am shopping!  :)  I will be updating my twitter from my cell, so don't forget to add me: http://twitter.com/NuNuDollie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkpeMIxivEI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KnJetOX4hlQ/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkpeMIxivEI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KnJetOX4hlQ/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353194669689977922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I look kinda odd, I know. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On another note, I know I have my Facebook badge is on my profile.  I posted it on here for my followers had a chance to get to know me and become real friends with me and whatnot..  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;BUT PLEASE PLEASE STOP TRYING TO ADD ANDY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is my bf,  and he has blogged, but adding his FB is just a little unnecessary.  He needs his personal space.  :)  Thanks for understanding ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I will be in NJ&amp;amp;NY from the 2nd of July - the 6th.  :)&lt;br /&gt;2-I am going to buy the P&amp;amp;J whitening serum.  And maybe the oil treatment.  Does anyone else have any other suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;3-Andy has surprises planned...  He loves surprises!  ahh&lt;br /&gt;4-I bought all new dresses for my trip.  lol  I am crazy, I know!  I haven't found a yellow dress yet though!&lt;br /&gt;5-Chi DSK loves me-he sent me a parcel full of pure love yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;6-Andy hit the gym hard yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;7-I still need to get a pedicure!  Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;8-My hair is getting long, and it makes me happy!  yay&lt;br /&gt;9-Aquafina lip balm is the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;10-I haven't rocked a smokey eye in a long time, and yesterday I did and it felt weird looking in the mirror.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7960017084707755215-5465766313732834830?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5465766313732834830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5465766313732834830&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5465766313732834830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5465766313732834830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/found-it.html' title='Found it!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkpWljDTItI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AiqmH5ikmfY/s72-c/Starry+Night_sm540+for+website.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-597467501468096159</id><published>2009-06-25T13:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:27:11.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG'/><title type='text'>20 Questions Tag.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored at work, so hey why not do a tag? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Things you cannot leave the house without:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My bag that hold : my cell, my ipod, a few lip products (I can't stand dry lips), and cough drops just in case my throat starts hurting.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Favourite brand of Make Up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's between Mac and Make up Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Favourite flower:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lillies.  My mom's fave are roses, so our property has more than 20 rose bushes, mini roses, and the ones that climb up walls.  My lillies (I believe we have more thasn 15 plants haven't bloomed yet! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Favourite clothing store:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really have a favorite per say, I just like to look classy and clean, so recently it's been express or Nordys.  My faves change a lot though, depending on season really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Favourite perfume&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;It's been Vera Wang "Princess" for 2 years, but I also wear Dolce and Gabanna "The One."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Heels or Flats:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heels...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Do you make good grades:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in school, yes, I always had the best grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Favourite colours:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love pink, yellow and red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Do you drink energy drinks:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No!  They are full of sugar and are so bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Do you drink juice:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes.  I like grapefruit and cranberry juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Do you like swimming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It's alright, I'd rather just relax in my hot tub:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Do you eat fries with a fork:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I actually do sometimes if eat them with my hot oil, vinegar, and garlic sauce mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Favourite moisturiser:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes to Carrots.  I love their moisturizer so much, it's saved my dry skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Do you want to get married later on in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course.  I want a small and private wedding, but I am pretty sure Andy wants a big one.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Do you get mad easily:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Only if I am given a reason to get mad.  I won't get mad over stupid things though.  (For more info on my temper, please contact my Chi DSK) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Are you into ghost hunting:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lmao.  No, but I've seen the show before.  It was silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Any phobias -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Do you bite your nails:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, that's distgusting.  I lecture everyone that I know that does.  EWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Have you ever had a near death experience:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was two I fell down two flights of stairs...  Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Do you drink coffee -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Occasionally, not real often though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;DSK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://vietxpinay.blogspot.com/"&gt;VietxPinay &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://jinahchae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jinah Chae &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.labellemel.com/"&gt;LaBelleMel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7960017084707755215-597467501468096159?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/597467501468096159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=597467501468096159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/597467501468096159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/597467501468096159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/20-questions-tag.html' title='20 Questions Tag.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6105355303195415423</id><published>2009-06-23T11:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:10:11.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickest Update ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkD12rIcr8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/oELOkSgg5Wc/s1600-h/DSCF1257a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkD12rIcr8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/oELOkSgg5Wc/s400/DSCF1257a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350546676956049346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm.  So I haven't been wearing much make up lately and I've found that I can better control myself when I see make up.  I don't feel like I HAVE to leave with things anymore, and I don't paranoid about things that I want selling out.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been going well I guess, the duche is still a duche, and the restaurant is still up for sale.  Business has been steady, so I can't complain there, I just hate being here sometimes, I'd rather go home and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy's great, he is seriously the most amazing man to ever come into my life.  I have to wait another 2 weeks to see him, but that's alright.  I miss him like crazy, but the distance(he's 3 hours away) gives us room to breathe, and also time to miss eachother.  We deff. won't be long distance forever, so I'm good.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what he made at work for me and picture messaged to my phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkEDawvZOZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/nq0OYJolsmE/s1600-h/fruita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkEDawvZOZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/nq0OYJolsmE/s400/fruita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350561590588029330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkEIREbYJyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/2QkM-OSb6N4/s1600-h/rosea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkEIREbYJyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/2QkM-OSb6N4/s400/rosea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350566921632229154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1-Ba is making me dumplings for lunch today.  Damn premenstrual cravings!  Ahh I've been literally STARVING, I feel so bloated and fat too.  owf.  Why does my period have to be so damn irregular?!&lt;br /&gt;2-Pet peeve: Andy is not a "boy" okay?  So stop it with the omg he's such a sweet boy, or he's such a handsome boy.  He is 23 year old MAN.  I wouldn't date a boy.  Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;3-The weather is gross today, again.&lt;br /&gt;4-I love the new hot tub my parents got so much, it makes my skin uber soft!&lt;br /&gt;5-Andy's birthday is next month, and we are spending it together in NYC! yay&lt;br /&gt;6-I've been really impatient with supposedly "friends" call me with their little girl problems.  Seriously, if drama is drawn to certain people because they look for it!&lt;br /&gt;7-I've been slacking with the whole working out thing, ahh I need to run after I get out of work today!&lt;br /&gt;8-I really want to go to Japan to vist the Kobe Beef farm.&lt;br /&gt;9-I miss my late night motorycle and moped rides through the streets in Vietnam.  Not to mention my family too...  sigh*&lt;br /&gt;10-I had a dream that Andy snuck into my bed last night, but it was actually Bella.  God Damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6105355303195415423?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6105355303195415423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6105355303195415423&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6105355303195415423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6105355303195415423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/quickest-update-ever.html' title='Quickest Update ever.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SkD12rIcr8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/oELOkSgg5Wc/s72-c/DSCF1257a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6764468094295458378</id><published>2009-06-19T23:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:31:06.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow...The...Creed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sj1isSyZ-LI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gU2fJSt19Mw/s1600-h/andyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sj1isSyZ-LI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gU2fJSt19Mw/s400/andyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349540445483038898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Nu: hehe..  I couldn't help but steal a pic off of Andy's fb.&lt;br /&gt; ISN'T MY CHOC DADDY HANDSOME?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5COWNER%7E1.AND%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;}  /* List Definitions */  @list l0 	{mso-list-id:1685593625; 	mso-list-type:hybrid; 	mso-list-template-ids:-277159278 67698705 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715;} @list l0:level1 	{mso-level-text:"%1\)"; 	mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; 	mso-level-number-position:left; 	text-indent:-.25in;} ol 	{margin-bottom:0in;} ul 	{margin-bottom:0in;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know… there’s always a great way or sentence to start off these posts with but I may have feel the need to say that I’m just a little bit star struck at the moment, so simply saying my normal words would be as effective as whinnie the pooh performing heart surgery. The reason for this is that I truly find myself…without words…and even fewer after that phrase. Its difficult to describe someone who literally sweeps the award for: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Best Gf to date&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Most appealing sense of humor&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Richest Heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Brilliant mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;First to threaten my life for not having a manicure &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Most gorgeous eyes &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;First to relate her face to a breakfast dish &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Most addictive kiss &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Most surprising emotion towards &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10)&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;And Life time achievement &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So you can understand somewhat why its hard to bluntly say “this girl is amazing” and even if Kanye can write some mean lyrics the word is now a fucking understatement after meeting the world that is Nu. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To add on to her incredible post and to slightly explain my thinking process; yes the week end was that fantastic. I myself had never been with a mate to water fire so being our first time was beyond special to me, specially knowing that it would be make out session, but only RI will allow fire spinning, festival dancing, falafels and fornication in one area….but that’s just how we get down. For those of you who don’t know water fire was not the first kiss and im more than bold to say that we kissed within seeing each other (this is a 5-7 second time span)…and then we did it again….three hundred kisses later I think it may have been Sunday morning at this point, I don’t remember anything that doesn’t have to do with her, but she’s pressed on that so I’ll have to move on by the things that blew me away. For the record if you stare at her too long it quickly becomes Monday morning and you’ve lost all sense of time…that’s what she does to me and once more I could hardly care, its that well worth it… I apologize for my immense amount of cheesiness (with a side of bacon) but when you kiss someone and: Miss your exit, nearly swerve off the road, drop misc items, forget where your even driving too and have a flashback of you in assless chaps dancing to the Jackson five in your bedroom…..(wait scratch that last one) well then I think you have something big there! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After spending as much time as we could together I left at 3 am to head back to jersey. At four am I decided that I’m going back as fast as I can, so at 8 am (upon arrival) I changed the schedule so I can do so w/ out a single issue (five bucks says that Nu is texting me right now yelling at me for changing the schedule)…I couldn’t possibly lie to myself and pretend that a mere 36 hours with the most amazing thing I’ve witnessed in years could suffice. I know its not quite moving the heaven and the earth like a true Prince would Achieve for his Empress but if its moving two of my line cooks around well I’ll give it a go. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Upon returning and seeing her quite late at night in the most…amazing…sexy….and entrancing night wear (it was tasteful keep in ure pants gentlemen), I went back to home base, woke up as early as my body allowed me to and made breakfast for Mama (that’s my mom for the record not my future mother in law). After making her (Grilled portabella mushroom, turkey, tossed veg and creamed cheese omlette) breakfast, she had some astonishing words to say about Nu. I use the term astonishing because I think there shoulda been a fucking magician in the room. My mother hasn’t liked a single one of my female interest….none the less remember their names. She meets Nu once, and loves her dress style, her conversation, her voice, her hair, the respect she gives, the cute little bites she takes while she eats and of course her overall presence. (give me a moment my socks just blew off my feet remembering that), Nu clearly holds high rank in my world, but she’s put a few foot prints on my family’s hearts already (specially baby sis who she adores already). If this isn’t a good sign, then I think I should start tanning more. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet if you think MY mom is an accomplishment, My future father in law has decided to take me into the arts of Asian cuisine (FYI: its been my weakest skill in cooking since culinary school I honestly nearly failed….fate as it were…has its sense of timing once more). Listening to her father speak to me and truly console me on what my capabilities are did a number on my mind and heart…its something im reflecting on daily but good lord does he know how to make you think….. and she enlightens me. The double whammy is something to be reckoned with but so well worth it. To know that this is something that I want to learn to become a true legend someday…beyond what people measure, I know that Nu was simply….right. (im getting used to this). My time for (you know what) has not come yet….and this stage in my training is exactly what calls for my focus. I knew I wasn’t good enough but yet through BA it’s the first time I feel I can really grasp the heart of this cultures foods, and perhaps I can rub some of my own upon him. …My training (when u think of me training think Goku at 100X gravity) continues with Dad…who woulda thought things happen that way…but my love will tell you all about that: Side note if you see my hold up a picture of her mother and brag about her fried rice, don’t be shocked her and I have a deal I intend to honor…specially after my industrial size bucket of animal crackers….im so happy!!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can easily say the words “ I am happy” again and its….odd. As a man of logic…thought…speeches….and common sense…to not know whats going on is a mind fuck. I dunno where it came from, I can’t analyze this now and I have no idea where it may go…I’m completely out of control and its beyond me. All I do know is that I want it as long as a person can hold onto it….and I’ll say that proudly via internet. ( I won’t have a private life is my legendary status increases). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*to Nu* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sweetie this blog, your messages, your mates and your heart is here…its another chain to the way your mind words and how your heart flows. I say it here to show you that I have not a single regret, doubt or confused cell in my body when it comes to you in my life. These people on this Blog LOVE you…they will be back for more, and they’ve shown it in numbers that they want you to be joyful. The people have prayed for you and praised you and now (as I know you would say) Buddha has sent me to be a solider to honor that happiness that was so well earned. I’m taking that mission with diligence, courage, and a smile (with some cornbread on the side) I miss you sweetie. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without Wax&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*To the Republic* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You truly are her mates, spite the distance, she has her heart set to the ones who give theres. You should see her when she speaks about you, trust me I know. Someday I hope you see her glow, but for now thank you So much for making her smile &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheers to you all&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That is all…Andy Out. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6764468094295458378?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6764468094295458378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6764468094295458378&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6764468094295458378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6764468094295458378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/followthecreed.html' title='Follow...The...Creed'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sj1isSyZ-LI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gU2fJSt19Mw/s72-c/andyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4921295966961777387</id><published>2009-06-19T15:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:04:18.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introducing Andy. :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship update'/><title type='text'>More gushing about Andy...  lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha so I noticed something, Andy apologized for taking me away from everyone...  How did he know I was going to somewhat neglect my blog?!  hahaha.   I guess he knows me pretty well!  I'm sorry, I'll try to update more often because I lovesss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjvn3-59RaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3QLRZ5IQjZE/s1600-h/Andy%211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjvn3-59RaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3QLRZ5IQjZE/s400/Andy%211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349123931397506466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't mind how flat my face looks.  Ugh it looks like a pancake.&lt;br /&gt;Look how nice his skin is though, and I love the color, it's so pretty.  haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I mentioned that Andy was coming home Wednesday this coming week...  Well he surprised me and came early!!!  Haha  I was so surprised I think I dropped my phone!!!  My parents were also surprised because he saw me Sat-Sun, and was coming back literally two days after!  Omg how is he so amazing?!  *gush* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even came to see me Tuesday night (at like 1ish) to say good night!  Like wow, seriously I must have done something extraordinary last life for Buddha to send me such an amazing person that adores me just as much as I do him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjvrOafP0qI/AAAAAAAAAmk/KOVQ93uTppw/s1600-h/024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjvrOafP0qI/AAAAAAAAAmk/KOVQ93uTppw/s400/024-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349127615293674146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at our matching beads!&lt;br /&gt;We're always touching, even when he's driving. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We didn't do much on Wednesday, it was more about spending time with each other!  We went and got farm fresh eggs (which are so delicious and gignormous...  Ask Andy, he was impressed!)  He cooked me breakfast, then I gave him a manicure!  Bye bye uneven, rough, untamed, nails and cuticles!  Then we we cuddled up on the couch and kissed... a lot!  haha  (I can't believe I share so much on here) and wow seriously I zone out every time I kiss him, not going to lie, he kisses like an ANGEL.  I get the happy fuzzy feeling and I get goosebumps, and of course the floating balloon feeling!  After we ran errands together and got my dad an ipod touch because he saw that both me and my lil bro got one, and said it was unfair.  haha  3 Ipod Touches in a span of 3 days?!  Yeah, my family is INSANE, I know!  After that we went to visit my dad and we went back to the place we had met as kids!  It was kind of unreal because we've known each other for so damn long, and have changed so much, but that little house is still the same!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back home and into the hot tub!  Omg it was so much fun!  We had deep conversation about our past relationships and now I feel so much closer to him.  I can't even explain our connection, and even if I could, I don't think the words I'd pick would do it justice.  I am just so happy, happy, happy, happy...  *Starts to float away again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to thank everyone so much...  I've been through so much since the start of this blog, and I've read every single encouraging and supportive comments/emails.  I am still so surprised that so many people care.  Another reason why I started this blog is because I don't have many friends in person.  They've all been pretty much bad to say the least and have betrayed me, so having you all is a blessing.  It even amazes Andy!  I wore my bikini that I got from &lt;a href="http://girlabouttown88.blogspot.com/"&gt;girlaboutown88&lt;/a&gt; in the hot tub and told Andy that a blogger had sent it to me, he was so surprised!  (And happy of course to see me in a inny weeny bikini haha)  Thanks again girl!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I'm doing a FOTD Sunday since I now have it off! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;2-I started crying when Andy left @ 3am.  Unfortunately he forgot his glasses and I had to get them and he caught me.  owf.&lt;br /&gt;3-I'm so excited to see Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince next month!  YAYAYA! &lt;br /&gt;4-I think the Ipod Touch is seriously one of the greatest inventions of all time.&lt;br /&gt;5-My parents are having an outdoor kitchen build so my dad can teach Andy how to wok cook!&lt;br /&gt;6-I need to repaint my nails.  They are all chipped.  But luckily it's a light color and not very noticeable. &lt;br /&gt;7-I just found out that my dad's lil bro, my uncle (not actually blood related) has cancer.  Pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;8-My tummy hurts :(&lt;br /&gt;9-I feel like baking cookies for some strange reason.&lt;br /&gt;10-I kind of have an urge to lighten my hair, even though I don't have the balls to go through with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-4921295966961777387?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4921295966961777387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4921295966961777387&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4921295966961777387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4921295966961777387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-gushing-about-andy-lol.html' title='More gushing about Andy...  lol'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjvn3-59RaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3QLRZ5IQjZE/s72-c/Andy%211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6823678985381189143</id><published>2009-06-15T20:10:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:20:53.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship update'/><title type='text'>So the "Whitest" Asian girl met the "Whitest" Black man...</title><content type='html'>Note: The title of this blog entry is not meant to offend anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as everyone knows that Andy and I saw each other this past weekend, and...  Everything went well!  My nervousness totally mirrored his!  I was trembling, I didn't eat at all that day, was flipping out, I had to say lots of Buddhist prayers to myself that day.&lt;br /&gt;I totally feared that he:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-wouldn't like me in person (I was at work, in my work clothes...  Not exactly glamorous and vixen looking for my man to arrive)&lt;br /&gt;-there would be no chemistry&lt;br /&gt;-he'd turn around and literally go back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nope!  He texted me, I went outside, and he was exactly how I had imagined him!  So handsome, so kind (I can see it in his eyes), he was there for me, just for me!  (Sorry Is Ham :P)  My mom came out to the restaurant to see him, she even made him twirl!  I don't know if he knows this, but she was totally checking out his butt, she loves men and butts--another reason why she knows a lot about football and always wins all the bets when she enters my uncle's betting pool!  Haha  She even made him fried rice which he remembered back from when we were kids!  Now I knew my mom wasn't a hard cookie to crack because she's so loving and caring, and she loved him when he was little!  My dad on the other hand doesn't really give a fuck.  If he doesn't like someone, he will let that person know.  But thankfully THEY HIT IT OFF!  My heart was literally doing jumping jacks and going CRAZY when they were conversating.  My dad even took him in his kitchen and showed him around and demonstrated his skills to Andy!  How sweet!  I was so happy I totally left them alone and cleaned and did my job (that I seriously neglected most of the week due to my inability to concentrate).  They even ended up racing--QUICK FIRE STYLE!  My dad took out two stalks of celery and wanted to see how fast he could cut!  Andy got 20 seconds, and my dad got 10 (but I think he slowed down on purpose, because I've seen him do it in 5-7 seconds).  