<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:14:14.376+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Club!</title><subtitle type='html'>Trying to be ME..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-116740051966181757</id><published>2006-12-29T17:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T18:11:30.123+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back at 2006..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;a href="http://www.quoteland.com/author.asp?AUTHOR_ID=299"&gt;W. M. Lewis&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2006 has come to an end! Another year folds, with hopes of a better tomorrow. Looking back at 2006 and how saturated it was with memories, events, occasions, laughter and chaos; I tell myself &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“man, how fast life is!”&lt;/span&gt; I look back at some of the stupid things I did and laugh saying: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“what was I thinking?!”&lt;/span&gt; I remember how I always complained about a Finance course I had last semester, which made that period quite unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back at when I had made my mind about the major that I wanted to study (Marketing), and how I changed it to Travel and Tourism. I remember I was very thankful when the semester was over! I was thinking no more math! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*a subject I hate, can’t help it honestly.*&lt;/span&gt; I look back at when I turned 19, thinking that it will make me feel older, that was funny because people kept asking me &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“How does it feel now you’re older?”&lt;/span&gt; I still have no answer for that. One of the things that I really miss, and I really wish that time could move backwards to, is my summer vacation! I had &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“the time of my life”&lt;/span&gt; as they say. Saw family, relatives, hanged out with friends that I really miss, miss swimming in the Atlantic Ocean which was a cool experience, since Dubai overlooks the gulf only, went on long road trips, something I enjoy doing outside the UAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when this semester started, when I attended the marketing classes I told my friend &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“this is going to be one long semester...”&lt;/span&gt; Now that am majored in Travel and Tourism I am very happy and grateful, I met so many nice people and have so many friends from all over the world, something I couldn’t have had if I majored in Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;It gets quite hectic at times, but I love it! Now that am working in a hotel “Madinat Jumeirah” its quite tiring, because of its long hours, but let’s think the positive way! I learned a lot of things, acquired new skills, and made loads of friends of different ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Ramadan this year wasn’t as great as it in was in the past, it felt a bit bland and plain. Another important thing is relationships, most of the relationships this year were bonded, made stronger, others just ended, and few are left pending. I don’t want this to sound like an essay; but overall, this year was exciting, fast and fun. When I sit with my friends and look back at what happened we crack up laughing sometimes at things we did and said, what only remain are memories. I am looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since 7 is my lucky number! :D I hope that the New Year will be as lovely and joyous as I hope to live it; I hope that I would be able to make decisions without having second thoughts; I hope that I would never regret anything I do! I hope I’d never shed a tear; I hope that god would keep me healthy and bless everyone I know!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR to all the wonderful people I know, I LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What do you wish for in 2007??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-116740051966181757?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/116740051966181757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=116740051966181757&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116740051966181757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116740051966181757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/12/looking-back-at-2006.html' title='Looking back at 2006..'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-116430485618503610</id><published>2006-11-23T21:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:11:36.923+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribbles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted anything worthy in a long time! I've been busy with college and projects, which took most of my time! Instead of writing, I decided to do something different, I've been 'let's say' going back to an old talent that I had forgotten about. Here are some of the drawings I've been working on lately. Enjoy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/574/2490/1600/815138/23112006015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/574/2490/320/646288/23112006015.jpg" width="537" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*hand with beads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/574/2490/1600/815138/23112006015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/574/2490/1600/290887/11112006005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/574/2490/320/288703/11112006005.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*porsche carrera GT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;* the above were referenced from deviant art.&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/24044074-116430485618503610?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/116430485618503610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=116430485618503610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116430485618503610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116430485618503610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/11/scribbles.html' title='Scribbles...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-116059292642157401</id><published>2006-10-11T22:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:59:14.630+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain or Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ever wondered how life would have been without pain or love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you say that it is not fair to be hurt or suffer pain, but to be honest there is no love without pain. They say that you cannot feel the sweetness of life, without tasting its bitterness first! Nothing comes easy as they say. It’s not only the pain of love that people suffer from; people suffer from pain of illness or pain of being lonely, pain of realizing how unfair life can be, pain of knowing that people can cheat you, even the ones close to you and dear to your heart shock you sometimes, you think you know them very well, until the day comes where you recognize you were wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People go through life changing experiences, especially those related to love; its hard or in other words &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“painful”&lt;/span&gt; to be holding on to a person that you thought meant everything to you, and just find out that you cannot trust that person anymore; suddenly, you stop trusting everyone! Don’t you feel like that sometimes?