Haha  So all was good, and Nu Nu Doll was a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we headed home where Andy got a tour of our property from my mom while I changed and got glamourfied!  :)  I wore a tight red rouched dress that I had gotten from Express in December with black strappy gladiator style heels (5 inchers), and I threw in a white Trench from Guess just in case.  When Andy saw me I don't think he realized that he had said "WOW" outloud, but my mom was sure to point that out to me when I got home at 2AM.  haha.  Waterfire was a hit, it was so romantic, and I DID NOT TAKE PICTURES.  Why?  Well first of all because I want to keep some things private, and it's sort of sacred to me.  Does that make sense?  It was our time together, our FIRST real time together, so I wasn't going to fuss over pics and what-not.  There will be pictures soon though, promise.  Here are pics of the scenery though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjbk_FxyrwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZDqtgd-UTkg/s1600-h/wf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjbk_FxyrwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZDqtgd-UTkg/s400/wf1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347713380082953986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjblHyky-LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cpuylHiI-5E/s1600-h/wf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjblHyky-LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cpuylHiI-5E/s400/wf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347713529546995890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjblVujAheI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qGWeia07cb4/s1600-h/wf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjblVujAheI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qGWeia07cb4/s400/wf3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347713768983922146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjblk_MPAoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9O_F0BlsUb4/s1600-h/wf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjblk_MPAoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9O_F0BlsUb4/s400/wf4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714031149843074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were lots of couples, young, old, black, yellow (lmao). I caught a few Asians (I think they were FOBS or something) giving me dirty looks for kissing him, but whatever, I am not ashamed, they should be ashamed for having such a closed heart. Just because his skin is black doesn't mean his heart is bitch. I'm waiting for the day one of those ignorant people have the audacity to say something to me. That'll be the day she'll be so banged up her ethnic background won't be recognized by the naked eye. Grrr. I didn't let it bother me though... But seriously, if anyone ever comes to RI be sure to look up waterfire, it's so romantic, and an excuse to PDA like WHOA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waterfire was over we drove around, kissed, listened to each other's ipods, kissed, talked, kissed some more, and just enjoyed being with each other.  It was so refreshing, I felt so special (I still do!)  So I bet all of you are now wondering... where do we stand..?  Well around 2AM we became official, spoken for, whatever you want to call it, I am officially taken!  :)  I am so happy, I need to come up with a new word to describe this new found feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went out for brunch with his best mate Isham [pronounced Ice-shum], and it was so much fun!  They told me funny stories about how they'd tortured Andy's little brother and convinced him that he was actually 2 years younger than he had thought.  Poor kid.  HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to BAHHHHSTON!  lol.  Pink, if you're reading this, I was looking around for you, in hopes that I would randomly bump into you!  haha  I didn't though!  :(  We shopped around, and I ended up buying an ipod touch!  My mom saw that I had kidnapped his ipod touch the night before and yelled at me, but then gave me money to buy my own.  I came up with the idea to let Andy take my ipod and put songs on it for me and to make it special just for me!  Yay!  haha  Those things are soo cool, I am so excited to rock it and brag to anyone who will listen, and when I say everyone, I am even going to brag to the deli man that cuts my Provolone and it just so happens he has a crush on me too.  "MY BF PUT SONGS ON MY IPOD JUST FOR ME, JUST FOR MEEEEEEEEE, OH, AND HE'S GOING TO BE A LEGENDARY COOK TOO!  HAH"  I am so annoying, I know.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Boston, we headed back to his house and I met his family.  His mom is the sweetest and so hardworking, I could see it in her hands and eyes.  She's so friendly too, omg I had to hug her!  haha  His brother thinks I'm hot, his words were "DAMN" haha.  And his sister is the cutest little thing ever, she's only 9, and she's so witty and intelligent!!!  Their house is beautiful too, nice and quiet, like my house, but better!  :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good bye for now &lt;/span&gt;was the hardest part.  (I am seeing him next Wednesday!)  I don't know how long I kissed him for...  Or how many times for that matter.  His kisses feel so good, I can't count to three, I can't think, I am like a balloon floating into outer space, that's exactly how I feel.  He's extraordinary, amazing, sweet, gentle, just thinking that I found him brings me to tears and makes me feel like I seriously did something right last life for Buddha to let me find such a wonderful man like him.   Somewhere between me sitting on his lap kissing him, looking into his eyes, we ended up in the driveway...  He picked me up onto his toes and danced with me!  haha  LIKE TWILIGHT! :)  And like Bella I cannot dance, and he' determined to change that.  *cringes at the thought*  He's more than I've ever hoped for, and that connection is just there.  I've dated guys before, that's not a secret, but not one of them can hold a candle to Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-We're always touching, we even hold hands in the car, and he kisses my hand.  :)&lt;br /&gt;2-I refuse to wear my sunglasses around him-I love looking into Chocolate Daddy's eyes too much. 3-Andy has three spice girl songs on his ipod...  lmao.&lt;br /&gt;4-I love the way Andy dressed, so clean cut, and omg he looks fabulous without trying.  I on the other hands have to put some work into it.&lt;br /&gt;5-Andy signed up for a Sephora Insiders Card--he buys his face products there.  Ahh so hot.&lt;br /&gt;6-I'm seeing him again next Wednesday!  yay&lt;br /&gt;7-On the way home this blue card sped in front of us and screamed and waved to Andy.  I am pretty sure they were congratulating their fellow black brother on landing an Asian girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8-Look @ this: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjbm2X32FUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RuiYSVkZXGk/s1600-h/fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjbm2X32FUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RuiYSVkZXGk/s400/fan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347715429344613698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9-I bought the latest issue of Cosmo today.  muahaha.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10-I want a new pair of heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;My parent's got a 8-10 seater hot tub on Saturday, it's all set up, and whoo can you smell some fun, or is it only me?  ;)  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaimie aka Wifey quotes: 8-10 seater=20 midget hot tub.  haha  I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6823678985381189143?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6823678985381189143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6823678985381189143&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6823678985381189143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6823678985381189143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-whitest-asian-girl-bet-whitest-black.html' title='So the &quot;Whitest&quot; Asian girl met the &quot;Whitest&quot; Black man...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sjbk_FxyrwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZDqtgd-UTkg/s72-c/wf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-8056872272026712852</id><published>2009-06-12T00:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:50:24.146-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Prelude'/><title type='text'>From the Mind of the Prince to the Republic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHd_nnSjEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/0YXlry2DEd4/s1600-h/DSCI0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You know before I say anything I think its proper to give respect where its due, props where its owed (And pixie sticks to small children while there parents aren’t looking) what I’m speaking of is giving the major kudos to the person that has easily caressed my world, like butter on a warm biscuit. A person who I feel must be addressed as woman because it takes one to contain as much heart as she holds. I assure you its there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m quite aware there is an amazing following for this shining ball of inspiration, and when I say inspiration imagine the word about 60 feet high in purple neon lights because that’s exactly what’s pouring out of my ears every time I speak to her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(this is the part where all the guys obsessing over her start googling my address so they can come one by one and kick me in the sweet spot, when in secret I’ve been baking waffles all day to distract their simple mommy’s boy minds while I knick all their stuff…its all part of the plan…where was I again?) Too right, I speak of course of someone who’s clearly captured your attention for the last several months time and time again. Also being the exact reason I have gotten onto her blog page oh so Ninja style and sent a lil message of my own. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You see a few weeks back she persuaded me (And when I say persuaded I mean threatened my life) to start a blog of my own, so this is a small Appetizer for what may come, but what ever comes from it, I’ll do nothing else but thank her for tapping (I say tapping in a clean way) into the well balanced and slightly fruity mind of Andy Lunique. I have more of a “Verbal Graffiti” kind of style in which I write random things in random places (more bars in more places) just to see if I can get a random passer by interested…..or laughing, or maybe just courageous enough to use their own words in this pool of the most erect of dicks in self righteous hateful blogs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first thing I noticed was how much love and heartfelt attention she gets within a matter of hours, and all she does is pour her heart out. ( I would like to name her fans “Nu Republic” from here on out). I was more interested in reading your responses rather than doing anything else important, like you know running the restaurant like I’m paid to do, or eating breakfast, or making a gun that shoots lemons, but no matter what the task I hardly cared, I just wanted to read! Its amazing to breath and experience such a person! I understand why your all here now! (However I will be stealing some of you for waffle testing, applications are on my future blog site please be advised)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now seeing as how I’m already a whore to the internet (I’m the black one with the hat that has a cooking problem) , my introduction done by this Empress, was nothing short of jaw dropping. (this also taught me never to dare her to do anything). But I caught myself realizing that I’m now not eating, staying up late thinking, unable to focus on work, smiling from the inside until it just raises my cheeks on their own, and losing all track of time. At this time there are only two options, I must see a doctor and question my habits (And why I love gummy bears so much) or simply drive my ass back to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:place&gt; and kiss her within seconds of seeing her again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Drastic I know, random I know, dangerous oh believe me I know; and I wouldn’t have it any other way. To live your life like this is to live. The blood is coursing through my veins wondering and anticipating the moment I get to touch her. Considering every insane emotion is going to explode within a matter of seconds, the intensity of two pairs of eyes staring for a second, the loss of breath, the absence of sound, and the overture of heat… it’s…. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just so very delicious. I can’t tell you ‘ill be driving legal speed limits to get there on time, but just know it will take an act of God (pick anyone you want) to stop me; because to find someone who makes everyone else you were even interested in seem like pawns compared to kings, means that God is also telling you something huge. I try not to ignore things like that. So I will be taking her from you for a time, I apologize for it now but I’ll make it up to her fans somehow, but truly, you all belong to her, so I’ll take good care of her, as best as I can. Until my future world domination, im eager to meet a new audience…and I’m eager to kiss her. Now she and everyone knows it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheers to you all= The Nu Republic&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andy. (Aka: Insert new nick name here)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Without Wax*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-8056872272026712852?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8056872272026712852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8056872272026712852&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8056872272026712852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8056872272026712852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-mind-of-prince-to-republic.html' title='From the Mind of the Prince to the Republic'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHd_nnSjEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/0YXlry2DEd4/s72-c/DSCI0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-986963595833939512</id><published>2009-06-11T11:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:00:16.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>What I got to wake up to today.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjEx97plJgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_QyuC7eljrA/s1600-h/046a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjEx97plJgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_QyuC7eljrA/s400/046a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346109172719363586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'll be posing w/ lots of flowers since our property has tons of flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which are all beginning to bloom!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flowers...  You remind me of things that not enough people appreciate because they are too busy or selfish...yet when you take the time to hold one..realize all it's colors.  Inhale all the aroma and remember that this is one among thousands that gives you the feeling of calmness.  Inspiration and all loss of time.  Then you see how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; just one flower can be...  That's what you remind me of.  Good morning sweetie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Andy (future culinary legend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, how could a girl NOT have a good day after waking up to such a sweet message like that?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  I love the way he tells me good morning, it's so much better than the generic "good morning, lets fuck" kinda greetings like I've got in the past.   When I said he's good with his words like he is with food, I wasn't joking.  Let me tell everyone though, his words have such deep meaning, they not only make me smile, they make me glow.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone.  Andy says hi to everyone and thanks for being so supportive.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-986963595833939512?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/986963595833939512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=986963595833939512&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/986963595833939512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/986963595833939512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-got-to-wake-up-to-today.html' title='What I got to wake up to today.  :)'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjEx97plJgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/_QyuC7eljrA/s72-c/046a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-8688617146521558934</id><published>2009-06-10T18:26:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:52:44.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introducing Andy. :)'/><title type='text'>MMM...CHOCOLATE.</title><content type='html'>Yeah so everyone here knows that I love love love white guys and I always mention finding prince charming and yada yada yada.  Well basically that talk is going to stop RIGHT THIS INSTANT.  No more white boy dreams, no more dreams of twinkie kids (Asian + Caucasian), no moreeee!  *waves* *throws the finger up for the hell of it too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjBHAznLD1I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZjoPkIzHX8Q/s1600-h/018%3B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjBHAznLD1I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZjoPkIzHX8Q/s400/018%3B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345850836868861778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^^See, I look happier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.  Why?  Because I found someone not only amazing and blunt and honest just like me, but I found a chef.  Yes I said it.  I know you ladies on here will appreciate a chef because well we all basically commit the same sin like all the time: Gluttony.  muahaha.  So not only is he a chef, but he is a TOP CHEF.  Like the fucking tv show!  I know, I know, I am going to like gain that 50+ lbs back.  :(  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjA1NUuAEWI/AAAAAAAAAkc/QW1ls58ggQY/s1600-h/andy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjA1NUuAEWI/AAAAAAAAAkc/QW1ls58ggQY/s400/andy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345831260705001826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ANDY!  aka Chocolate Daddy!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Only I can call him that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 years old, was accecpted to compete in Top Chef--He's just waiting to be placed in for the right season.  He now works in NJ at a Nordstroms with the position of Executive Chef(what an accomplishment!)&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Colors: Stryker Blue &amp;amp; Silver&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Zodiac Sign: Ox&lt;br /&gt;Element: Wood&lt;br /&gt;Random Fact: My laugh gives him goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Likes: me, Nu Nguyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS!  Ok so I grew up with Andy, we basically have the same extended Italian family, and yeah... one thing led to another and I now adore  CHOCOLATE!  yes yes yes! ;)  BLASIAN, BLACKANESE KIDS, HERE I COME!!!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more about him, I haven't seen him since I was a teenager, lets say about 12 or 13 years old, so it's been a number of years.  I'm going to see him this weekend, and I feel like a little girl...  My stomach hurts, I can't sleep, I pick at my food and end up playing with it more than eating it, I have weird chest problems where I have to take a few breaths and close my eyes to collect myself...  Not to mention my cell phone is like permanently attached to me when I'm awake and I also find myself placing it next to me before I go to sleep...  I NEED TO SEE A DOCTOR PLEASE!!!  THERE ARE LIKE CHANGES GOING ON...  Do you think I'm suffering from early menopause with all these emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;{Why I am attracted to him edition}&lt;br /&gt;1-He's genuine.  He's not just another guy trying to get with me, he actually wants to know about me and why I am the way I am.  Which is greatly appreciated because I've been through hell!&lt;br /&gt;2-He can cook (I totally inherited my moms love for chefs)&lt;br /&gt;3-He's just so easy to talk to...  I was going through the "People you May Know" section on FB and came across him, clicked add, and luckily he accecpted!&lt;br /&gt;4-Driven, and goal oriented!  He knows what he wants, he knows where he's at at this moment in time, and has plans, big plans.&lt;br /&gt;5-Poet.  He uses words prolly just as well as he handles his food...&lt;br /&gt;6-Respectful, and maybe I am saying this too soon, but I feel like he would never take advantage of my kindness like the exes.&lt;br /&gt;7-He likes anime like me!!!  I usually don't mention the anime thing to any guys because I don't want to sound like a weirdo with no life, but he digs it too!&lt;br /&gt;8-HE LIKES TRANCE AND METAL!  WHAT WHAT WHATTTTT!  Do you ladies even know how hard it is to find someone who likes both of those generes?&lt;br /&gt;9-We seem to understand eachother.  When he tells me a story about work I can immediately relate to how he must of felt in that situation.  I feel like he can relate to me too.  He even offered to back me up when I wanted to chop off my dads biz partners limbs off.  I mean come on, how sweet.  haha  (twisted, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;10-His dreams and aspirations are just so admirable.  These days people are not only negative, but they just learn to accept their shitty situation and not do anything about it.  Andy refuses to do that though, he wants to make a mark in culinary history, and I do believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my walls are slowly disncinerating and it's beginning to feel like they never existed, that they never needed to be built in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh.  So anyways(it's so easy to get sidetracked when thinking about Andy), the point of this entry was to introduce everyone to someone special to me.  Someone so special that I am handing over my blog to him.  Giving him the freedom to write "graphetti" on my blog.  He might blog about Victoria's Secret (I am dead serious), he might blog about seriously injuring his dishwasher at the restaurant, he might blog over how cute I am?  hahaha  Who knows!  So be prepared to read about a newer Nu, a happier Nu, and also a little from Andy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I guess there's no need for my disguises now huh? ^_^  Actually I take the back, I'll keep my disguises for when Andy's not around!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjBDGjalPEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dTsb8w0U_Tw/s1600-h/074stache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjBDGjalPEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dTsb8w0U_Tw/s400/074stache.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345846537553787970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-8688617146521558934?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8688617146521558934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8688617146521558934&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8688617146521558934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8688617146521558934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/mmmchocolate.html' title='MMM...CHOCOLATE.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjBHAznLD1I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZjoPkIzHX8Q/s72-c/018%3B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6853015745318500927</id><published>2009-06-10T00:55:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:06:06.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eki&apos;s cosplay contest'/><title type='text'>Eki's Cosplay Contest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si89GZu8mZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/x2Z8mnE8Zwg/s1600-h/Picnik+collage1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si89GZu8mZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/x2Z8mnE8Zwg/s400/Picnik+collage1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345558462908373394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si8-5rU2ZQI/AAAAAAAAAkE/TmFzRlrHF5E/s1600-h/Picnik+collage4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si8-5rU2ZQI/AAAAAAAAAkE/TmFzRlrHF5E/s400/Picnik+collage4a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345560443315709186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si9BCDbK4rI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3Io3wt3mmiU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si9BCDbK4rI/AAAAAAAAAkU/3Io3wt3mmiU/s400/Picnik+collage2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345562786246877874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Products Used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si8_3Rwld1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/7zdK59cTh3E/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si8_3Rwld1I/AAAAAAAAAkM/7zdK59cTh3E/s400/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345561501604607826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Products used:&lt;br /&gt;Urban Decay Cream Shadow in Whipped&lt;br /&gt;Urban Decay Liquid Liner in Oil Slick&lt;br /&gt;MAC MSF in Med. Plus&lt;br /&gt;MAC MSF in Petticoat&lt;br /&gt;NARS blush in Crazed&lt;br /&gt;Pigment Sample of Pearl Violet-thanks Javy!&lt;br /&gt;MAC Lipstick in Angel&lt;br /&gt;MAC DazzleGlass in Steppin Out&lt;br /&gt;MUFE Smokey Lash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(I've been challenging myself lately and trying to use less make up because 1- I really don't want to become one of those bimbos that wear too much make up, and 2- It's just easier to be natural.  I am afan of glamming it up, but lately I am content with next to nothing kind of make up.  ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you liked my entry&lt;a href="http://ekimura.blogspot.com/"&gt; Eki&lt;/a&gt;!  Thanks so much for hosting such a fun contest, I had so much fun!  Oh, and I made my own character just in case anyone was wondering.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note to self: Don't go out to the supermarket dressed up like this, creeps STARE AT YOU!  Gross!  It's kind of annoying in my town, so there aren't many Asians, and yeah I get noticed...  Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;This was my 100th blog entry!  whooooo!&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/7960017084707755215-6853015745318500927?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6853015745318500927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6853015745318500927&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6853015745318500927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6853015745318500927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/ekis-cosplay-contest_6684.html' title='Eki&apos;s Cosplay Contest.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si89GZu8mZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/x2Z8mnE8Zwg/s72-c/Picnik+collage1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-1929690770647276920</id><published>2009-06-09T18:43:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:20:34.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood tag'/><title type='text'>Baby Self Tag.</title><content type='html'>My &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi DSK&lt;/a&gt; tagged me and bugged me until I finally went through my albums and scanned in some baby pics! So here it is everyone! :) I was so cute huh? ;) I tag &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;! I want to see everyone's baby pics! NOW NOW NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7stAprLBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/F-0X7PikXlI/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7stAprLBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/F-0X7PikXlI/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345470065748421650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was only a few months here!  I was known for my big eyes and chubby cheeks!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7nIF0O3tI/AAAAAAAAAi8/r0mtgG4snqo/s1600-h/scan0009b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7nIF0O3tI/AAAAAAAAAi8/r0mtgG4snqo/s320/scan0009b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463933921582802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my parents bought me a lot of toy phones...  That's prolly why I feel naked without my phone now. ugh.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7m8ZmIrrI/AAAAAAAAAis/FZZ9J0rkqFo/s1600-h/scan0007b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7m8ZmIrrI/AAAAAAAAAis/FZZ9J0rkqFo/s320/scan0007b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463733072735922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you I was a ninja!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7m3Ig7uLI/AAAAAAAAAik/UhYmmc5vESA/s1600-h/scan0006.jpgb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7m3Ig7uLI/AAAAAAAAAik/UhYmmc5vESA/s320/scan0006.jpgb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463642588166322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought me that dress.  It cost $50!  (My mom's picks were always less. haha Cheapo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mw2vAQoI/AAAAAAAAAic/qr4vEuVae8w/s1600-h/scan0005b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mw2vAQoI/AAAAAAAAAic/qr4vEuVae8w/s320/scan0005b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463534736130690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running around like crazy at the park having fun so my dad wasn't able to take pictures!  