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, is the greatest feeling any person can share. And trust me if you don’t love, you don’t have a life! No offence but this is the truth! Of course, you go through that experience knowing the risks that come with it, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“pain, sorrow, joy, happiness, shock”&lt;/span&gt; and maybe &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“heartbreak”&lt;/span&gt; . And even though you get heartbroken, you fall in love again, stronger than before, and the cycle goes on. Its human nature, he tumbles, stands up, and moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some people find it hard to let go, or move on; I have one thing to tell these people &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“time is capable of making you forget.”&lt;/span&gt; There will come a day, where you will meet someone that would make you forget the past and how &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“painful”&lt;/span&gt; it was. And here again, there is no love without pain. I think that pain is a life spice, just a little of it would heat your life up, but too much of the same thing can cause chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And remember, no matter how depressed you are or how hurt you feel, you should never turn your back on life, because there are more joyous moments than we can imagine. And there are people out there that are willing to put a smile on your face, and there are people that have or are experiencing the same thing, so just be thankful that it ended the good way, with no permanent damage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-116059292642157401?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/116059292642157401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=116059292642157401&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116059292642157401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/116059292642157401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/10/pain-or-love.html' title='Pain or Love?'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115929584070468171</id><published>2006-09-26T22:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:37:21.026+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I opened this page and stared at it for about 10 minutes! Why? Because am not in the mood to post anything, and because I have no time to think of something to jot down. I've been jammed lately with projects and deadlines. Every time I say I have sometime to do something, a new project is thrown at my face! I honestly got sick of it, I just want to finish!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;The good thing is, I became a licensed tour guide in Dubai! Hurray!! If any of you wants to go on a tour around the city, am here!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;*winks*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I know that I haven't posted something worthwhile lately, but it's not my fault. Hopefully, I will be able to compensate for that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115929584070468171?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115929584070468171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115929584070468171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115929584070468171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115929584070468171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-time.html' title='No time...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115773135518935157</id><published>2006-09-08T19:36:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:10:05.736+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Real World..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/travel2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/travel2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;After spending almost 2 months away from Dubai, am finally back to the real world; back home; back to my friends; back to College. And to be honest, I felt weird when I first arrived, it took me awhile before I adapted. On that day, I had not eaten for 24 hours! You might say that am exaggerating, but that's the truth. And every time I tried to eat, my stomach got irritated and I start having these aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;Back to what I wanted to say, I started College last Sunday, and like all "first-day" reunion it was fun, and as i mentioned before, was excited about my new major Marketing. But, as soon as I attended the course's classes, I started to feel uncomfortable. Yes, when I attended classes the next day, I felt the same, uncomfortable, bored and disappointed because that's not what I have been told and expect!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;So, I was left with only one choice, that is to change my major, and I did! I talked to the Supervisor about it and made a final decision, I changed to Travel and Tourism &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;*shocked*&lt;/span&gt;! Well, am not. I guess I never expected it to end this way, it's not actually an ending, its the beginning of a new journey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;*Sighs*&lt;/span&gt; Anyways, I will be going on a training course and hopefully be a licensed tour guide, and i'll see how things turn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;That's all for the mean time I guess, leave you all safe in the hands of the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115773135518935157?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115773135518935157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115773135518935157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115773135518935157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115773135518935157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/09/real-world.html' title='Real World..'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115721513809432750</id><published>2006-09-02T20:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:38:58.166+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PHEW!! am back!! After spending a wonderful vacation that lasted 2 months, am back to Dubai! i arrived yesterday at 3:00 a.m. It was a very long flight, but to be honest it's worth the exhaustion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, college is starting tomorrow, my feelings are mixed, some happy, some excited, some nervous!! *Sighs* now I have house chores to finish, and am honestly not in the mood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyways, that's for the mean time, I just wanted to let you know that am back, and i'll hopefully be posting something worthy next time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blog you all later!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115721513809432750?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115721513809432750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115721513809432750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115721513809432750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115721513809432750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-back.html' title='Am BACK!!'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115150496908602925</id><published>2006-06-28T18:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T18:29:29.100+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is my time of the year, where i go on my summer vacation. I've been waiting for this break since forever now, fortunately, its finally here! Hopefully, i'll be leaving tomorrow morning, a flight about 7 hours and 40 minutes long, to Morocco. I don't know if i'll have the chance to blog anything, but i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, long message short, i'll be gone for around two months. Hope you all have a great summer! Am gonna miss all of you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115150496908602925?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115150496908602925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115150496908602925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115150496908602925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115150496908602925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/06/adios-everyone.html' title='Adios everyone!'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115108259898940837</id><published>2006-06-23T21:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:09:59.003+04:00</updated><title type='text'>You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/222.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="51" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/222.png" width="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I was sitting in my room, listening to music, suddenly these words came up to my mind, hope you like it!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I breathe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As I rest my head on your chest, carefully listening to the whistles in your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;Each breath you take assures me of your presence, here, next to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart beats…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Just seeing that wonderful smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;My heart brightens, whenever you look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I look in your eyes; you simply made me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For how you make me feel when am with you.&lt;br /&gt;For knowing that you’ll always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever I cry, you wipe off my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;To know that I love you, but can’t have you.&lt;br /&gt;As I see you drift away from me, moving apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For this love to last forever.&lt;br /&gt;That you’ll never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;That you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I belong to you&lt;br /&gt;You belong to me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115108259898940837?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115108259898940837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115108259898940837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115108259898940837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115108259898940837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/06/you.html' title='You...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115081714336868425</id><published>2006-06-20T19:02:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:28:51.226+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every 4 years, people go nuts! Become Maniacs! Football rules and over takes their lives. They are not blamed, for every one wants their country to win, to be able to represent their people in the best way possible. They cheer so hard, moments filled with joy and frustration; tears and laughter, all for the sake of the good game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, an all time favorite “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;venha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brasil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;” .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, such sophistication “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Allez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, always fun to watch, and future champions “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C’mon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;man!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Argentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, simply dazzling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vamos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Argentina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, other than their cute players, they always surprise you “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bellissimo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Italia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, the best so far, I bet they’ll be dancing flamingo at the end “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Arriba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;España!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, Brazil of Europe “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grande&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Portugal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, aiming for gold, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;op&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Duitsland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this list can go on. Of course, I was hoping to include the Arab teams; but they are simply weak to compete.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Survival of the strongest”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me myself, have become addicted to watching football, believe me or not, I have watched all matches!! I know am worse than guys, but what to do? I love football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I cannot predict who is going to be this year’s World Champion, because the competition is strong, and all teams are working their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“asses off”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to qualify to the next round. I just hope that Brazil won’t win this cup, because to be honest, its quite boring seeing the same team win over and over again, its like Federer and tennis, where he keeps winning again and again. Anyways, let’s not change the subject, I would love to see a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“new face”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that would surprise the whole world, but breaking Brazil’s heart and winning the World cup!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just wait and see, the days will show the most worthy team to win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115081714336868425?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115081714336868425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115081714336868425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115081714336868425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115081714336868425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/06/football-fever.html' title='Football Fever...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-115001442163437047</id><published>2006-06-11T12:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T12:27:01.650+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Another year ended, and many things happened, and roads lead to different destinations. Yet, events have marked our unfinished journey; some &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“went according to plan”&lt;/span&gt; , others were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“unexpected”&lt;/span&gt; and few were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“chaotic”&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A human’s journey in life is to learn by example and experience, deliver a certain message, and make a difference by leaving a mark! Talking about making a difference; no one is that lucky to be able to change the path of those who &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“screwed up”&lt;/span&gt; , or convince people to change certain habits for their own good, or even try to sort things out with those who forgot &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you’re there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and decided to walk away and wash things out, like the rain that washes everything away. There’s a myth that says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“when rain falls down, it’s a blessing, for it was sent to wash human’s sins!