So my mom bought a stuffed rabbit and put it in a tree...  Ugh I just found out about this today, I've always thought that that was a real rabbit!  LIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mdZeIRDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/p_fBRxHgwCI/s1600-h/scan0004b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mdZeIRDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/p_fBRxHgwCI/s320/scan0004b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463200463209522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, this is my cake!  And yes, I got to have a WHOLE CAKE!  (Indulging in the sin of gluttony at an early age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mXodGogI/AAAAAAAAAiE/M8Vo6DgCzAc/s1600-h/scan0003b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mXodGogI/AAAAAAAAAiE/M8Vo6DgCzAc/s320/scan0003b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463101406224898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was into roleplay at an early age!  haha  This was at my dentists office.  (He's still my dentist!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mMkfHptI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_DAat7vqQEY/s1600-h/scan0002b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mMkfHptI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_DAat7vqQEY/s320/scan0002b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345462911362377426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was such a trouble maker. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mE_bWv7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/sRz1QQ_phtM/s1600-h/scan0001b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7mE_bWv7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/sRz1QQ_phtM/s320/scan0001b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345462781155393458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plotting WORLD DESTRUCTION.  haha I love this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7nNFNCL1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/BHtNGoO81FM/s1600-h/scan0010b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7nNFNCL1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/BHtNGoO81FM/s320/scan0010b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345464019656519506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Head Start Graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed that little flash back!  I can't wait to have kids, I am dieing to know what they'll look like, and to find out what their passions are.  haha.  (Thinking totally ahead, no kids anytime soon though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I spent like $20 on Asian snacks today to send people.  haha  The lady totally judged me!  ahaha&lt;br /&gt;2-Jaime my wifey told me that she likes my face because a heart shaped face is both demure and feminine.  :)  yay I don't feel like a bobble head anymore! (Well at least not a lot...)  ily wifey!&lt;br /&gt;3-I am watching the Vietnamese news, it must be cool being a news anchor.&lt;br /&gt;4-My customer came in wearing a bright Aqua colored polo and I complimented him on the color of it only to find out he was color blind.  Then he proceeded to ask me if he looked like a cupcake.  haha, his mom picked his shirt out...  (He's a 30 year old rock and roller.  lmao!)&lt;br /&gt;5-I really want a new bag, but I don't feel like wasting money on a big purchase like that.  Why must I have such expensive taste?  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Is it only me or is blogger a little slow?  WHERE ARE MY LADIES!&lt;br /&gt;7-I want waffles, chocolate chips ones please. &lt;br /&gt;8-I'm excited for the weekend!  Why is it that the week goes by fast if I dread the weekend, but then goes by sluggishly slow?!  ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;9-I poked Mickey (my cat) in the stomach and called it a panda belly and he slapped me.  :(  jerk.  lol&lt;br /&gt;10-I really think I have a nail polish problem...  I find myself buying new bottles like every week...  Both as presents and for myself.  ahh.  Time for rehab!  Smooches, Nu Nu Doll  P.S. Go buy my &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/2009/06/dsk-loves-twilight.html"&gt;necklace(s)&lt;/a&gt; that I co-designed with Steph!  They are Twilight inspired and beautiful, and she has 4 years to go before she finishes law school!  &lt;underline&gt;FUCKING SUPPORT HER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/underline&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-1929690770647276920?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1929690770647276920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=1929690770647276920&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1929690770647276920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1929690770647276920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-self-tag.html' title='Baby Self Tag.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Si7stAprLBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/F-0X7PikXlI/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-1578346102158228377</id><published>2009-06-03T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:19:21.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight inspired'/><title type='text'>Amber EOTD and stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiXvNtg9FZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AMcJztdD4OI/s1600-h/amber1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiXvNtg9FZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AMcJztdD4OI/s320/amber1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342939551780115858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiX2zVtnkxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/AHpzrxzb0Tc/s1600-h/134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiX2zVtnkxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/AHpzrxzb0Tc/s320/134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342947894807204626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So my Chi(Steph DSK) has been getting into Twilight, so I want to dedicate  my EOTD to her.  I did an Amber smokey eye that represents Edward Cullen's eyes when he's not thirsty...  ;)  I love you Chi!  YAY FOR BOTH BEING ON TEAM EDWARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiXw_8QW75I/AAAAAAAAAhc/p97HDkIs3v0/s1600-h/Amber2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiXw_8QW75I/AAAAAAAAAhc/p97HDkIs3v0/s320/Amber2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342941514242125714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh.  I feel pathetic.  It's been 6 months since I've parted with Ray and sometimes the thoughts and memories get to me STILL, and I cry.  It happened tonight when I was playing with my make up.  I came across his fave lipstick, and it was just rough.  Hopefully this will pass and I will be able to be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiX4mPcThlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Vi50qN7Ae0Q/s1600-h/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiX4mPcThlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Vi50qN7Ae0Q/s320/028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342949868808930898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And another one.  Steph can apparently tell I look a little sad in the eyes.  What do you ladies think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I forgot to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;2-Picnic is stupid because it didn't want upload my pics.&lt;br /&gt;3-I have a double tomorrow... FML.&lt;br /&gt;4-My ex apoligized about paying for that girls tuition yesterday and is very upset that I am mad at him.  hah.&lt;br /&gt;5-My hands are freezing!&lt;br /&gt;6-I am like totally getting obsessed with Twitter.  lol. &lt;br /&gt;7-I have been having issues falling asleep lately.  I think it's because there's so much on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;8-I have the option of going to Vietnam next year.  I am not sure if I want to go yet though.&lt;br /&gt;9-Shisem criss cross eye lashes are love.&lt;br /&gt;10-I found my HG Mascara...  MUFE's Smokey Lash.  Review coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-1578346102158228377?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1578346102158228377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=1578346102158228377&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1578346102158228377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1578346102158228377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/amber-eotd-and-stuff.html' title='Amber EOTD and stuff.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiXvNtg9FZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AMcJztdD4OI/s72-c/amber1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5082703026584503999</id><published>2009-06-01T19:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:54:05.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>You damn Twit!</title><content type='html'>I finally gave in...  I made a twitter account!  But for some reason it's not letting me upload a pic..?  lol  I'll figure it out, but in the mean time, add me ladies!  I'd love to talk to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NuNuDollie"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NuNuDollie"&gt;http://twitter.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="username_url"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NuNuDollie"&gt;NuNuDollie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="username_url"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="username_url"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="username_url"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="username_url"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5082703026584503999?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5082703026584503999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5082703026584503999&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5082703026584503999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5082703026584503999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-damn-twit.html' title='You damn Twit!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7128796989845538671</id><published>2009-06-01T01:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:06:11.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited to see this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="356" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="356" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha I am such a sucker, I totally got sucked into this...  I saw Twilight with my ex fiance and he was like omg I THOUGHT THIS WAS ABOUT VAMPIRES!  :)  haha  &lt;3  Vampires in love is just better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7128796989845538671?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7128796989845538671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7128796989845538671&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7128796989845538671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7128796989845538671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-excited-to-see-this.html' title='I&apos;m so excited to see this.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7719201338004049385</id><published>2009-05-29T17:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:16:36.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lotus car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Lotus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiBOTJpSHEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/9-jqlDX_lrU/s1600-h/lotus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiBOTJpSHEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/9-jqlDX_lrU/s320/lotus1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341355248974961730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lotus Exige 65,690- Not bad a price to drive donuts around assholes with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this car the other day(but it was orange and had no racing stripe).  It was too damn fast for me to take a picture of though.  The damn cars that people drive in Rhode Island and MA!  My ex drives a Ferrari (it's red and has MA plates, so feel free to egg it if anyone sees it...  *wink), and all my other exes drive expensive cars also, mini coopers, bmws, lexuses...lmao  Damn flashy New England! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, having a colorful imagination on top of my other gifts, I totally made a fantasy of myself in this car.  Me in a skin tight black dress, (I'm always commando in all my fantasies, lmao, it's sexier) black shoes that are 6 inches at least speeding through downtown in this car, passing the bars seeing a certain ex and slowing down so he can see my license plate "NuDoll."  lmao.  FUCKERRRR!  (Still tripping off my period, please excuse me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between the car pictured above and my car would be:&lt;br /&gt;-It would be hot pink, and maybe a silver racing stripe, I am not sure.  I don't give a damn, I'll get it custom painted, that how much I want hot pink.  I want something in your face, BOOM, NU IS HERE, caress yours balls, they're about to be colored blue. &lt;br /&gt;-My windows would be tinted.&lt;br /&gt;-I'd have glowy lights under my car (like Ray's car, but mine would be cooler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm insane, I know this. &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/7960017084707755215-7719201338004049385?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7719201338004049385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7719201338004049385&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7719201338004049385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7719201338004049385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/lotus.html' title='Lotus.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiBOTJpSHEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/9-jqlDX_lrU/s72-c/lotus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5970991338661596635</id><published>2009-05-29T11:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:48:59.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random update'/><title type='text'>Whoo...  Random Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiABWcME3_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/w0FOpd7TVp4/s1600-h/15288__rogue_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiABWcME3_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/w0FOpd7TVp4/s320/15288__rogue_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270643097001970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just hired a new girl, so it looks like I am going to be having my day off back sometime real soon!  Her name is Amber, and she's so sweet!  She's 17, and she looks like Rogue from X-men.  haha  No lie, she has the same hair too.  I told her that and she laughed at me.  I really want to give her a make over and paint her lips red.  But she's not into that.  haha.  She's actually a little Emo, but doesn't like to be sad all the time...  Ironic that she's going to be a waitress since Emo kids don't really like people...  haha.  I wonder how my kids will be when I have them...  Anyways, does that happen to anyone?  You meet someone who has so much potential and you just want to give them a make over to make them feel all sexy and hot and confident?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiACK4oVrII/AAAAAAAAAhE/sNxLiXpOwzo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SiACK4oVrII/AAAAAAAAAhE/sNxLiXpOwzo/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341271544084933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When my family orders sushi, we seriously order SO much that the&lt;br /&gt;people eating at the restaurant always ask us if we're having a party or something...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now that I got that out of my system...  I've been on a seafood kick lately, if it isn't sushi (from my friend's restaurant in which I get the hook up at), it's some kind of freshly caught fish-stripe bass or salmon.  I guess that's what's happens when ya live in the ocean state!  In a few more weeks my dad and I are driving up to the docks and buying tons of fresh lobster and crabs.  Mmm.  It's literally seafood season at my house right now!  My parents get mad at me though because they say I eat so little--I eat like a cat, I pick at everything.  I've always been like that, but now it's more picking, just healthier food.  haha.  I am odd, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-My pink crystal balls sees that I will be entering at least two contests soon!  :) yay&lt;br /&gt;2-I am at work right now, and it's all icky and rainy outside.&lt;br /&gt;3-I've been eating a lot of black sesame cereal lately-it's like a portiage, super yummy and apparently good for me.&lt;br /&gt;4-Nights have been the hardest for me lately, I've been getting really lonely, and trying super hard not to think of things thst would upset me.  ah.  Does anyone else get sad-ish at night?&lt;br /&gt;5-I need new black waitressing sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;6-I have the urge to ride on the back of a motorcycle or moped...  I miss Vietnam sometimes.  It's so freeing to close your eyes when you're on a motorcycle (when you're in the back of course) and just feel the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;7-Eddie ran away the other day.  Bad boy.  It was night time too!  Luckily my brother caught him.&lt;br /&gt;8-I really need to get Phloof eyeshadow from Mac, I swear I am the last person on the freakin planet that doesn't have it!&lt;br /&gt;9-My hands are super cold when it rains outside :(  I need prince charming to come so he'll warm my hands with his hands.&lt;br /&gt;10-I came up with the new response to give unwanted male suitors!  Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Male: Hey, can I have your number?  Take you out sometime? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: Do you have a penis?  (He's obv. going to say yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Male: Um..Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me: THEN I HATE YOU.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booyah, I'm clever, I know.  hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-5970991338661596635?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5970991338661596635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5970991338661596635&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5970991338661596635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5970991338661596635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/whoo-random-update.html' title='Whoo...  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Well this happened to me today!  My friend (also the only ex I have really remained friends with) pissed me off so bad today I don't think I ever want to talk to him again.  If there is one thing I hate, it's relationships of convience.  Ya'll heard me, FUCK FRIENDS.  I hate those kind of relationships, they're pointless, and someone always ends up hurt.  I also hate it when exes try to get some booty from me.  Ugh.  Anyway, he basically told me about his relationship of convience-he pays for this girls college tuition in exchange for sex every Tuesday (his only day off).  Like...WHAT THE FUCK?  What happened to love?  My ex is a wonderful man, how could he stoop so low?  He admits that he letting me go was a mistake, yada yada yada, so he can't and doesn't want an emotional relationship with anyone else.  Are you serious, your pathetic love life is a result of me?!  Am I jealous?  Of course not, but it hurts me to see such a wonderful man who has so much to offer become someone who I feel like I don't know anymore.  To me sex should be shared with someone you love, someone you care about, not someone you PAY for.  That just saddens me more than it angers me.  I just thought I'd share that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Shxcoz59V2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/KXKsmQmS6qE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Shxcoz59V2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/KXKsmQmS6qE/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340245114352392034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look like a deer in the headlights in this pic. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I got that off my chest, I wanted to show everyone how I do my make up mostly everyday.  Very minimal, very simple, and no I don't wear falasies everyday.  I also rock the stud for my lipring everyday.  It's more discreet.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-My cramps are so bad I didn't even have the energy to eat today.  eh&lt;br /&gt;2-I love how when I wanted to be tan I never did, and now that I want to maintain my coloring I get tan.  FUCK MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;3-I've been having some bad dreams lately.  :(&lt;br /&gt;4-Javy aka Scarlet Empress sent me some love today.  Thanks darling!  I love everything, and omg I haven't had fruit roll ups since I was a little kid!&lt;br /&gt;5-I have a dirty mind, dirtier than most men I think. &lt;br /&gt;6-My mom bought me the ABRocket because I really want better Abs.  lol&lt;br /&gt;7-I actually don't have a crush on anyone right now...  It's odd.  I wonder who has a crush on me.  haha.  It's prob. because I am too busy and have no time for bullshit right now.&lt;br /&gt;8-Today I drove by my best friend in highschool's house and reminised about highschool and how much fun it was while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;9-My mom got me two new bracelets the other day with bells on them so I can piss everyone off with the noise.  muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;10-My dad took me to the jewlery store the day after and bought me a diamond and white gold pendant of Quan Yin for no apparent reason at all.  What a nice surprise, I am loved and spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-8956725237596164572?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8956725237596164572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8956725237596164572&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8956725237596164572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8956725237596164572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-happened-to-love.html' title='What happened to love?'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Shxcoz59V2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/KXKsmQmS6qE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-9111794296133530514</id><published>2009-05-22T11:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:26:33.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Princess's Frustrations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbDdDCZSFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E1tkSuDohX4/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbDdDCZSFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E1tkSuDohX4/s320/princess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338669312093276242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I do own a tiara...  Many in fact.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not easy being a princess...  It isn't easy having to smile big and constantly act like I'm happy when I want to roll up in the fetal position and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; be bothered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling well as of the moment, I feel like I am overly exhausted (I usually fall asleep in the car on the way home from work, even if I only have to work 1/2 day).  Clarification:  my dad drives home, so no need to worry, I am not falling asleep at the wheel.  I also have insanely horriable cramps and body aches.  My boobs hurt too.  haha  Sorry if that's TMI, but they never used to hurt when I was PMSing at all!  Ahhh.  Is this a new thing?  If so, then it fucking sucks.  Last but not least ALLERGIES, I hate allergies.  I can't stop sneezing, and I feel like my face is puffy looking.  I even changed my Facebook default to me making a blow fish face to represent how I feel as of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that aside, I don't understand why people feel the need to bother me.  I am a friendly person, but must my friendliness get mistaken for sexual attraction?  I was out with my PARENTS at a sushi restaurant that my friends own, and seriously the men in there couldn't stop looking, my parents thought it was hilarious, but I wanted to rub wasabi into their eyes because I wanted to eat my sushi boat in fucking peace!!!  I love sushi and sashimi btw.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note though, my dad wants to open another restaurant, and we have a lot in mind that we're going to buy.  :)!  I will also be apprenticing with a master sushi chef to learn the whole trade.  I won't be working as a sushi chef or anything, but I have a love for learning, and also our new restaurant will include sushi on the menu...  I need to know what my sushi chefs are doing in order to supervise them.  haha.  My dad calls my mom Boss Lady, and me Boss Daughter aka Trouble maker, and Jr. Troublemaker.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad knows I am hurting from cramps right now, and he just offered to cook me something sour or sweet or my choice.  He said good food will make me feel better.  I love him, he's awesome when he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are my new disguises to ward aggainst unwanted male attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbEJbpKCUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Nu33Ph-aJK8/s1600-h/princess2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbEJbpKCUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Nu33Ph-aJK8/s320/princess2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338670074612549954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbQCTjwjpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IVu75B0v_hI/s1600-h/princess3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbQCTjwjpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/IVu75B0v_hI/s320/princess3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338683146322874002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbSAsAnArI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pDmQIKBSZnU/s1600-h/princess4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbSAsAnArI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pDmQIKBSZnU/s320/princess4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338685317549851314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you ladies think?  Will it work?!!  This guy who is my friend messaged me on FB the other day and asked me why I never text/call/message him.  Um seriously dude?  Don't you think that is self explanatory?  I thought females were the needy ones!  GROW SOME BALLS PUSSY FACE!!!!  I DON'T WANT TO DATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-My dad prides himself in the fact that our last name "Nguyen" was actually not changed.  That's right, my grandmother in Vietnam has documentation that we were one of the originals.  I always tell my dad that it doesn't really matter though.  haha. NO ONE CARES BA, NO ONE CARES.&lt;br /&gt;2-I get so many strange friend requests on FB, but when I get a familiar face (like Aimee aka &lt;a href="http://vietxpinay.blogspot.com/"&gt;VietxPinay&lt;/a&gt; I get so happy!  haha)&lt;br /&gt;3-I keep getting the chills.  I really hope I don't have swine flu.  lmfao.  JOKING!&lt;br /&gt;4-I want to start Vlogging.&lt;br /&gt;5-Lola found my lost diamond earring the other night!&lt;br /&gt;6-I'm loving Urban Decay's cream eyeshadows right now, they're so soft and blendable!&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm going to hold a summer giveaway soon.  :)&lt;br /&gt;8-The brown is already starting to show in my hair.  Ahhh I am too lazy to dye it again.  DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;9-Lilac is my new favorite color to paint my nails.  I'm loving OPI's Do you lilac it?&lt;br /&gt;10-This guy I grew up with found me on FB and wants to date me because I got "gorgeous."  AHHH It never ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;GO BUY &lt;a href="http://dskjewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;DSK JEWLERY&lt;/a&gt; OR I'LL CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON YO' ASS.  K, Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-9111794296133530514?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/9111794296133530514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=9111794296133530514&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/9111794296133530514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/9111794296133530514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/princesss-frustrations.html' title='Princess&apos;s Frustrations.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ShbDdDCZSFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E1tkSuDohX4/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2890780508303089273</id><published>2009-05-21T00:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:11:24.676-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an old friend'/><title type='text'>An old friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my friend Marshall, whom I've known since the 6th grade.  He's an amazing poet, a performer, and one of the only people I consider a friend.  You've come a long way buddy.  :)  And no, he doesn't know I posted this.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="169"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ugM7JzFnSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ugM7JzFnSo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="169"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2890780508303089273?