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year is over, so are the pressures of studies, work and daily routine. This year carried so many things, and I learned a lot from people around me, from conflicts they faced, from frenzy stories that at some point made me grow sick and horrified by how cruel people can be, and how bad they can become for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“pleasure&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a blend of joy and sorrow, delight and regret, success and failure. The joy of being surrounded by such wonderful people, and the sorrow of losing them, the delight of helping those in need, and the regret of making a wrong decision, the success of accomplishing a goal, and a failure to know that your plans didn’t work out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the mystery in the cycle of life, the sequence of day and night, the precision of time; all were made for us to forgive and forget, to know that there’s a new chance lying behind the sun rays, to live up to our dreams and move on. We meet new people to make us forget how bad it felt to lose a loved one. We make friends to share our moments of grief and happiness, and we make friends to guide us through the journey of life and tell us that the world is still fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might all say that am too young to be talking about life, or that am inexperienced, but to be honest I’ve been through all sort of emotions. I’ve been &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;betrayed&lt;/span&gt;, heartbroken, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lied to&lt;/span&gt;, loved, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fooled&lt;/span&gt;, miserable, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;, lost and above all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But I learned my lesson from each and every problem I faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I learned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that no one deserves my tears, because if someone loves me, won’t make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that no matter how hard you try to predict a person’s actions, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“You’re prediction is wrong!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that regardless of how much effort you put to impress people and show them how much you care; they are never impressed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that no matter how close to being a failure you are, you can still make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that people who don’t accept or give second chances, are those who have screwed up, and if given a second chance; believe that it’s not enough to rectify what they did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that even through hardship, grief, and misery; you should make space in your heart for laughter, because nothing makes life more beautiful than a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-115001442163437047?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/115001442163437047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=115001442163437047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115001442163437047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/115001442163437047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/06/abstract-thoughts.html' title='Abstract thoughts...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114942965297045866</id><published>2006-06-04T17:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:43:02.773+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/smiley.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, well, well, what can I say? Last Wednesday I watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“The Da Vinci Code”&lt;/span&gt; , such a nice movie, I really enjoyed it, at least it wasn’t a disappointment, to the contrary of what I heard, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“that it wasn’t worth all the advertisement!”&lt;/span&gt; To me it was satisfying and compelling, although at some point in the middle of the movie, I started to feel a bit bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to burn the movie for those who haven’t seen it yet; but what I realized, is that by the end of the movie, let’s say 1 hour before it finished, it started moving towards another twist, unlike the book, that ends in a surprisingly bland way; the movie actually spills so many details and unfolds the truth &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"as they say"&lt;/span&gt; about Leonardo Da Vinci’s art, especially, his &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Last Supper”&lt;/span&gt; painting. What would be nice to know is that whether all the details mentioned in the movie are real facts or mere fiction?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the Director wanted to make a mark of his own in the movie; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Congrats!"&lt;/span&gt; He did one hell of a job!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114942965297045866?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114942965297045866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114942965297045866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114942965297045866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114942965297045866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-done.html' title='Well done!'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114857020885319717</id><published>2006-05-25T19:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:59:46.930+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful, inside or outside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It all started with a discussion board topic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Linda Evangelista was ranked #8 in Channel 5's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"World's greatest supermodel"&lt;/span&gt; list and has become very rich. Read the quotes below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Personal quotes, Linda Evangelista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"It was God who made me so beautiful. If I weren't, then I'd be a teacher."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"I don't get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"I don't diet. I just don't eat as much as I'd like to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"People think modeling's mindless, that you just stand there and pose, but it doesn't have to be that way. I like to have a lot of input. I know how to wear a dress, whether it should be shot with me standing or sitting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Oh, Linda Linda, what a beauty you are!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda is considered one of the few lucky people in the world, who you can call &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"beautiful"&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;All what you see on streets now are plastic faces, with fake beauty; so "Linda, good for&lt;br /&gt;you". But outer beauty isn't what's important, what's important is in what way you use&lt;br /&gt;that beauty? Some people might be fooled by the way they look, saying to&lt;br /&gt;themselves, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"am gorgeous, beautiful and nearly perfect!!"&lt;/span&gt; Who cares?! To me, your&lt;br /&gt;heart, smile, kindness and personality is what would make you look beautiful in&lt;br /&gt;everyone's eyes. Trust me, being beautiful and not having that glowing, amazing&lt;br /&gt;personality isn't worth the energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And those people who let's say are not as beautiful as&lt;br /&gt;Linda; you have something amazing about you, that definitely Linda does not have.&lt;br /&gt;So, you can be as proud of yourself as you can, because people with your personality&lt;br /&gt;are crowned, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"the world's kindest person!'"&lt;/span&gt; I think that's way too better than being&lt;br /&gt;crowned as &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"the world's most beautiful person!"&lt;/span&gt; Because there are too many beautiful people,&lt;br /&gt;however, with empty hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114857020885319717?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114857020885319717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114857020885319717&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114857020885319717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114857020885319717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/05/beautiful-inside-or-outside.html' title='Beautiful, inside or outside?'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114770354236630280</id><published>2006-05-15T17:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:58:49.176+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better be good!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/davinci%20code.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/davinci%20code.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today, as i drove across Al-Garhood bridge and Sheikh Zayed road, i saw these posters that captured my attention stretched along the road. These posters were advertising a new movie coming to town, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"The Da Vinci Code"&lt;/span&gt; . It's the first time i see such a huge publicity campaign on roads, radios and movie theaters advertising a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"movie"&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know if what i heard is correct, about the movie being this year's best!! Won't believe it, till i see it. Talking about the book; it was one of the best i ever read, i didn't read it once, but twice, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"How boring?!"&lt;/span&gt; you might say, but the truth is, it's spellbinding. I keep telling myself not to get too excited about this movie, but it's too late! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;One thing i know for sure; either the movie is going to be thrilling or it might end up being a total disappointment compared to the book. I don't agree with the idea of exaggerating something more than it deserves, like what happened with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"War of the Worlds&lt;/span&gt;" , to me that movie was pointless, meaningless, total waste of time and a major disappointment. I remember when they first started advertising for this movie, i thought &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Wow, this is going to be the bomb!!"&lt;/span&gt; *lol* and when i watched it, the bomb exploded in my face!! I asked myself, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"what the hell were they advertising for?!"&lt;/span&gt; To be honest, i couldn't find a logical answer. Were they advertising for the fiction? or were they advertising for Steven Spielberg? or was it just another advertisement for Tom Cruise!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyways, i know that i talked a lot... Am going to wait for the movie to come out, watch it, then comment on what i just wrote above...It's going to be funny if the movie turns out to be another disappointment!! *grins*&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/24044074-114770354236630280?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114770354236630280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114770354236630280&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114770354236630280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114770354236630280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/05/better-be-good.html' title='Better be good!!'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114762060513685744</id><published>2006-05-14T18:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:57:16.996+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a note..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I know i haven't posted anything in a long time, and that you are probably bored by now. Nothing much happened with me lately, the only thing you can say was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"an event"&lt;/span&gt; is my Birthday. Yes indeed, am finally 19, it feels good to be a year older, you feel wiser and more responsible. But then again, am still me, being 19 doesn't make me any older! *lol* sounds funny i know, you all might be thinking, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"what on earth is she saying?! duh we grow older!!"&lt;/span&gt; I feel like even if i become 30 or maybe 35, i would still have this silliness that surrounds me, the eagerness to make everyone around me happy regardless of whatever sucky mood am in..i know that sounds &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"out of the blue"&lt;/span&gt; , but it's true. And i think the older i get the crazier i become *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh oh, for those who know me, and for those who like me, am sorry if i was such an ass at some point, i know it bothers some of you, but i guess you just have to live with that :P can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For all the people that love me, or loves something about me, i love you so much and i don't know without you around how i could've made it through. I appreciate you being there when i need you, appreciate the way you put a smile on my face, the way i see the world with different eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol* this looks like a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114762060513685744?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114762060513685744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114762060513685744&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114762060513685744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114762060513685744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-note.html' title='Just a note..'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114640585284103190</id><published>2006-04-30T17:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:49:49.623+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwritten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/embroidery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/embroidery.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well, what can I say? It's been quite a while since the last time I posted anything, that's because I had to submit tons of projects last week, and I finally have some time to jot something down. I guess that there's nothing new to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yesterday I attended this meeting about my marketing project and curriculum next semester. It was an interesting assembly, as representatives from the USA working for the B-Peace organization that helps Afghani women establish their businesses came in and talked to us. They asked us to launch this advertising campaign for the Afghani women and their products. They also brought in some of the hand-crafts these women did, and some of the embroidery they worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an exciting event, because these women will finally let their products "see the light", and be shifted here to Dubai for it to be known and sold. It's not going to be an easy task, because a lot of these products are out-styled, made of bad fabric and lack color pattern. The representatives said that they tried to sell these products in the USA, but there was no market for it there. So, they are asking for our, let’s say &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“creativeness”&lt;/span&gt; , to re-style these products and introduce them to the local market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that my marketing course next semester would be worth the excitement am feeling now…:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114640585284103190?