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2890780508303089273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2890780508303089273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2890780508303089273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2890780508303089273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-friend.html' title='An old friend.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5257266056662427592</id><published>2009-05-17T11:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:21:06.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work dilemma'/><title type='text'>I feel wanted.  haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just got a phone call from my auntie telling me that her spa just got a phone call from clients that asked for me..?  It's been years since I've done nails, and people are looking for me?!  What what?  haha.  They are having a wedding, and they want me to do their whole wedding party (I did the girl's sister's wedding party 2 years ago)  So now my aunt is begging me to go work for a few hours on Friday to help her out.  I think there are like 8 ladies that specifically asked for "the little Asian girl".  Funny because I still have the same habit of not revealing my name.  I like to remain mysterious.  ;)  Right Jaime?!  hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you ladies think?  Make some extra money on Friday morning, then go directly to the restaurant for the rest of the day?  Keep in mind I have a double Sat and Sun also.  hmmm.  Is it worth it?  I don't really care about the money to be honest, but to have a wedding party specifically want me, I feel like I need to help...  I'm thinking about it, I can always use that extra dough to hold another giveaway.  hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I read one of my customers palms yesterday--I only know the basics.  But I sort of zoned out and rambled on about how he was a lonely kid and was basically left alone, and also has no one to depend on.  Funny part: he never told anyone but his family (kids and gf) that he was an orphan growing up. &lt;br /&gt;2-I need to re-paint my nails tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;3-I had a dream I bought Darkness Lashes.  Random, I know.&lt;br /&gt;4-I woke up in the middle of the night crying for no reason at all.  (I'm fine btw)&lt;br /&gt;5-I've sneezed so many times this morning!  :(&lt;br /&gt;6-Lola loves Vietnamese Opera, she seriously howls along with the singers.  haha&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm dieing to do a FOTD!  Tomorrow hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;8-I think someone should buy me a house in Cali.  I really wana go to Cali, all the cool people are there.  Specifically SF because Jaime aka &lt;a href="http://jdollaga.blogspot.com/"&gt;JDoll&lt;/a&gt; is there, she's awesome and beautiful.  And and and, we're going to go on a misson to break as many hearts as possible. &lt;br /&gt;9-Eddie Spaghetti was mad at me last night and refused to sleep with me.  Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;10-I've been feeling a huge NARS craving as of lately...  Javy aka &lt;a href="http://scarletempress.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scarlet Empress&lt;/a&gt; even posted about the new Duos!  It's a sign I need to buy NARS ASAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5257266056662427592?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5257266056662427592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5257266056662427592&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5257266056662427592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5257266056662427592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-wanted-haha.html' title='I feel wanted.  haha'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7831971788056743608</id><published>2009-05-16T15:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:12:09.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vent'/><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8dUC6w_SI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VMv1hmS-vQM/s1600-h/koi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8dUC6w_SI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VMv1hmS-vQM/s320/koi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336516313675267362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(googled image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late aunt's favortie quote that she made me recite on a daily basis: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Fish live for water, people live for money."  &lt;/span&gt;True fucking story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I know I just blogged, but now I need somewhere to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vent&lt;/span&gt;, I am extremely pissed off.  I come from a very fortunate family.  I have the luxury of doing many things that the typical person really dreams about.  I do community service to give back, and I even work a regular non-luxurious job.  I do this so I stay grounded, so I stay close to my roots, so I don't become just another rich kid snob that flaunts her wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on now, where did all these gold diggers come from?  My parents worked hard for everything we have!  Now that we're pretty well off, everyone and anyone is kissing our asses, trying to get a piece?  I mean where the fuck did you come from?  Both family and friends are doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom suffered from a horrible car accident that changed our family forever!  I had to give up my childhood (I was 15 when it happened), I had to make sacrifices, I had to give up so much!  But that's okay, that's the path Buddha wanted me to go down, I am not complaining about that.  What I am complaining about is that no one cared to call, no one cared to see how we were.  But now that we're wealthy, suddenly people want to care?  I didn't realise that money was a fertilizer for compassion and a heart.  People have been baking us cakes, making me food, buying me jewelry (that I refuse to wear, I could care less, I'll donate it all, I don't give a fuck), people have even offered to come clean our house so I have to do less when I come home from a tired day of work.  Seriously?  Are you fucking serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell everyone one thing though, money isn't everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7831971788056743608?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7831971788056743608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7831971788056743608&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7831971788056743608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7831971788056743608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8dUC6w_SI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VMv1hmS-vQM/s72-c/koi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-139505254740570639</id><published>2009-05-16T14:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:13:46.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Sunglasses'/><title type='text'>My new love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8Ek5_-FwI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LV3ALbuRvxc/s1600-h/sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8Ek5_-FwI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LV3ALbuRvxc/s320/sunglasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336489115548260098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I bet everyone thought the title of this blog was referring to a male, but nope, these are my brand spanking new sunglasses.  I love them.  They are simple, chic, light weight, and I swear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt; made these just for me.  They suit me, and they fit my heart shaped face perfectly, and did I say I love them yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was actually in the store picking out sunglasses, I immediately went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt; ones.  I've always been drawn to them, maybe it's because I've always admired their beautiful advertisement in Vogue?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anway&lt;/span&gt;, the pair that I got was the second pair I tried on.  I went to pay for them and took put my wallet and paid cash.  The sales clerk's jaw opened (I carry a lot of cash on me, I don't like credit cards), and he asked me if I was an Asian mob's princess.  I just winked and said yes.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  I always get mistaken for either a mobster's daughter, if it were true though, I'd so have a bodyguard.  Is it only me or are people's imaginations very creative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually have very bad luck with sunglasses, so I never dish out much money on them because I either break them or loose them.  But this year I was determined to break my bad luck, I splurged and got these babies.  So far, I've been taking very good care of them!  I even bought insurance on them just in case I break them or something.  :)  I didn't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunglass&lt;/span&gt; insurance existed, but hey I'm sheltered.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sunglass&lt;/span&gt; hut, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that my mom loves mine so much, she is now on the search for her own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;prada&lt;/span&gt; sunglasses.  (Hopefully she doesn't get ones that are too similar to mine, so we can trade when we're bored.)  Not only are sunglasses fashionable, but they protect the delicate skin around your eyes so you don't get premature wrinkles!!!  (Another reason why I spent so much on sunglasses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I feel extremely&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt; when an Asian guy hits on me...  It's been happening a lot lately.  A Chinese guy the other day told me he could tell I have a good heart as well as a beautiful face.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt;...  Maybe it's because I am really white washed?&lt;br /&gt;2-I met someone.  :)  He's very nice.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-My dad was singing "You are my sunshine" to me the other day when it was raining out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't stop laughing!  It was so bad because I was trying to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;4-We're currently looking into opening another restaurant.  (We've basically become restaurant flippers/developers)&lt;br /&gt;5-Today is my dad's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;6-I haven't worked out as much as I wanted to this week.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; Stupid allergies, and working every single day!&lt;br /&gt;7-I love my black hair, I can't believe I used to rock other colors that black.&lt;br /&gt;8-Eddie Spaghetti aka the dirtiest puppy in the entire world is getting a bath tonight.&lt;br /&gt;9-My mom, dad, and I are going to try out a new sushi place Monday night!  I'm so excited, I've seen pics of the restaurant and the decorations are gorgeous!!!&lt;br /&gt;10-I am at work right now, and my dad is trying to get me to eat.  I think he wants me to be fat so I don't attract the opposite sex as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;A bland entry I know, but there's only so much I can blog about at work.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  I'll picture whore on Monday for sure though.&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/7960017084707755215-139505254740570639?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/139505254740570639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=139505254740570639&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/139505254740570639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/139505254740570639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-love.html' title='My new love.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sg8Ek5_-FwI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LV3ALbuRvxc/s72-c/sunglasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3808897443656535986</id><published>2009-05-13T15:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:14:17.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Loss'/><title type='text'>Time machine...(Picture heavy)</title><content type='html'>I am at work and forgot to charge my camera so that's why this entry doesn't include my haul from two days ago now...  I'll get to it....  Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I received such a positive response about my blog entry on working out, etc.  And sooo many people have said to me that they can't imagine me heavier, they can't imagine I ever looked different.  Well, after trying a zillion different passwords for my old Photobucket (all my passwords are random numbers and letters, so they are VERY easy to confuse), I finally got in!  Hopefully these pictures will inspire you ladies to live a healthier life and show you all that with a little hard work, dedication, you can to make a change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT: For diet tips, and more on my workout routine, please refer back to my blog entry.  &lt;a href="http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/dietwork-outa-healthier-life-routine.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go now...  Enjoy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsT_1Pw79I/AAAAAAAAAds/uT13rgpYtRI/s1600-h/Chub1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsT_1Pw79I/AAAAAAAAAds/uT13rgpYtRI/s320/Chub1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335380170896371666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Just turned 19 here, working full time at my aunty's nail salon and snowy white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Look at those cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgsj3xJe80I/AAAAAAAAAf0/5NrG5F63j3Y/s1600-h/Chub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgsj3xJe80I/AAAAAAAAAf0/5NrG5F63j3Y/s320/Chub2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335397624543376194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I just turned 20 here.  This was when I first met Ray (my ex, the navy boy)  He thought I was beautiful despite the chub I had.  He's actually the one who supported me when I first starting working out and making major changes in my eating habit.  Another reason why I randomly get sad and really miss him, he was there for me through a lot of obstacles in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsV4hMBpQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9yLT3ez-myI/s1600-h/Chub3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsV4hMBpQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9yLT3ez-myI/s320/Chub3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335382244276151554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Yes, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; had &lt;/span&gt;a tongue ring. I was also addicted to tanning, I went twice a week. My parents diagnoised me with "idenity issues" and my dad called me "racially confused" because I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;darker than this... lol.  Silly me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsWkW5JCZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CaIDZO6V8mA/s1600-h/Chub4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsWkW5JCZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CaIDZO6V8mA/s320/Chub4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335382997426833810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;April 08-I had just gotten back from Vietnam.  I lost around 15 lbs while I was there.  I owe it to my massuse who massaged my body to increase fat burn.  Those massages were hella painful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsXe_mU80I/AAAAAAAAAeU/p3rqAqp-eKI/s1600-h/Chub5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsXe_mU80I/AAAAAAAAAeU/p3rqAqp-eKI/s320/Chub5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335384004786189122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Summer 08-I was head over heels in love with Ray, about 6 months after we met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsYHAqBleI/AAAAAAAAAec/SSpDqrygsKw/s1600-h/Chub6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsYHAqBleI/AAAAAAAAAec/SSpDqrygsKw/s320/Chub6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335384692264900066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Oct. 09-I was really really happy, and gained back a few pounds.  Ray and I also had a "break" where I begun seeing someone else who took me out to eat too much.  (Gained 7 lbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsY5daJZhI/AAAAAAAAAek/sT5i10IYqGY/s1600-h/Chub7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsY5daJZhI/AAAAAAAAAek/sT5i10IYqGY/s320/Chub7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335385558976390674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nov. 09-I think I also gained because me rebound guy was pressuring me to get more serious.  (He actually proposed)  Owf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsZ5gA0zsI/AAAAAAAAAes/Sx6lfGPfvV8/s1600-h/lip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsZ5gA0zsI/AAAAAAAAAes/Sx6lfGPfvV8/s320/lip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335386659187117762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Single Againnnnn!  :)  I celebrated by piercing my lip.  Seriously.  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsbLrjnjAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/GTFbX1fcfnM/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsbLrjnjAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/GTFbX1fcfnM/s320/bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388071035112450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;My 21st Birthday.  (Dec. 26th)  Ray and I actually got back together and he ended up standing me up...  This picture was obviously taken before I cried my make up off.  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsdCE2Y-LI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4AEhs0c-d58/s1600-h/new1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsdCE2Y-LI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4AEhs0c-d58/s320/new1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390105049299122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgseC4Ugz0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/f2aJvHXVBAg/s1600-h/new2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgseC4Ugz0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/f2aJvHXVBAg/s320/new2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335391218377477954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Most Recent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change, it's a part of life.  For the good, for the bad, physically, emotionally, but there is one thing that I refuse to change or give up, and that's my integrity as a person, and my love for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgslZRaaxyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3yfhPl_l8hM/s1600-h/4234_106663305169_542835169_3190879_2235134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgslZRaaxyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3yfhPl_l8hM/s320/4234_106663305169_542835169_3190879_2235134_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335399299651651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This made my day yesterday...  Shirley, who I met on blogger left me the sweetest pic/comment on my fb wall!  Love you girl! **MUAH!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3808897443656535986?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3808897443656535986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3808897443656535986&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3808897443656535986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3808897443656535986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-machinepicture-heavy.html' title='Time machine...(Picture heavy)'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgsT_1Pw79I/AAAAAAAAAds/uT13rgpYtRI/s72-c/Chub1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4243680579266224239</id><published>2009-05-12T13:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:49:46.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Creeped out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly, I only have to work in the morning/afternoon today, so I will be posting another entry showing everyone what I got yesterday at the mall a little later.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgm2l5UZ_JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/BzUeh6AJwrc/s1600-h/Crystal+Ball+Girl+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgm2l5UZ_JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/BzUeh6AJwrc/s320/Crystal+Ball+Girl+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334995995754888338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I've mentioned before that I can sort of read people's futures/fortunes.  Well, that skill runs in my family, my dad's side to be more specific....  And I directly felt a change in my "sense" if you may when I visited my grandmother's house, and kneeled to pay respect to my grandfather's alter.  Since then, I've been able to see right through people, I've been able to weed out the bad ones in order to protect my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, a year later I feel like my sense has grown even stronger.  Not only can I see right through people and liars, but the things I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say &lt;/span&gt;come true.  Yeah, I know that sounds far fetched, but my grandfather also had the gift, along with my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my aunt passed away last year (I miss you aunty, RIP), and her ex husband lives in NJ, about 7 hours away from me.  Well, my mom was randomly wondering what he was up to(he was very old and didn't take care of himself), and one day I just randomly start talking about him, about his life, about his whereabouts and I told my mom I felt like he had just passed away.  A week later, we get a phone call and found out that he indeed had passed away.  Scary part?  I'd never met him, but I knew exactly where he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example is actually today.  My brother has had a tooth ache for a little over a week now, and was just waiting for the family dentist to find time to see him.  Well today before leaving for work I told him to prepare himself for a root canal.  (My parents yelled at me because they thought I was being cruel and trying to scare the little sucker)  Well, I just got a phone call and it turns out he does have a root canal.  Who would have known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's creepy that I've inherited a lot of my grandfather's gift whom I've never met before, but I feel like we're extremely close.  I feel so protected, I feel so fortunate to have such a great grandfather looking over me.  I feel like I can walk in the middle of traffic and be fine.  I've fallen down two flights of stairs when I was 1 1/2 and walked away with only a little scratch.   (I was of course rushed to the E.R. for a catscan anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all my cousins, I am the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; who has this special sense.!  Only a few of my uncles have the sense, and also my dad.  It is a little scary though because I am only 21 years old, and the things I see are sometimes scary, and they also make me sad.  The world we live in has so much evil, I am worried for my unborn kids.  Crazy and silly, I know.  I've also had very vivid dreams since I was a little girl, I used to dream of adventures that would  actually happen the next day.  haha  Everyone must think I am a crazy, but it's slow today at work, and I wanted to share a little more about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to everyone that left me such sweet and supportive comments/messages on my previous post.  I am so very fortunate to have found this community of wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to update later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&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/7960017084707755215-4243680579266224239?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4243680579266224239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4243680579266224239&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4243680579266224239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4243680579266224239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/creeped-out.html' title='Creeped out.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgm2l5UZ_JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/BzUeh6AJwrc/s72-c/Crystal+Ball+Girl+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-559077039599869930</id><published>2009-05-11T10:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:07:30.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>It's just one of those days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgg-bzMwdqI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2ZEeeqXLjOo/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgg-bzMwdqI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2ZEeeqXLjOo/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582405941458594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;Why can't you just hop out from the place you have in my heart, evaporate into the air and it'll be like we were never together, and the love I had for you never ever existed. :(  It will be like I never dreamed.  It will be like I never broke all my rules for you...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I am not suppose to let my asshole ex get to me, but how can I not?  I truly loved him and we had plans, so many plans for our future.  We talked about marriage, about children, we even discussed how he'd be away for a few months at a time on submarines.  We had been through so much together, envious family, long distance, he even helped me cope with a death I had in my family when we first met.  We were even in complete different countries at one point, but that didn't stop him from finding me(I was scared and pushed him far away emotionally).  He called my house, got my grandparents phone number (they live in Vietnam), and called me.  What did he call me for?  To ask me how&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was, to ask me about my day, just like he always had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved it when I got dressed up for him, he even requested falsies, smokey eyes, pink lips (he loved Angel lipstick by MAC on me the most), and he even loved my hair extensions.  He was proud to walk into places with me, held my hand, was protective, and was always sensitive to my emotions.  He was even very close to hurting his best friend (who was drunk) when he asked Ray if he could have a "turn" with me if you know what I mean...  He loved learning about Vietnamese culture, and also Buddhism, I used to send him webpages about Vietnamese traditions and he'd be fascinated!  :)  Those memories truly make me smile.  They also give me hope because I was fortunate enough to find someone I connected so deeply with, so there is someone out there who is even better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I am in a weird mood today.  I'm going in for some intense retail therapy today with my friend Nicole.  I'm hitting up Sephora, Nordy's, and Victoria's Secret.  Make up, and lingerie always seem to cheer me up.  I will get through this, I promise I will, just bear with the random sad contemplations ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Quickes for this entry, but I am almost certain I will update later on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-559077039599869930?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/559077039599869930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=559077039599869930&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/559077039599869930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/559077039599869930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-just-one-of-those-days.html' title='It&apos;s just one of those days...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sgg-bzMwdqI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2ZEeeqXLjOo/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6385024917831106644</id><published>2009-05-10T12:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:39:20.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG'/><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew someone was going to eventually tag me for this, but I was secretly hoping my name would slip from everyone's minds when they tagged people.  Obviously I was wrong.  Thanks&lt;a href="http://kissxmakeup.blogspot.com/"&gt; Danica&lt;/a&gt;, now everyone knows I didn't come out of the womb looking as good as I do in my banner.  lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgcAqar3ghI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1J2oOJg-vCQ/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgcAqar3ghI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1J2oOJg-vCQ/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334233012361462290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I look like roadkill, this was after I got home from work, and yeah.  &gt;.&lt;  My hair looks very short in this pic, but it isn't that short, promise.  Yeah I have a little zit above my lip, I look tired, and not to mention my eyelashes aren't curled.  DAMN STRAIGHT EYELASHES, YOU!  That's the real Nu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-FUCK ALLERGIES.&lt;br /&gt;2-I woke up with a migraine and my head hurts very bad...&lt;br /&gt;3-I don't wana go to work at 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;4-I'm a whiney little bitch today.  (Which explains Quickie 1-3)&lt;br /&gt;5-I recently discovered the best leave in conditioner like everrrrr!  Review coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;6-Lola (my Siberian Husky) beat me up 2 nights ago and I have scratches along with a bruise on my right arm.  Ouchies.&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm a bad liar, but good at hiding my emotions for the most part.  My friend Nicole visited me at work yesterday and couldn't tell that I've been lossing sleep over...  Hmm.  How do I put this nicely..?  Ah, yes, my past failed relationships. &lt;br /&gt;8-Chi Steph was texting me the whole time she was graduating.  muahaha MY CHI LOVES ME!&lt;br /&gt;9-Mommy made me Pho Bo which I am eating in .52 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;10-I want a bubble bath and a back rub now please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-6385024917831106644?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6385024917831106644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6385024917831106644&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6385024917831106644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6385024917831106644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgcAqar3ghI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1J2oOJg-vCQ/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5676327347923272248</id><published>2009-05-08T13:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:36:53.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun screen'/><title type='text'>Sun Screen!</title><content type='html'>I'm at work right now bored, and I thought I'd blog about the new sunblock I've been using!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for everyone to get back into the habit of using sunscreen!  Yes yes yes!  I know it's a pain to put it on, but it is a must!  Any time you are too lazy to put some on, think about how beautiful your face is now, how it has that natural glow, then think of yourself in 10 year and how wrinkly and dull your skin will be from not using sunscreen!  Scary image huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgRz14DWrwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n1joYQO_Ki8/s1600-h/Neutrogena_UltraSheerSPF70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgRz14DWrwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n1joYQO_Ki8/s320/Neutrogena_UltraSheerSPF70.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333515228130225922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Neutrogena&lt;/span&gt; Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch Sunblock SPF 70 with patented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Helioplex&lt;/span&gt; (TM) technology&lt;/em&gt; protects against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UVA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UVB&lt;/span&gt; rays.  It isn't sticky or greasy like the old school sunblocks, and I really like it!  I keep one in my purse at all times as well as one at home!  It is also water proof!  I like to mix it with my moisturizer!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find it anywhere from Target to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; or even at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt;!  So do me a favor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;beautifuls&lt;/span&gt;, use sunblock and maintain your hotness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-We hired these two twin Cambodian sisters who are both so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;2-I had to buy new white button ups for work because my old one are already too big on me! :( wtf man loosing weight is costing me my cute clothes and work clothes!!!  gah.&lt;br /&gt;3-I am a very fast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ironer&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;muaha&lt;/span&gt;ha I'm going to be such a wonderful housewife.&lt;br /&gt;4-Sometimes I wish I had an ugly mask to put on so I won't be bothered by guys.  It's flattering to be complimented, but it really gets annoying when you're emotionally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;5-CHI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;STEPH&lt;/span&gt; IS GRADUATING TODAY!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; CHI!!!&lt;br /&gt;6-I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; juice, been drinking it a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm like a 3rd parent for my brother, I told him off yesterday because he was disrespectful to my mom and made her cry.  So I made him cry(no, I did not hit him).  The little punk is only scared of me.  Which is hilarious because he's almost a whole foot taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;8-My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gaydar&lt;/span&gt; has totally been off lately.  I've been mistaking metro guys for gay guys and I am shocked when they ask me out.  Damn my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friendliness always gets me in trouble&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;9-I am debating on if I want a bubble tea or not.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10-I got a trim yesterday and thankfully she didn't get scissor happy!  yayyayaya -happy dance-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgR5CIAItQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/M0yy5vdpYrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0926+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgR5CIAItQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/M0yy5vdpYrQ/s320/IMG_0926+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333520936128263426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got a new banner!  Sweet &lt;a href="http://stylejeng.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angela&lt;/a&gt; (that's her above, isn't she soo pretty?!)was kind enough to make it for me, and I must say that I am in loveeee with it!  Make sure to go check her out, she's sweet, down to earth, and she is also a beauty addict!!!  :)  Love ya girl!&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/7960017084707755215-5676327347923272248?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5676327347923272248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5676327347923272248&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5676327347923272248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5676327347923272248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-screen.html' title='Sun Screen!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgRz14DWrwI/AAAAAAAAAcs/n1joYQO_Ki8/s72-c/Neutrogena_UltraSheerSPF70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2330788395717614074</id><published>2009-05-07T14:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:00:00.654-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair extensions'/><title type='text'>A little bit on hair extensions and then some!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have work this morning/afternoon, so I celebrated with a piece of fruit cake in the morning.  I am a bad girl, I know, but starting out my day with an indulgence was phenomenal, it was well worth it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; -waves at diet-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to be blogging again, I really appreciate everyone who has welcomed me back with open arms!  Some of the things you ladies send me as messages, comments, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fb&lt;/span&gt; comments are just so sweet, I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; fortunate to have found a community of people who share the same passions as me!  Because I don't really have that many friends around here, I am always working, and the friends I do have are guys, so they don't understand me completely.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgMl6UUab9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/IDDv2R-i1HI/s1600-h/nu+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgMl6UUab9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/IDDv2R-i1HI/s320/nu+blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333148067553767378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hair &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;extensions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; many questions about my hair, on blog, and in person!  This guy at best buy even said I had nice hair, and that I was beautiful!  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definely&lt;/span&gt; has a soft spot for Asian girls, considering he had the balls to say this when my arm was linked with my dads!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of hair extensions I use:&lt;br /&gt;I am a user of clip in human hair extensions that I got customized to my head at a hair salon.  It was extremely pricey, but worth it in my eyes because not only does the color match my hair color perfectly, but they blend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beautifully&lt;/span&gt;, and they fit the shape of my head exactly!   People always think I was just blessed with gorgeous hair.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  I got them because I am basically impatient and don't want to wait for my hair to grow!  My real hair is very bouncy and healthy, but there's just something about mermaid long hair that's hot.  If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt; interested in a cheaper alternative, then walk on over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sallys&lt;/span&gt;!  They also have human hair extensions there that you can buy in strips and then sew the clips on yourself, or you can buy them already made! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three sets of hair extensions, 2 black: one set is 14 inch, and the other set is 18 inch, and I mix them so I get a layered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;volumized&lt;/span&gt; effect.  The other set is platinum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; and just for fun if I am going for a more rock and roll look or if I want to look like a "skunk" like my dad always calls it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I care for my extensions:&lt;br /&gt;The same way as I would my regular hair!  I shampoo and condition them, but when I rinse them, I use cold water.  I find that cold water makes them cleaner and doesn't dry them out!  For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;touch ups&lt;/span&gt; I use a dry shampoo from Sally's.  I forget what it's called, but I believe it's the only one they have, so it won't be too hard finding it!  (It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt; can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they fall out easily?&lt;br /&gt;Nope!  Honestly, my ex bf had no clue I was wearing hair extensions.  If he did, I don't think he would have tugged on them in bed...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you wear them to the airport and pass the metal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;detectors&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy to announce I tried this out first hand, and no the metal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;detectors&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;go off when you walk through it!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  I was very nervous and imagining myself having to take them all out and put them in a plastic box for them to be scanned while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;redfaced&lt;/span&gt; and watching everyone look at me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this helped, I'd be happy to answer any other questions if anyone has em! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-My allergies made me rub my eyes a lot this morning...  I hope I don't get a lot of wrinkles now!!! &lt;br /&gt;2-I rarely try clothes on when I buy them.  I know what I want, what looks good on me, and what my size is.  No fussing over dressing rooms unless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nesscary&lt;/span&gt;, and I'll return stuff later if I have to, but I don't like dressing rooms!&lt;br /&gt;3-I've been snacking on raw broccoli, carrots, and celery at work lately.  My dad said my diet is in direct parallel to my zodiac sign, the rabbit.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;4-One of my customers at work yesterday told me that there is a guy out there just for me, who is dieing and just as anxious to meet me.  Isn't that super sweet?!  I thought it was extra sweet because my customer is actually a grown man!&lt;br /&gt;5-That same customer also told me that guys never grow up, they just get older.  Makes sense now eh?!&lt;br /&gt;6-I'm obsessed with the songs on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;!  :)  They each have some sort of deep meaning to me. &lt;br /&gt;7-My dad told me he wanted to hit his business partner and I pretended to be on his business partners side and told him that it isn't his fault that he's obnoxious, he doesn't know any better.  But inside I imagined my dad hitting him and smiled really big like the Grinch who stole X-Mas.&lt;br /&gt;8-I gave my mommy a pedicure yesterday!  I painted her nails a pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sparkley&lt;/span&gt; Coral color.  The color is called Cherry Pie by China Glaze, I highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;9-Lola woke me up today by jumping on me and dragging me by my hair out of my bed.  Yeah, she's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;skank&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;10-I'm opening up a Bank of America checking account just for the damn Hello Kitty debit card.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7960017084707755215-2330788395717614074?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2330788395717614074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2330788395717614074&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2330788395717614074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2330788395717614074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-bit-on-hair-extensions-and-then.html' title='A little bit on hair extensions and then some!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgMl6UUab9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/IDDv2R-i1HI/s72-c/nu+blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-1011268486937258146</id><published>2009-05-07T10:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:40:26.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La La'/><title type='text'>Morning Loves!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgLyIH6ebdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ETdGyoh7ovk/s1600-h/la+la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgLyIH6ebdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ETdGyoh7ovk/s320/la+la.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333091130137275858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need a HUGE, HUGE, HUGE, like gignormous favor from everyone!  I need everyone to go to &lt;a href="http://dolcevanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaLa's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and follow her!  She had an accident last night and deleted her blog and lost her 300+ followers!  So go ahead and follow her for me, she's amazing at make up, so real, so down to earth, and not to mention is she FUCKING GORGEOUS!  She's sweet, and I adore her!  She and I became friends way back when I started my blog and she's been so supportive of me since!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dolcevanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE &amp;amp; FOLLOW HER BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!  I'll prob blog from work later.  I have the morning/afternoon off!  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-1011268486937258146?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1011268486937258146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=1011268486937258146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1011268486937258146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1011268486937258146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/morning-loves.html' title='Morning Loves!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgLyIH6ebdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ETdGyoh7ovk/s72-c/la+la.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-10608693624547661</id><published>2009-05-07T01:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:55:13.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stupid me!  I gave up coffee for about a year now and today (like I mentioned earlier) I had a saigon iced coffee.  And for those of you who don't know what saigon coffee is like, it's obviously coffee, but a lot stronger.  Hence the reason why I am still awake after a double I worked today!  It's almost 2AM and I am wide awake and I just want to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate not being able to fall asleep.  It gets me thinking, and sometimes my thoughts wander to sad times, memories and just bad stuff!!!  Ahhh.  I feel a little sick now too.  Arugh why why why did I drink that shit!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as you all can see, I am trying my hardest to hop back on my blog game!  I warn all the new readers though, I am pretty obnoxious, and my FOTD's are all variations of smokey eyes or winged eyeliner.  It's pretty much my comfort zone when it comes to make up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I am rambling.  I also redid my layout, moved things around and made a new banner(again)!  I wanted my banner to look intriguing, sexy, and classy.  What do you all think about it nowwww? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, Nu's going to close her eyes and say Buddhist prayers until she falls asleep now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sloopy Exhausted Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-10608693624547661?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/10608693624547661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=10608693624547661&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/10608693624547661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/10608693624547661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid.html' title='Stupid.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2605384071918913603</id><published>2009-05-06T15:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:43:56.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgHiELjrCKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sWe-q_G6t-I/s1600-h/fishface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgHiELjrCKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sWe-q_G6t-I/s320/fishface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332791995233142946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my new laptop, I can't say it enough, it's super fast, so pretty(white), and it allows me to blog at work!  Whoo!  I could have very well blogged on the business laptop, but I felt very uncomfortable uploading my pics on that computer...  Yucky man (my dad's business partner) would have prolly stolen my pics and posed as me and jacked off to the men that talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thinking about jumping on the Twitter bandwagon, do you ladies think I should..?  Tell me whatcha think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddddddd I am thinking about another giveaway since summer is coming, and I am all about the bronzed dewy look this season..  So stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by my lovely lovely &lt;a href="http://mooooah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;• What is your current obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;-Black Lacy lingerie, blue eyeliner, white gold bangles, and sparkley/glittery nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• What is your weirdest obsession?&lt;br /&gt;-Reading people's fortunes.  It runs in my family, and the older I get the scarier it gets because of the truths I see.  Creepy and weird indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;-White button up, black tank, black pants, black lacy panties with pink bows, black bra.  muaha I am at work right now.  ^_^  I am so cool, I blog from work and I get paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What’s for dinner today?&lt;br /&gt;-I duno.  But I do know I am going to be wrapping nime chows for myself later.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would make today special?&lt;br /&gt;- If I saw my one true love again.  I am such a dork I know, but I feel like he's going to appear any day now.  lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you like to learn to do?&lt;br /&gt;-I'd like to learn how to make a cool banner and graphics for my blog.  Lame, I know, but graphics and design has always intrigued me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What’s the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;-The new Mac Limited Edition Viva Glam lipglass.  It's so gorgeous!  Like how gorgeous?  SO GORGEOUS!  Go get one or I'll beat you with my new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;• What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;-My dad cooking me stir fried spicy lemon grass tofu and veggies for lunch.   I love him, he always let's me pick what everyone get to eat.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;• What is your most challenging goal right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Staying strong, and not letting my ex back into my life.  I need to eliminate the drama and bullshit for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;    -Fucking love her.  She's like my sister from another mister I'd totally commit incest with.  Fuck yeah I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;-Cali.  Yes Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you like to have in your hands right now?  &lt;br /&gt;-A grenade to throw at someone I am pissed off at right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you like to get rid of?&lt;br /&gt; -This huge cut on the heel of my left foot.  Owies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;-Japan.  I want a lot of stuff there!  I was there last year for only 6 hours, and I am so upset I didn't get to wonder around and buy more cutsey things!  AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Which language do you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;-French or Italian because I love the men.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;• What do you look for in a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;-Someone who is trustworthy, open minded, and isn't judgmental.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Who do you want to meet in person? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Someone who I've already met before.  blah.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgHi0tvuaTI/AAAAAAAAAbk/KQbmsuM8eaY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgHi0tvuaTI/AAAAAAAAAbk/KQbmsuM8eaY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332792829044222258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1-I hate the shape of my face, I feel like my heart shaped face makes me look like a bobble head.  Silly I know, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2-I am drinking a Saigon Iced Coffee right now and I am like so hyper I think I am going to run around in the parking lot to calm myself down so I don't run around in the restaurant and break glasses and tables and salt shakers.&lt;br /&gt;3-My mommy bought me another set of 7 bangles!  I love them, they are also white gold, and pretty, and I wear all 14 at once.  Crazy I know, but th look is hot.&lt;br /&gt;4-I think landing strips look funny...  What's the point?  I rock the baldy bean.&lt;br /&gt;5-I have been into glittery nail polishes lately.  I love the girly-ness of it, and I like annoying people with femininity also.&lt;br /&gt;6-I need to find myself some cute stationary to write cute notes on when I send love parcels! &lt;br /&gt;7-I need a trim, but I am scared my hair is going to be all cut off!&lt;br /&gt;8-My dad thinks I am talking to boys on the computer all the time.  Hah!  More like hot ladies! ;)&lt;br /&gt;9-I didn't take my phone with me to work today.  I had a feeling the Navy boy would call or text today, and I need my peace.  I do feel naked without my phone though.&lt;br /&gt;10-I need someone to make me a pretty banner...  Mine is lame and was done when I was seriously half asleep.  Ideas or suggestions are also greatly appreicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2605384071918913603?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2605384071918913603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2605384071918913603&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2605384071918913603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2605384071918913603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-my-new-laptop-i-cant-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgHiELjrCKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sWe-q_G6t-I/s72-c/fishface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3382408768400423690</id><published>2009-05-05T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:17:54.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an update/Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still working like crazy, but I have since I was 15 years old, so that hasn't changed. The restaurant business is pretty steady and is decent considering the economic situation we're going through right now. My dad's business partner is still a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;duche&lt;/span&gt;, but hey I am sure he'll always be! But luckily my dad finally sees his true colors and is much more careful around him as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just been very tired and very out of it lately. I find myself zoning out at the most random times. I went to Mac the other day to get another Sketch eyeshadow because I lost mine, and walked out with a bunch of other things instead. I don't know where my head is at sometimes, it's so not like me to forget things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my exes recently contacted me and told me he has cancer. This ex was basically my first love, and I've mentioned him before. I loved him, and still care for him in a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; platonic &lt;/span&gt;way, and it's just hard finding out he could die. We've been through so much together, and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just don't want to imagine my life without him&lt;/span&gt;. I have been trying to be there for him, but at the same time I am keeping my distance. I don't want him to think that we could ever be again. I don't want to give him false hope, and it's been very hard for me to try to find a balance. This is because I haven't changed, despite all the things he's put me through. He doesn't even know why I'm still here for him, and he's told me on numerous occasions that his biggest regret is letting me go, and he even feels like this cancer is his karma for wronging me for all these years. I'm a very happy go lucky girl, and I live for the moment, but this whole cancer thing has me frightened and distraught... Are the people I care about starting to die now..?  Should I prepare myself for the worse..? On top of it, my girl pal recently found out she has cancer also. I mean come on, what are the chances of that? Two people I care about getting sick... Her cancer is a very low grade and is extremely early, but still, cancer is cancer. I pray for both of them, I need both of them in my life, am I greedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of my exes who goes to the Naval Academy in Maryland recently contacted me also.  This kid (he's actually 25), put me through so much shit, and he even stood me up on my birthday!  I cleared my whole day so we could spend it together like we had planned, and didn't even go out with the girl.  I ended up staying home and crying off all my make up and ruining perfectly new falsies in the process, a tragic birthday it was.  He apologized and is trying to be my friend now.  Scary part is, I don't trust it, I feel like he knows me too well, and will take advantage of me, despite the fact that I am no longer romantically involved with him...  That's just the kind of person I am, I am too kind for my own good, and my heart suffers from it.  Today is actually his birthday, and he's in town and all...  I was suppose to hang out with him, but I picked a fight and brought up the fact that he ruined my birthday, and he got really mad and said I was throwing things in his face, and he also said he's going to leave me alone from now on.  Do I feel bad?  No, I want to be left alone.  They are exes for a reason, and knowing him, he will call me at 2AM drunk out of his mind begging me to take him back and then fighting with me for an hour or two because I'd say no.  Funny part?  He claims he has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt;.  I feel bad for the girl, but then again I feel bad for myself...  Did he pull this talking to other girls shit when we were once together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, enough babble from Nu Nu, here are finally some pictures!!!  I dedicate these to Ray the navy boy who always referred to me as his "dream girl" to his family and close friends.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;.  Happy Birthday asshole, I wish you the best, I hope that you:&lt;br /&gt;1-Don't get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; poisoning one of these days in result of the extreme drinking you do.&lt;br /&gt;2-Don't get attacked by pirates when you're back on those submarines after graduation next year.&lt;br /&gt;3-Don't get attacked by the triads for breaking an Asian princess's heart.  ahaha FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dream Called Desire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMQ1OC_NI/AAAAAAAAAas/f-OFwDM-vls/s1600-h/dream+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMQ1OC_NI/AAAAAAAAAas/f-OFwDM-vls/s320/dream+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332556917086813394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMaGQHvCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RC2Q5TvxQps/s1600-h/dream2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMaGQHvCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RC2Q5TvxQps/s320/dream2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332557076277738530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMzvoQztI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KiyftWlb2Ko/s1600-h/dream3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMzvoQztI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KiyftWlb2Ko/s320/dream3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332557516881579730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgENWZQEnVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-NTQywKxYZw/s1600-h/dream4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgENWZQEnVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-NTQywKxYZw/s320/dream4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332558112169958738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I am on the quest for the perfect pair of sunglasses. I'm known for loosing my sunglasses or breaking them, so I decided to dish out and get an expensive pair so I actually take care of them!&lt;br /&gt;2-I am thinking about putting in peek-a-boo highlights in my hair that are like platinum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; color.&lt;br /&gt;3-I love the new Viva La Glam Lipglass...  It's been used like everyday since I got it!  hehe&lt;br /&gt;4-My new laptop is fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BOMBBB&lt;/span&gt;.  I love it, I love it, I love it.  (It's a Sony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vaio&lt;/span&gt;, and it is sexy like me.  aha)&lt;br /&gt;5-I bought the cutest bra and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;panty&lt;/span&gt; set the other day!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt; lacy black with pink bows!&lt;br /&gt;6-I love my Chanel earring...  :(  sadness.&lt;br /&gt;7-I have been wearing less and less make up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;8-I'm totally thinking about doing another giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;9-Blue eyeliner is my new obsession.&lt;br /&gt;10-My parents are getting a very pricey hot tub built in our back yard... Complete with a gazebo for privacy, but made out of glass!!! How cool is that?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt; I'll try to blog while I am in the hot tub... Is that dangerous..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3382408768400423690?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3382408768400423690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3382408768400423690&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3382408768400423690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3382408768400423690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-updatepictures.html' title='Finally an update/Pictures!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SgEMQ1OC_NI/AAAAAAAAAas/f-OFwDM-vls/s72-c/dream+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-1500403381205994478</id><published>2009-05-01T00:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:11:47.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda bussyyy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I promised an update, but I have been a little busy and going through some things as of lately!  But I just bought a new laptop today, yay.  (For those who don't know, my old one broke...)  So hopefully I will be back in the blogging game!  I know I have been slacking, but I have a few reviews, and I promise to do a LOTD since everyone has been bugging me...  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I leave you all with my fave. quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faithfulness the best relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-1500403381205994478?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1500403381205994478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=1500403381205994478&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1500403381205994478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1500403381205994478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/kinda-bussyyy.html' title='Kinda bussyyy....'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3989204046241145531</id><published>2009-04-27T00:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:53:18.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner of my first giveaway'/><title type='text'>...And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katrina-is-a-princess.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Katrina_is_a_Princess!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Email me your addy girl(on facebook, since we're friends there too)!  Everyone else, thanks for participating, there will be more give-a-ways in the future, and maybe even a contest when I have time...  muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update tomorrow or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3989204046241145531?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3989204046241145531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3989204046241145531&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3989204046241145531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3989204046241145531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-winner-is.html' title='...And the winner is...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6505848523717074464</id><published>2009-04-14T22:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:02:19.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juicy couture wallet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lippies'/><title type='text'>And the lipbandit strikes again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I swear that the MAC counter loves me because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;a) I am a walking MAC advertisement. Look at my lips! haha&lt;br /&gt;b) I help them reach their sale goals during this recession.&lt;br /&gt;c) I always seem to talk another customer into buying a lipstick or some kind other of MAC product. Everyone seems to always think I work there.&lt;br /&gt;hehe why does the MAC counter love you? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't too bad today but seriously my lippie collection has grown so much in such a short period of time. My friend Kristi was sooo sweet, she sent me a giftcard to Nordys out of the blue, so of course I had to check out the new Double Dazzle collection! I love Dazzle Glasses so much, I don't even mind the sticky-ness, they are too fabulous to turn down. They stay on your lips for so long, livens up a nude lip, and ahhh they are all just so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVbicFQ4FI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Bo57OjrsTa0/s1600-h/dglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324762781647429714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVbicFQ4FI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Bo57OjrsTa0/s320/dglass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Left-Right: Smile, Steppin' Out, Goldyrocks, and Hue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't walk away from the MAC counter without buying a lipstick of course! I picked up Hue which is a cross between 2N and 3N, I love it, it's a very pretty nude, and I guess it will do for now... Has anyone found 2N for me yet? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up aside, I also picked up this cute little juicy couture wallet! My mom picked up a matching wristlet. We actually fought over the wristlet (I am obsessed with wristlets), but we came to a compromise: we would trade when we got bored of our new purchases. My mom is super cool, down to earth, and I must say I am very fortunate to have a mother who is young and full of energy. We had fun today! :)&lt;br /&gt;My Wallet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVc7bb9MpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qC1bgBv6XkU/s1600-h/mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324764310482530962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVc7bb9MpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/qC1bgBv6XkU/s320/mine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy's Wristlet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVeBLRYeqI/AAAAAAAAAac/jGyT7yKUoIY/s1600-h/mommys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324765508734057122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVeBLRYeqI/AAAAAAAAAac/jGyT7yKUoIY/s320/mommys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I also received a parcel from the one and the only... &lt;a href="http://www.stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steph DSK&lt;/a&gt;! I feel so loved :) She's my Chi, and harasses me to blog. So everyone should thank her for texting me all day and reminding me to blog. ahaha She sent me an Emote blush, munchies, a Lady GaGa CD, a special CD with her personal faves, a princess diamondy sticker(hell yeah!), nail polishes, a bath thingy (even though we both know that I've ALWAYS ENJOYED SHOWERS AND BATHS UNLIKE SOMEONEEEE!), Jewels, Shisem Falsies(omg they are gorgeous), Cutsey bows,(I can wear these when I role play and wana be a school girl lmao) a Pearl Face Mask, chapstick ;), a bunch of her gorgeous and very chic business cards, and also a magnet! Thanks so much Chi, I am working on your parcel, I am so going to top yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVf2EdIl7I/AAAAAAAAAak/bHn__6ZTk_Q/s1600-h/stephy+parcel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324767516948993970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVf2EdIl7I/AAAAAAAAAak/bHn__6ZTk_Q/s320/stephy+parcel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I love spicy food. Lately I have been finely chopping garlic, mixing it with vinegar and chilli sauce oil together and pouring it on everything... My parents think I am crazy.&lt;br /&gt;2-I still can't believe I am a size two! I bought jeans today at Express and tried on a four anyways and it really didn't fit! :( I'm sad that all my other clothes don't fit me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;3-My laptop (twas a Dell Inspiron) died... So I am blogging from my desktop! I miss my laptop so much, I am getting a new one ASAP so I can blog in bed again! aha&lt;br /&gt;4-I have been zoning out a lot lately, I think it's because I am overtired.&lt;br /&gt;5-I had a cup of frozen strawberry lemonade today. It was amazing, although I was freezing the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;6-I think I have given into the whole anit-facebook thing... Everyone seems to find me on there and I guess I could use it to keep in touch with people... eek&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm starting to look at my addiction to make up as a good deed. You see, if I continue to buy stuff from MAC (and other make up brands) and support them, then they won't go bankrupt!&lt;br /&gt;8-Today I imagined myself with flaming red hair. It was an interesting daydream.&lt;br /&gt;9-I want a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;10-I've been buying a lot of black and white clothes lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't forget to enter my Giveaway! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-6505848523717074464?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6505848523717074464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=6505848523717074464&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6505848523717074464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/6505848523717074464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-lipbandit-strikes-again.html' title='And the lipbandit strikes again.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVbicFQ4FI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Bo57OjrsTa0/s72-c/dglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3631183149737379837</id><published>2009-04-14T21:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:02:57.501-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>The long awaited... GIVEAWAY.</title><content type='html'>Today I had a great day, and so I decided to do something that I have been putting off for like ever... A giveaway for my readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;1- You must be a follower or have me on your blog roll, yes I will check, I am a bitch like that. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This is open to anyone, I don't care if you live in a different country! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-You must have corresponded with me &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;this blog entry. I mean come on now, this giveaway is for &lt;underline&gt;MY&lt;/underline&gt; readers, not just passerby who wants free shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Comment this blog entry telling me you want to enter, and also: use my name in a sentence. Yes, I am totally serious. USE MY NAME IN A SENTENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Deadline: April, 28th. The winner shall be announced on the following day of April 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prizes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVDxYZL6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6JPGp8XzAgU/s1600-h/Picture015-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324736650076219794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVDxYZL6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6JPGp8XzAgU/s320/Picture015-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;*Lancome Eye Shadow Duo in La Dolce Violetta&lt;br /&gt;*Lancome Color Design Blush (cream) in Karat Gold&lt;br /&gt;*Lancome Le Vernis (Nail Lacquer) in Midnight Glam&lt;br /&gt;*Lancome Juicy Tubes in Pretty Pink and Showered in Diamonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am dead serious, I am really giving &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of the items listed above! So what are you waiting for? ENTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3631183149737379837?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3631183149737379837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3631183149737379837&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3631183149737379837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3631183149737379837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-awaited-giveaway.html' title='The long awaited... GIVEAWAY.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SeVDxYZL6ZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6JPGp8XzAgU/s72-c/Picture015-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-1026508477861397462</id><published>2009-04-07T18:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:19:59.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lipsticks'/><title type='text'>I need to go to lipstick rehab.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; seriously, I have really been buying so many lipsticks lately, it's kinda crazy!  :)  They make me happy though, if I'm having a bad day or something pissed me off, I just go buy a lipstick or two or three or in this case five, and I am all good.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  I need help.  Anyways, I've totally jumped onto the coral bandwagon this season.  I've bought so many coral colored lipsticks for both myself and my mom, and I've even on the search for some cute coral colored lingerie for no reason in particular, but how hot would coral lingerie be?!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt; Oh, and not to mention my coral colored trench I've been sporting lately.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious fun looking colors right?!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt; I love me some lipsticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdvYuKt2JpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/-meefIFEITw/s1600-h/Picture199-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdvYuKt2JpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/-meefIFEITw/s320/Picture199-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322085672330602130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left-Right: Speak Louder, Blow Dry, Vegas Volt, Chatterbox, and Creme D' Nude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;swatching&lt;/span&gt; all the corals left and right and the MA was just like amazed because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;deff&lt;/span&gt;. knew what I was looking for, and she didn't bother me at all until I was ready to talk to her.  I've been told I am very intimidating at a make up stand, I am like in the make up zone and I am imagining myself with these lip colors on...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  Well you get the picture, I have a bright and detailed imagination.  ;)  I also picked up Creme D' Nude because I don't want to use all of my 2N up!!!  DOES ANYONE HAVE A 2N THEY WANT TO SELL TO ME..?!  Or does anyone know if there is a dupe for it..?!  I am so sad that I don't have a back up for this baby!  It is my all time fave nude lip color, like seriously, be on the lookout for 2N for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;1-I went to Victoria's Secret today and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;homegirl&lt;/span&gt; tried to tell me I was a C.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Psh&lt;/span&gt; yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; someone needs to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;boobie&lt;/span&gt; measuring school, I'm a small B girl.&lt;br /&gt;2-Today was so cold here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;.  But I wore open toed heels anyways to encourage mother nature to give me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt; warm weather.  (My toes were fucking freezing)&lt;br /&gt;3-I didn't pick anything up from the new Colour Ready collection.  :(  I wasn't impressed, not even a little bit!&lt;br /&gt;4-I had a dream I was mugged last night.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-I keep on buying China Glaze Nail polishes not for myself, but to give out to my fave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...  It's getting warmer out, pretty toes are a must!&lt;br /&gt;6-An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;acquaintance&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; who was always a bitch to me got fat and ugly, and I totally felt some sick sort of pleasure when I saw what had happened to her.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-I need to buy pajamas, I don't have ANY!&lt;br /&gt;8-My ex still won't leave me alone...  He's miserable and apparently has a lot of time to think about me now.  Sucks for you darling! ;)&lt;br /&gt;9-I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;paper cut&lt;/span&gt; on my thumb and it hurts :(&lt;br /&gt;10-I've been so happy lately...  If only I could do a cartwheel to show the world my joy.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I updated my playlist!  Yay getcha jam on ladies!&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/7960017084707755215-1026508477861397462?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1026508477861397462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=1026508477861397462&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1026508477861397462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/1026508477861397462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-go-to-lipstick-rehab.html' title='I need to go to lipstick rehab.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdvYuKt2JpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/-meefIFEITw/s72-c/Picture199-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-773808931375589746</id><published>2009-04-06T02:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:36:40.509-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy tag'/><title type='text'>I'm fucking Sexy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sdmdu0IIu5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/CR_hVVNMP_8/s1600-h/sexy_blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sdmdu0IIu5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/CR_hVVNMP_8/s320/sexy_blogger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321457862307265426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...well according to &lt;a href="http://mooooah.blogspot.com/"&gt;AhoyKatrina&lt;/a&gt; I am!  muahaha.  I love that girl, I wish we lived near each other so we could cause mayhem together and play with make up together!  haha...  Someday girl, someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;~List 5 things that are sexy about yourself, and then pass it onto 5 awesome beauty blogger friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdmiOSX1SHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YTxlPRXHiuM/s1600-h/Picture037-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdmiOSX1SHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YTxlPRXHiuM/s320/Picture037-2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321462801048619122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; font-style: italic;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old pic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdmiOSX1SHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YTxlPRXHiuM/s1600-h/Picture037-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~5 Thangs:&lt;br /&gt;-My pouty fish face I make every time I am in need of camera whoring.&lt;br /&gt;-The way I speak with my smokey eyes.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;-My ass.&lt;br /&gt;-My honesty, yet blunt demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;-My hot yoga/flexibility skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG!  YOU'RE IT!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;StephDSK &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://whitzmakeuptipz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Whit &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://mrskalila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrz.Kalia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://laalaaonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaLa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://mzzlinhhster.blogspot.com/"&gt;MzLinh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating tomorrow, or shall I say later on today (it's like 2:30ish AM right now, I have no idea why I felt the need to blog?  haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-773808931375589746?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/773808931375589746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=773808931375589746&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/773808931375589746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/773808931375589746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-fucking-sexy.html' title='I&apos;m fucking Sexy!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sdmdu0IIu5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/CR_hVVNMP_8/s72-c/sexy_blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2063105681564204830</id><published>2009-04-03T10:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:48:22.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the weather for the past few days is so gross, it makes me grumpy and sad. It's gloomy, dark, and rainy. WTF. I feel like I am in Forks (Twilight, lmao). I'm so tired, I feel like I haven't been getting enough sleep! :(! I have been so "blah" lately that my dad's taking me shopping on Monday, muahaha. Knowing me though, I prolly won't get much because I prefer to buy my own things; so I'll just ask for a lipstick and a lipglass or something. yay I'm actually at work right now, &lt;strong&gt;3 hours early&lt;/strong&gt; typing this... That's the thing about the restaurant business, it drains you! I've been doing this since I was 15 years old, so I rarely made appearances in the social scene back in high school. I am&lt;em&gt; still&lt;/em&gt; the same way. I was kidnapped last week because I haven't even been going out, hah. Assholes. Anyways, I hope everyone has a great weekend! And Happy Early Birthday to Chi Steph!!! I love youuuuu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quickies: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. I have cramps from HELL right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. I have no nail polish on my hands and toes... VERY RARE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. I still haven't gotten around to dying my hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. I need the next two weeks to go by REALLY fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. I got my phone replaced yesterday because my other phone decided to piss me the FUCK off and turn on and off whenever it pleased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. I want a twin so I can send her to work for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. I wish I had bigger boobs. lmao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. There's this adorable yellow dress at bebe that I want so bad, but I couldn't find size small! I'm going to go back soon and look again though, I NEED that dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. I've been so lazy to take pictures, haha sorry everyone, I'll get back on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. I said YES to Carrots. Amazing products, I'm going to try a few more products of the line, and then do one big jumbo review! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Smooches, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2063105681564204830?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2063105681564204830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2063105681564204830&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2063105681564204830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2063105681564204830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3612821495338205112</id><published>2009-04-01T07:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:46:26.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working Out'/><title type='text'>Diet/Work Out/A healthier life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Omg you ladies have sent me so many comments and messages asking about what I do to stay healthy! So I've finally decided to dedicate a whole blog entry to the subject. Keep in mind I AM NOT a fitness expert or some sort of nutritionist, I'm speaking from my personal experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a somewhat chubby girl, and I was teased since middle school by not only by my family, but my classmates. But like my mom says, a little chub is easily fixed unlike an ugly face. Plastic surgery is much more of a pain! I've lost 50 lbs since last year, and I'm so happy with my eating habits, and drive to keep working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1~GET RID OF THE BAD EATING HABITS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I gave up coffee and replaced it with OJ in the morning(*EDIT-I actually squeeze my own OJ because there are cases of oranges always available to me, but if you buy reg OJ, be sure to read the label, because some of the brands use a lot of sugar! Thanks for seeing my error Fuz! ;)). Coffee has sugar and cream in it, and I'll be honest and say I was an EXTRA EXTRA girl for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;b) Drink lots of water. Don't like water? Use Crystal Lights! I love these, I carry them everywhere with me!&lt;br /&gt;c) I started eating 5 meals a day, &lt;u&gt;starving yourself will get you nowhere ladies&lt;/u&gt;, it will only &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;slow down your metabolism and make it harder for you to burn calories&lt;/span&gt;! Yes there might be immediate results, but you're going to gain it all back very quickly, and then some.&lt;br /&gt;d) Don't give up any whole food groups. Food is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the enemy. Don't be silly. I'm Asian, my dad owns a restaurant, does anyone think I gave up carbs? Psh fuck no! It is all about&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; moderation&lt;/span&gt;! Indulge when you want to, eat that Mint Choc Chip Ice Cream when you crave it, just don't eat the whole box! Haha my ex and his buddies always told me how "hot" it was that I actually ate food... lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2~Constructing a Work Out Routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Don't hit the gym &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;soo hard&lt;/span&gt; that you despise the gym and all their machines. &lt;u&gt;BABY STEPS &lt;/u&gt;ladies, start out with a mile WALK instead of a 10 mile run! Work your way up to it!!! I find that if you hate going to the gym, it's easier to make exscuses and/or leave going to the gym as a last option. You want going to the gym to be as easy and natural as brushing your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Set goals&lt;/span&gt; for yourself, and make them reasonable! Go to the mall and buy a sexy hot MAN TEASER dress that is a size or two small for you. Then imagine yourself wearing it, and running into your ex, and making him, and his 3 year old in his pants cry. MUAHAHA. ;)&lt;br /&gt;c) Do &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; cardio, and weights! And I totally reccommend Yoga, it's a change from all that sweating, relaxing, and helps with your overall flexiability.&lt;br /&gt;d) Find some sort of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; system. Mine was my mom and grandparents. No one is perfect, no one is better than another person, we have eachother to lean on. And hearing things like "omg you look so much healthier," is one of the best compliments someone can give you. Ignore the negative and channel it into working out itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3~My work out Routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I work out 5-6 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;b) I wake up to &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; a mile run. I do this because if I am too busy later on or if I get out of work totally exhausted, I'll know that I already did a little exerisese and won't feel bad for not working out.&lt;br /&gt;c) I typically do 45 mins of cardio either on a combo of treadmill, eliptical, bike, or stairmaster. (NOTE: STAIRMASTERS ARE DANGEROUS...) haha&lt;br /&gt;d) I do an hour of light weights. I do light weights because I don't want to become a SHIM. Big bulky muslces are not attractive to me, not even on men! haha My fave weight machines to do are the lower body machines, I'm OBSESSED WITH MY ASS, therefore I work very hard to make it look nice. ***DO SQUATS FOR A NICE ASS!!!!***&lt;br /&gt;e) I do yoga 1-2 days a week. It's a break from the intense workouts, and is so much fun! I always leave yoga class feeling like I just woke up from the best nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck ladies! I'll answer any other questions if anyone has them... It's simple really. Look around you, look at how unhealthy so many people have become. A tip to being happy is being healthy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with all that aside... A story!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was at Express shopping for dresses! The weather is warmer, and I like to celebrate that every year by shopping for that very first outfit at express paired with a visit to a shoe store to get the cutest high heels of the season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the cutest dress ever, and so I was looking through the dresses looking for my size! But then the sales clerk (who was so adorable looking) came up to me and said "Hey hunny, that dress if going to look so fabulous on you with your long hair, and your tan skin, what size are you??? I will find it for you, it's my job!" So I'm like oh how nice, and how desperate this sales clerk must be... The mall was dead, and I guess the sales clerks have to step up their game on their sales or it's the unemployment line they go! I told him my size, and he just shakes his head and is like "No, you are a 2 sweetie". Me being a stubborn little bitch I said" no, I'm a 4, I have been for awhile, and that is the size I will take in the dressing room". Back and fourth we went until he just grabbed my hand and sent me to the dressing room with both size 2 and 4! I was kind of pissed because I hate trying clothes on in stores... It is a bad habit, I just like to eyeball it and if it doesn't fit I'll return it later, I don't care! I guess I am just lazy! So anyways I grab a dress, throw it on and it looks nice on, the fit is nice, my ass looks cute, it's not too long so I look like a midget, and it's all good! I then take it off and realise I had put on the size 2.... OWF. FOOT IN MOUTH, FOOT IN MOUTH. Why did I doubt my wonderful gay sales clerk? He plays with clothes all day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hi Batman if you're reading this ;-*. muahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hi Steph too. haha ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3612821495338205112?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3612821495338205112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3612821495338205112&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3612821495338205112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3612821495338205112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/dietwork-outa-healthier-life-routine.html' title='Diet/Work Out/A healthier life.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7560403518953606895</id><published>2009-03-30T20:41:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:12:48.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parcels'/><title type='text'>Pretty Parcels Galore!</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much my lovely ladies!  I've never had people care so much for me, I feel so special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://mooooah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ahoy Mate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFtoqhRC_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/pUC12cQnF0k/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFtoqhRC_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/pUC12cQnF0k/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319153180277279730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://jesmakeup.blogspot.com/"&gt;JesMakeup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFt_zqF6UI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Mp5jcnJYT9Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFt_zqF6UI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Mp5jcnJYT9Y/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319153577867209026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://girlabouttown88.blogspot.com/"&gt;Girlaboutown88&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFwrpZUyvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wy3K7lZl8i4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFwrpZUyvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wy3K7lZl8i4/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319156530050026226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;StephDSK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFw9r0iv1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/1YIlCZJQ2nI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFw9r0iv1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/1YIlCZJQ2nI/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319156839938703186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love all you ladies so much!  I know I've been slacking on the whole blogging world, but I feel stupid blogging without pictures!  I can go on blog at work and such, but I don't want my dad's obnoxious business partner getting erections off of my pictures.  YUCK!  That nosy bastard spies on what sites I visit and stuff...  Grr!  But I will find a way soon...  Maybe I'll blog in the kitchen instead of the dining area?  muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1-I still want to rip my dad's business partners head off.&lt;br /&gt;2-I've been meditating a lot lately to find my center.  haha&lt;br /&gt;3-I lost weight and my face looks funny to me because it's slimmer?&lt;br /&gt;4-I need to get my hair done...  Ahh my brown roots!&lt;br /&gt;5-I cut all my nails really short because I broke like three of them..  :(&lt;br /&gt;6-I think it's ironic that I've lost weight while working at a restaurant... haha&lt;br /&gt;7-I'm going shopping tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;8-I want to learn a new craft so I can make stuff for my fellow beauty bloggers.  I need to find a cool craft to be the next KT or DSK.  haha&lt;br /&gt;9-I have a few gentleman suitors that stalk me at work.  Psh too bad I'm not interested! :P&lt;br /&gt;10-I ate a whole bag of HOT FRIES today.  Omg I will break my healthy eating habits for my hot fries any day.  mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7560403518953606895?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7560403518953606895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7560403518953606895&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7560403518953606895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7560403518953606895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-parcels-galore.html' title='Pretty Parcels Galore!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SdFtoqhRC_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/pUC12cQnF0k/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5843402132934562307</id><published>2009-03-28T00:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:22:28.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Little Haul from Mac's Sugar Sweet Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi lovelies!  :)&lt;br /&gt;I went to Mac the other day to check out the Sugar Sweet collection, and to be honest with everyone, nothing really appealed to me except the lippies! Lipsticks that is!  I got a total of 4, I didn't bother with the tricolor lipglasses because not only did they look like mini lava lamps, they were really sheer. Come on now mac, if I really want colorful lipglosses, I'll walk my way to CVS and play with BonneBell shit. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sc2wS_7eqxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cK0yHGAv8Gk/s1600-h/sugarsweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sc2wS_7eqxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cK0yHGAv8Gk/s320/sugarsweet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318100575439465234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left-Right: Lolipop Loving, Sweet Thing, Saint Germain, Bubbles.  Mac 109 Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with all the aditions to my lipstick collection!  I esp. love Bubbles!  It looks like an odd color, but it's gorgeous over bright colors!  I also use it on my cheek bones as a highlight, and it just looks beautiful in the light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really trying to grow my collection of lipsticks for some reason. I've always been a blue- pink lipstick girl, and as of lately I have had the sudden urge to get my hands on more, more, and more LIPSTICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as of now on, I am going to try to add "quickies" to every one of my posts, so be prepared!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I totally pushed the Coral lip trend on my mom.  She wears Crosswires like everyday, and looks gorgeous.  It just makes her face glow.&lt;br /&gt;2. Yoga was bomb this week, and I almost did a full split!  (I am like half an inch from the ground now)&lt;br /&gt;3. I now have both Mondays and Tuesdays off, yay I have time to blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Lola, my Siberian Husky ate my MAC #109 Brush(which is why I had to get a new one)...  That SKANK.&lt;br /&gt;5. I broke my pinkie nail today, ouch!&lt;br /&gt;6. Even though I haven't been blogging as much as I like to, I still read my faves!  :)&lt;br /&gt;7. I love making bears at Build-a-Bear.&lt;br /&gt;8. Coconut and Green Tea Latte Bubble Teas are love.&lt;br /&gt;9. I drifted off into a daydream today, and I imagined myself driving a yellow lambo.&lt;br /&gt;10. I can't wait for the weather to get warmer so I can wear my floral dresses. Oh yeahhh, my wardrobe this Spring is obnoxiously feminine and annoying girly! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5843402132934562307?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5843402132934562307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5843402132934562307&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5843402132934562307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5843402132934562307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-haul-from-macs-sugar-sweet.html' title='Little Haul from Mac&apos;s Sugar Sweet Collection'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sc2wS_7eqxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cK0yHGAv8Gk/s72-c/sugarsweet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2407465195178239691</id><published>2009-03-18T23:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:09:32.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; so when I first started this blog, I never knew that:&lt;br /&gt;1-I'd have over 100 followers!  (I thought I'd get like 10)&lt;br /&gt;2-I'd make deep connections with wonderful ladies that not only are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;, but are so supportive and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;3-That I'd be seen as a role model?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScG7YhvjqKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8l0OSdqw2Yc/s1600-h/award2ssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScG7YhvjqKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8l0OSdqw2Yc/s320/award2ssss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314735065322989730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt; I was given this award by &lt;a href="http://valiohh.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Valiohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, if you haven't checked out her blog, I suggest hop on over there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;skippy&lt;/span&gt;!  Her blending skills are so impeccably neat, I am so jealous!  Not to mention she is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sis &lt;a href="http://xoannie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt; also gave me this award, and she's so adorable, sells &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Avon&lt;/span&gt;, and has the biggest heart ever!  Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nominate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristacherie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Krista Cherie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laalaaonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;La La&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://labellemel31.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mooooah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephanie-nguyen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and more awards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScG9fFfcVOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BTu7vN4zpak/s1600-h/Your+Blog+Rocks+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScG9fFfcVOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BTu7vN4zpak/s320/Your+Blog+Rocks+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314737377021547746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This one was given to me by &lt;a href="http://katrina-is-a-princess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Katrina&lt;/a&gt;!  She's gorgeous, and everyone has been saying she looks like Kim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kardashian&lt;/span&gt;.  But in my opinion she looks better, she has such a great personality, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; girl I can't wait until you and your bf have babies so I can see what perfection your children will be!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nominate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xoannie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://choke-a-bitch.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Villian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://distinque.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Distinque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...And yet another one!  :)  Wow you ladies flatter me.  Ironically I have never really won anything in my entire life!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;!  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;VietxPinay&lt;/span&gt;!  I was so happy when I got this one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; because your blog was one of the firsts I started reading!  I love you beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;“This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog’s content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;“When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 honest things:&lt;br /&gt;1. My real hair color is a medium brown, similar to the the Jon and Kate Plus 8's children.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have dated so many government employed men.  lmao  Navy, Infantry, National Guard, Reserve, Marines.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a worry wart, I am always worrying about one thing or another.&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't have a best friend.  I believe that a best friend should be there no matter what, not be ever changing like stupid exes.&lt;br /&gt;5. I know Batman personally.&lt;br /&gt;6. I shared an elevator with an Asian popstar while I was in Vietnam...  I had no idea who she was.  haha&lt;br /&gt;7.  I love blogging and oogling my lovely ladies.  MMM.&lt;br /&gt;8. I am a text-aholic.  haha  Email your number and I will text you nonstop!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;9. I work out a lot, but I always feel like I am fat.&lt;br /&gt;10. I refuse to settle in life, shoot for the stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nominate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cupcakinlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaycee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flashinglightsandsmiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jesmakeup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrskalila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kalila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2407465195178239691?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2407465195178239691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2407465195178239691&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2407465195178239691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2407465195178239691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/awards.html' title='Awards!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScG7YhvjqKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8l0OSdqw2Yc/s72-c/award2ssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4831721816470239688</id><published>2009-03-18T01:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:28:53.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScCE--aQ7qI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6Vkxd1L-d7A/s1600-h/nu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScCE--aQ7qI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6Vkxd1L-d7A/s320/nu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314393777737100962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScCBFhW4I0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/-KYIiLtRfpk/s1600-h/Picture189-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScCBFhW4I0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/-KYIiLtRfpk/s320/Picture189-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314389492150838082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be your sincerest sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quickes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Exhausted from work.  (Tuesday) was my day off and I ended up stopping by the restaurant anyways.  hah&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to the mall today and didn't purchase any cosmetics.  Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;3. It was odd putting on a smokey eye after so long...&lt;br /&gt;4. I fucking LOVE Chi Steph DSK for more reasons that anyone will ever understand.&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss blogging everyday.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm happy, and I have faith again.  :)&lt;br /&gt;7. I LOVE RED CHERRY FALSIES.  Katrina, I fucking love you.&lt;br /&gt;8. I've been nominated for a few awards and I am flattered!  I've even been nominated by some of my personal fave bloggers!  Ahh yay!&lt;br /&gt;9. I think I lost weight from working and stressing...  Does my face look smaller, or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;10. B &amp;amp; W photos never grow out of style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Email me and talk to me!  It's more personal and fun!  ;)  pink_nuances@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-4831721816470239688?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4831721816470239688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4831721816470239688&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4831721816470239688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4831721816470239688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/wheee.html' title='Wheee'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/ScCE--aQ7qI/AAAAAAAAAYc/6Vkxd1L-d7A/s72-c/nu2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4784053397787845279</id><published>2009-03-11T22:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:29:21.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Hey Everyone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey guys!  Thanks so much for understanding that I have such a busy schedule now!  But I am very pleased to tell everyone that things are cooling down, the schedules are set, and we are also hiring new people &amp;amp; training them to help us out.  It is a lot of work, but I am getting through it.  The restaurant business is one of my passions, and when I label something a passion, my whole heart and soul, my sweat, blood, and tears all go into it.  Thanks for understanding, I have not forgotten about my blog, and will be posting more beauty-related posts very very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sbh1Ka1a4jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3d_tt5kmWAw/s1600-h/won+tons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sbh1Ka1a4jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3d_tt5kmWAw/s320/won+tons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312124582346023474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I would just like to share a little frustration of mine.  Today I was having a conversation with my dad's business partner, and we were talking about wrapping won tons.  Of course it is not that hard, but being in the restaurant business, there is a specific way to do it to make it look presentable, and also so it does not break while it is in the broth.  It's all about experience like anything else, and let me tell everyone I have been in the restaurant since I was 15 years old, so I do know a thing or two.  Would you guys like to know what he said to me?  He said that anyone can wrap won tons, if a person cannot wrap won tons then they belong on the street living off of welfare, or living on SSI....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious dude?  I was just talking about how I wrap my won tons, how it is should be done!  Where the fuck did that come from?  There are lots of unfortunate people out there who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not have a choice&lt;/span&gt;, and are going through a lot of life's obstacles.   Life is VERY hard right now for lots of people! I come from a great family, I am lucky that I can shop, I can afford nice things, but that does not mean that I am a condescending little brat!  I am well grounded, I am educated, I am observant, I am sensitive.  If there is one thing that I can not stand it's people like that.  How dare he?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joking or not, something like that should just not be said.&lt;/span&gt;  It is wrong to look down upon someone, make judgements and make  nasty jokes at other people's expense, at other people's lives., at other people's unfortunate situations.  Please everyone, remember where you came from, remember that not everyone is fortunate in life, that your parents or grandparents or whomever was the first generation in America had to strive to make it here.  We all have been on the bottom, and just because we are at the top, does not mean we have to change.  Stay grounded, give back, remember that nothing lasts forever.  There is such a thing called karma, so be careful on how you choose to live your life, how you phrase your words.  In ten years you could be homeless, in ten years your children could be fatherless and you have to go on welfare, in ten you could get into a car accident and lucky enough to live, but have to rely on SSI to live.   I'm done preaching now.  I hope no one laughed at me because I took a won ton joke this far, but remember the way a person talks and acts says a lot about ones character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;My email is pink_nuances@hotmail.com.  Please email me if anyone wants to chat, or check up on me, email is much more convenient for me nowadays.  :)&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/7960017084707755215-4784053397787845279?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4784053397787845279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4784053397787845279&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4784053397787845279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4784053397787845279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sbh1Ka1a4jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3d_tt5kmWAw/s72-c/won+tons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7485991044036253205</id><published>2009-03-05T23:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:48:50.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As everyone who follows my blog knows, I have been a little down lately...  I feel a little better, but again, I don't feel 100%.  I'll be alright though, thanks to everyone who is still concerned, I love you all.  You all are so sweet, and offer me so much support, I am so very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I have been busily working 12 hrs + days at the restaurant that we will be opening, so I am just busy, busy, busy!   There are also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; plans for us opening another restaurant in the near future! I have issues falling asleep because there is just so damn much on my mind lately!  So that is why I haven't been posting as much!  I go to work with moisturizer, mascara, and barely winged eyeliner!  When I say barely winged is that I only rock the tails, and not line my whole upper lash line.  I will be back soon, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7960017084707755215-7485991044036253205?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7485991044036253205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7485991044036253205&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7485991044036253205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7485991044036253205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-update.html' title='Quickie anyone?'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-5945596851797476947</id><published>2009-03-02T01:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:48:41.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><title type='text'>Nu wants:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sat-4qVNAOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d2B-pwv43Sw/s1600-h/joaquin_phoenix_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sat-4qVNAOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d2B-pwv43Sw/s320/joaquin_phoenix_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308476097687257314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joaquin Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mmm.  Look at this man, those kind eyes, strong hands that look gentle at the same time, strong arms to hold and protect me (haha I am a sucker for arms, ask anyone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my attraction is due to the fact that he resembles my ex, the one I fell hardest for (I mentioned him in my New Years Resolution post, way back when I started this blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to disregard this post...  I'm tripping, just plain tripping off of his performance in his latest and apparently last film, (*sad panda face) The Lovers.  He is so raw, emotional, and such a talented actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joaquin Phoenix, I love you, I want you, I will fold your laundry and rock your world.  lmao  I wonder if he likes Asians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;If JP does like Asians, Annie and I are going to  give him a Nguyen Sandwich lmao.  Oh, and does anyone know what's wrong with blogger..?  My blog was blank, and I got very scared...  I had to "edit posts" and republish them, and I also had to retype this whole entry...  hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-5945596851797476947?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5945596851797476947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=5945596851797476947&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5945596851797476947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/5945596851797476947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/nu-want.html' title='Nu wants:'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/Sat-4qVNAOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d2B-pwv43Sw/s72-c/joaquin_phoenix_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-907374401064543027</id><published>2009-02-28T20:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:23:44.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin/Face Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SanqENyYb0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/8Gwurvitn9Y/s1600-h/nuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SanqENyYb0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/8Gwurvitn9Y/s320/nuu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308030993974193986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Look Nu, Not Old!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking about doing a skin care post, but being lazy, I kept on putting if off...  That is until &lt;a href="http://mzzlinhhster.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mizz Linh&lt;/a&gt; requested it!  Here it is beautiful, and I still want that watermelon shirt.  hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But before I start, here's a funny convo I had with my friend at the Spa a few weeks ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T: HOLY SHIT Nu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: What?  Did I scare you with my bare face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T: No!  Your skin looks amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Aw thanks T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T: Well, to be honest I was expecting a disaster...  I mean you do wear a lot of shit on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha. What a skank.  It's cool though, it's honesty that matters! So I have been blessed with great skin. I rarely get pimples, and when I do I get one on my left temple, and usually one on my chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My skin Type:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Combination skin: Normal to dry skin that is drier around my cheeks and T-Zone Area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make up Remover:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have used so many make up removers, and they all dry my skin out... So I just stick to my Johnson's baby oil, it does wonders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cleanser:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Neautrogena's Oil-Free Acne Wash in Pink Grapefruit.  This does not dry my skin out, does not clog my pores, gets rid of dirt, oil, and even blackheads!  I discovered that eating more grapefruit really made my skin beautiful, so I thought a grapefruit cleanser would probably be beneficial.  Thank goodness I was right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scrub/Exfoliator: (2x a week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The infamous Asprin Mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-3 tablets of noncoated asprin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-1 tablespoon of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-1 tablespoon of honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I gently rub the mask onto my face in circular motions to remove all the dead skin.  I leave it on for about 10-15 minutes, and I swear by this...  This makes my skin so smooth and subtle, it's like heaven.  I also got my mom addicted to this mask and it fades her acne scarring, and she loves it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: Do not wear this mask around big dogs.  They will wrestle you down to the ground and lick it all off your face because the honey smells delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eye Cream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mac's First Response Eye Cream. It smooths in all the lines, brightens your eye, and is very moisturizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moisturizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I use many different moisturizers, depending on the weather of course.  Right now I am using Mac's Studio Moisture Cream.  I first splash some spring water on my face first, then I rub in my moisturizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now onto the make up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Foundation: I use Mac's Studio Sculpt NC25 w/ the 188 brush (smaller is better for me) sheered out with Strobe Cream for more of a glow effect. I don't need much coverage, so this works for me. If you want more coverage from the foundation, I suggest you apply your foundation first, and use the strobe cream to highlight your features afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Concealer: Mac's Studio Sculpt NW25 w/ the 224 brush.  This baby blends like a dream, and erases imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Setting Powder: Either a MSF Natural, but I recently have been using my Chanel Universal Powder in Translucent #3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Extra Tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-I drink lots of water, Aloe Vera juice, and occasionally green tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-I eat lots of grapefruit, tofu, and veggies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-I never dry my face with a towel, I let my face dry naturally/air dry it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To dry out a zit, dab a little tooth paste on it to dry that mo' fucker out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-I smile a lot, smiling makes you glow. (This can get you in trouble though, because smiling at someone creepy accidently can make them think you want their nuts. ahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-I do yoga, this relaxes me and gets rid of my stresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-907374401064543027?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/907374401064543027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=907374401064543027&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/907374401064543027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/907374401064543027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-nu-not-old-i-was-thinking-about.html' title='Skin/Face Routine'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SanqENyYb0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/8Gwurvitn9Y/s72-c/nuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-3551304087371202460</id><published>2009-02-28T02:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:51:32.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>I'm alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SajmjKW7dGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kc6eqjUdRlk/s1600-h/nu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SajmjKW7dGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kc6eqjUdRlk/s320/nu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307745652606465122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Must I look 16?&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact: I get carded for lottery tickets and also movies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I'd take a picture to show you guys I'm not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complete&lt;/span&gt; wreck (physically).  My hair is kind of messed up, I have dark circles (thanks to my studio sculpt concealer, they are not visible hehe), I even got two pimples (on my chin) due to lack of sleep and stress I guess.  Owff.  Besides that, I'm actually pretty good at hiding my emotions.  That is until I am alone, and it happens to be dark outside.  Thanks so much to every one of my lovely ladies who left me some love, and showed concern in my last post.  It's so amazing that people I have not met were oh so willing to give me hugs and support when my so called friends have mostly betrayed and abandoned me.  But that is another story!&lt;br /&gt;I am still feeling a little down, and not 100% myself yet, but I'll be okay.  I'm a strong girl who loves life, and I burn through it with a fiery passion.  I have lots of love to give, and until I find my match, all that love is going to my bloggers!  :)  Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-3551304087371202460?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3551304087371202460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=3551304087371202460&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3551304087371202460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/3551304087371202460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SajmjKW7dGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kc6eqjUdRlk/s72-c/nu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-238490518390570673</id><published>2009-02-26T00:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:39:35.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new camera'/><title type='text'>Feeling a little down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaYkGwNYtgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KyOgH8JLr7w/s1600-h/Picture1033-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaYkGwNYtgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KyOgH8JLr7w/s320/Picture1033-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306968909341570562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken with my new camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been feeling like myself lately.  I've been so lonely, and I sometimes I feel like I am on the verge of tears.  I've been thinking a lot about my past relationships.  My take on relationships is simple, they all fail until one finally prevails.  I am a hopeless romantic , and sometimes I wish I could just rip my heart out.  I'm so kind hearted, I end up getting taken advantage of, all the fucking time.  Even by so-called friends.  It's stupid.  I care too much, am too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, and sometimes I wish I could just toughen up, just a little for my hearts sake.  I'm sorry for using my blog as a venting area right now, I really never wanted to ever write about anything too deep or personal on here, but here I am.  I'm exhausted from all the failures, and I feel so emotionally raw it's sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was talking to my ex today and he want to try to fix things.  How stupid!  He already did lots of damage, and now he wants to fix it?  Now he's not the first one to want to "fix things," but it always comes as a shock to me...  What's the point?  What's the point of hunting me down and bothering me with nonsense?  It's stupid, and what bothers me the most is that it always gets me thinking: what could have been?  That one thought, always sends my happy mood and happy go lucky self go down the drain.  Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I played around with my camera today, and I still need to figure out the settings!  The pictures I took make me look ghastly white, which is still beautiful (pale skin has always been lovely to me), but it's just not true to my real skin tone.  Aside from the bright flash that makes me look like a ghost, the camera captures a lot of details and I am satisfied with that part.  See for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaYqMerB5BI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/r4s7LS2DB04/s1600-h/Picture1034-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaYqMerB5BI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/r4s7LS2DB04/s320/Picture1034-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306975604783047698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( attempting to be sexy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-238490518390570673?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/238490518390570673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=238490518390570673&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/238490518390570673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/238490518390570673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-little-down.html' title='Feeling a little down.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaYkGwNYtgI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KyOgH8JLr7w/s72-c/Picture1033-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7613209024766504208</id><published>2009-02-24T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:09:54.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new camera'/><title type='text'>I'm armed...</title><content type='html'>Muahaha this camera whore is armed with a new camera!  Look how adorable this is, pink and polka dots, what could a blogger want more?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaSZ7y-WQhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YRoaCBhIvHM/s1600-h/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaSZ7y-WQhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YRoaCBhIvHM/s320/camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535513523896850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yayaya I am so excited!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7613209024766504208?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7613209024766504208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7613209024766504208&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7613209024766504208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7613209024766504208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-armed.html' title='I&apos;m armed...'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaSZ7y-WQhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YRoaCBhIvHM/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-8015385981457955722</id><published>2009-02-23T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:58:37.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Monday Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaOBkuYL_PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SCb7dSiEhws/s1600-h/nunudoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaOBkuYL_PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SCb7dSiEhws/s320/nunudoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306227253897329906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My old banner, I still really like this pic though.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read this on my bestie's blog, and I couldn't resist on copying and pasting it here for all my lovely ladies.  No pic whoring today, or reviews, I have a huge migraine...  :(  But I just wanted to let everyone know that I am planning a contest.   *evil laugh*  And I am starting to collect prizes!  I also finally made a blog roll/list!  I added every single one of you followers, so now it will be easier for me to keep in touch with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of &lt;strong&gt;kindness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For lovely eyes,&lt;strong&gt; seek&lt;/strong&gt; out the good in people.&lt;br /&gt;For a slim figure, &lt;strong&gt;share&lt;/strong&gt; your food with the hungry.&lt;br /&gt;For beautiful hair, &lt;strong&gt;let a child&lt;/strong&gt; run his or her fingers through it once a day.&lt;br /&gt;For poise, walk with the &lt;strong&gt;knowledge&lt;/strong&gt; that you never walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, &lt;strong&gt;revived&lt;/strong&gt;, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, &lt;strong&gt;the other for helping others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. &lt;em&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes&lt;/em&gt;, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode, but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.&lt;br /&gt;-Audrey Hepburn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS UP W/ BLOGGER?  THE SITE KEEPS ON COMING UP WITH ERRORS WHEN I TRY TO COMMENT PEOPLE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-8015385981457955722?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8015385981457955722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=8015385981457955722&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8015385981457955722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/8015385981457955722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-monday-night.html' title='Boring Monday Night.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaOBkuYL_PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SCb7dSiEhws/s72-c/nunudoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4746229678944209694</id><published>2009-02-22T14:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:36:41.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 ways'/><title type='text'>10 sure ways to tell if you're a beauty blogger or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaIk-tCf2gI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gUagBR0kWEo/s1600-h/blogging.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaIk-tCf2gI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gUagBR0kWEo/s320/blogging.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305843970656426498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- You wear your Vanity like a diamond ring and are damn proud of it!  HOLLERRR!  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Gluttony is a familiar sin to you, your blog has beautiful pictures of all different kinds of food.  Your stomach also growls when you come across other blogs that also have pictures of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- You go shopping with a mental list of new beauty items to get...  All which were suggestions you got from other Beloved Beauty Bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- You have used BB Cream.  *I swear they should call it BBBB= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;eauty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;logger &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;lemish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;alm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Your bf often questions your sexuality since you're always oogling these lovely ladies...  Hey, it's not my fault these girls are wise in the beauty department hunny...  *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- You know what "kawaii" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- You vent and make fun of things at the same time, and then smile when someone leaves you a comforting comment.  You ladies are so supportive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- Your camera might as well be surgically attached to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- You let your imagination run wild and a muck just for beauty challenges/contests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Your path in life has a fork that always leads you to expensive brand names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&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/7960017084707755215-4746229678944209694?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4746229678944209694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4746229678944209694&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4746229678944209694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4746229678944209694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-ways-to-tell-if-youre-beauty-blogger.html' title='10 sure ways to tell if you&apos;re a beauty blogger or not.'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaIk-tCf2gI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gUagBR0kWEo/s72-c/blogging.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-2451707638710221926</id><published>2009-02-21T18:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T10:43:48.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lip Ring VS. Stud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I got my lip pierced two months ago, I originally did it because I was dying for a &lt;a href="http://www.abazias.com"&gt;diamond&lt;/a&gt; stud, totally cute.  (I never take pics with it because it never shows up on camera)  But my friend Nate, also  my piercer/tattoo artist put a ring on me because it was better for the healing process.  (I have no tattoos btw)  But now I am totally in love with rings, I think it gives me a little bit of an edge and is super sexy!  My dad hates it though, when he first saw me after I was pierced, he called me an animal.  haha  Oh Asian father.  Which do you think is hotter on me? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaCRhY0-0dI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wkOHLgL8exM/s1600-h/Picture937-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaCRhY0-0dI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wkOHLgL8exM/s320/Picture937-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305400363828826578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lip Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaCTX3Qej7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/n0qV_fL8mZ0/s1600-h/Picture972-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaCTX3Qej7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/n0qV_fL8mZ0/s320/Picture972-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305402399221780402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lip Stud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm such a cam whore.  :)   I'm also such a smokey eye whore haha.  Anyways, I am looking to get a new camera, does anyone have any suggestions?!  Have a great weekend lovelys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-2451707638710221926?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2451707638710221926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=2451707638710221926&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2451707638710221926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/2451707638710221926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/lip-ring-vs-stud.html' title='Lip Ring VS. Stud'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SaCRhY0-0dI/AAAAAAAAAWY/wkOHLgL8exM/s72-c/Picture937-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-7277054362413663386</id><published>2009-02-20T00:02:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:35:52.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Loreal Hip Kohl Eyeliner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought this out of pure curiosity after seeing a random Arabian eye make up tutorial.  I always admired the perfectly lined eyes, and started surfing the web to see if Middle Easterners lined their eyes in any special way...  I found eye kohls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ46fojWMtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LOlcdU2j7oA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ46fojWMtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LOlcdU2j7oA/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304741726225052370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a a loose eye kohl, adds such beautiful drama &amp;amp; defines your eyes!  It stays on my waterline and tight line until I decide to take it off.  I have a very moist water line, and I've tried different brands of gel liners, eye pencils, cream shadows, but this by far is the best.  It does not fade or smudge, and it doesn't aggravate my eyes or contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ494d4yK1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UgOHX9KeW9Y/s1600-h/Picture851-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ494d4yK1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UgOHX9KeW9Y/s320/Picture851-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304745451393788754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do I apply it?&lt;br /&gt;The wand is a felt tip which looks intimidating at first, but I got over that fast.&lt;br /&gt;1- Take wand out of the tube, and tap off the excess, which eliminates the problem of fallout that everyone often complains about.&lt;br /&gt;2- Place it on the waterline, close your eye and dag it across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this method the most because I can line both my water &amp;amp; tight line at the same time!  I have always had issues lining my tight light because my eyes water so damn much, it wasn't even worth it to me...  BUT NOT ANYMORE!!!  This baby works like a dream once you figure out how to actually use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also apply this kohl the "normal Western" way by pressing it into your lashline.  I personally like it on my waterline &amp;amp; tightline, but it does look very nice when paired with a smokey eye also.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; thing I feel super uncomfortable about is the packaging...  It comes as is, ready to use, with no plastic seal or anything.  In stores you can find this product just hanging there like an ornament.  UM, WHAT HAPPENED TO SAFETY?!  WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF SOMEONE TAMPERED WITH THE PRODUCT?  Now in drugstores, there aren't armed security guards standing in front of the kohl liners, guarding them with their lives...   So it would be very easy for someone to tamper with them, or even swatch them, and then put it back.  GROSS, UNSANITARY, AND I REALLY HOPE THEY CHANGE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-7277054362413663386?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7277054362413663386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=7277054362413663386&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7277054362413663386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/7277054362413663386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-loreal-hip-kohl-eyeliner.html' title='Review: Loreal Hip Kohl Eyeliner'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ46fojWMtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LOlcdU2j7oA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-4085888363567982784</id><published>2009-02-17T23:00:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:36:42.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M&apos;s Gossip Girl Contest'/><title type='text'>M's Gossip Girl Conest</title><content type='html'>This is my entry for &lt;a href="http://makemeblushhh.blogspot.com/"&gt;M's&lt;/a&gt; Gossip Girl Contest!  I drew my inspiration from Blair Waldorf.  :)  Sorry it took so long for me to actually get to this M!  I am such a perfectionist and I needed the perfect headband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually went to one of the most prestigious Prep Schools in my state!  I loved it there, I discovered my love for the arts, esp. charcoal.  I really excelled in English and History, I hated math (my dad calls me a disgrace)!  I played Lacrosse for the cute plaid skirts, and was voted best dressed by the teachers!  I also developed a CRAZY sense of humor, a great example of this is my new poll...  GO VOTE!  Oh yeah ladies, I'm still a real big nerd!  I am constantly at the bookstore, looking for a new read...  Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZulkpNn7DI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDghE-A8PHw/s1600-h/b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZulkpNn7DI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDghE-A8PHw/s320/b%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304015035115760690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This one is my fave for some reason, so I felt the need to alter it.   hehe  The others are untouched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ0L-F0iX1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/fwBlLYu9sWA/s1600-h/Picture929-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZ0L-F0iX1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/fwBlLYu9sWA/s320/Picture929-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304409097454640978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuPQfzX1lI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/pFLVEN7Tzgk/s1600-h/Picture871-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuPQfzX1lI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/pFLVEN7Tzgk/s320/Picture871-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303990499736540754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuKGuN1pHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0NMBzaDLKfo/s1600-h/Picture932-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuKGuN1pHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0NMBzaDLKfo/s320/Picture932-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303984834248811634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuP0wwadiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/59WJCEW2CyY/s1600-h/Picture876-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuP0wwadiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/59WJCEW2CyY/s320/Picture876-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303991122762823202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuT7ZdgBCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8jqCPa01taQ/s1600-h/Picture898-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZuT7ZdgBCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8jqCPa01taQ/s320/Picture898-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303995634815075362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow do I look young in these pics!  haha  No wonder why I always get weird looks when I order cocktails and always get carded...  Thanks Asian Genes!  Oh, and btw, I GET IT FROM MY MAMA.  hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches,&lt;br /&gt;Nu Nu Doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7960017084707755215-4085888363567982784?l=nunudoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4085888363567982784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7960017084707755215&amp;postID=4085888363567982784&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4085888363567982784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7960017084707755215/posts/default/4085888363567982784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nunudoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/ms-gossip-girl-conest.html' title='M&apos;s Gossip Girl Conest'/><author><name>Nu Nu Dollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05104957968285167467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SjHk9IlwUxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/T98cefovINY/S220/anime2+copy+copy(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZulkpNn7DI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDghE-A8PHw/s72-c/b%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7960017084707755215.post-6336373515307662009</id><published>2009-02-16T22:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:42:56.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberto Cavalli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring 09 Trends'/><title type='text'>Another Spring Trend: Femine, Floral, and Fierce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another Spring trend..?  Black smokey matte eyes, peachy cheeks, and nude lips!  Omg...  These are just a few of my faves from Roberto Cavalli's Spring 2009 Ready to Wear Collection.   I've noticed in comparison to the very sexy smokey eye, the clothes aree very feminine and romantic looking.   So start looking for those flower print party dresses ladies!  This whole collection makes me think about tea parties and frilly frilly goodness.  It's just to die forrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZotG0wex6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9cZLAkPwW6s/s1600-h/00130m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehH6FzFJnDs/SZotG0wex6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/9cZLAkPwW6s/s320/00130m.jpg" alt="" id