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114640585284103190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114640585284103190&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114640585284103190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114640585284103190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/04/unwritten.html' title='Unwritten...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114529229853552653</id><published>2006-04-17T20:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:43:00.560+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/320/dancing.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What is it with people and running away? What is it with making all these promises that they can’t keep? Why try working so hard to win someone then abandon them? I don’t understand, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“It’s a complicated thing”&lt;/span&gt; they say!! Why build all these dreams and hopes, and when the time of putting it to action comes they just freak out?!&lt;br /&gt;The least you can do is explain. The worst part is they blame you for it!! They blame you for trusting them, believing in them and loving them. And when you try to find out what’s wrong they yell at you, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“leave me alone!”&lt;/span&gt; How ironic?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that poor person that you broke his heart, abandoned him and tore him apart, what did he do to deserve all that? He deserved it because he cared so much, been very kind and loved you! And because he saw something different in you, something special, felt comfortable with you, made you feel like you’re on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Sighs*&lt;/span&gt; how can I possibly find a reasonable answer to all these questions? By the way, am not the only one that wants to understand, apparently everyone that went through some dilemma wants to. And we all keep our hopes up to find clues, answers but then again we get nothing. All what we hear is lame excuses, “play another game for god’s sake!!” the funny thing is that they think we actually believe and fall for these excuses, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“hello, wake up!”&lt;/span&gt; no one is that stupid anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what’s good about all that running away, breaking up issue? They eventually come back! They think that they solved the problem by leaving, but then they wake up to face the truth, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“too good to be true”&lt;/span&gt; ; yes indeed, it is. They realize they miss something, something very dear to them, something they both shared, true feelings. Oh well, I guess it’s a tough thing after all, you can never ever predict what a person is thinking or what he is capable of doing...It just happens &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“out of the blue”&lt;/span&gt; as they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114529229853552653?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114529229853552653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114529229853552653&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114529229853552653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114529229853552653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/04/dilemmas.html' title='Dilemmas'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114440476315503446</id><published>2006-04-07T13:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:33:49.843+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry to u, sorry for me, sorry about…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/1600/abstract.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="318" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/574/2490/200/abstract.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You know when you get the feeling that you made the mistake of your life! I didn’t’ do anything wrong, don’t worry, its just am saying &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“What if?”&lt;/span&gt; how would you deal with such situation? Will you face it? Will you surrender? Or will you just run? Some people think it’s easy just to turn their back to it and leave, or in other words &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“run away”&lt;/span&gt; . Wouldn’t it just be easier to confront what you did, or who you screwed their lives and just apologize?! Although you know that they’ve done something wrong, something very hurtful, something that haunted you for so long! Still, they refuse to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy for people to say sorry, but its hard to make people feel it, it’s simple to spell the word, but it’s tough to make it strike your heart. Some people find the word &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“sorry”&lt;/span&gt; hard to say, even if they are guilty; they see it as a weakness, but to me it’s &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“a must say word”&lt;/span&gt; if I make a mistake, even if it wasn’t my fault, I still say it. I feel happy when I say it, it just makes things easier, but again not everyone wants to make life easier for others. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Sighs*&lt;/span&gt; after all, I guess it all depends on the person’s nature, his beliefs and what sort of characteristics wrap his personality. I believe that no matter how egoistic, skeptical and obstinate you are; you should always make space for apology, not for my sake but for the sake of the living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114440476315503446?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114440476315503446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114440476315503446&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114440476315503446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114440476315503446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-to-u-sorry-for-me-sorry-about.html' title='Sorry to u, sorry for me, sorry about…'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114364609626015729</id><published>2006-03-29T18:32:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:22:13.016+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I finally have sometime to post something new. It’s been one hell of a week, am finally relieved that I finished the crappiest three tasks I was assigned to do, Macroeconomics project, Math project and an Accounting exam, I know its boring &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*yawn* *yawn* *yawn*&lt;/span&gt; oh well, I don’t have any other choice. Anyways, I just stopped here to write something down, because I know it’s been quite a while since the last time I published anything, and i figured that you might be bored by now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made a big decision, I finally chose my major, and am quite happy I did. I chose Marketing, something I know I can do well in, after a whole week of thinking at last. I just hope I made the right choice &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else? Oh..I discovered a new hidden talent :D I wrote a poem, a love poem and it goes like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All I ever wanted is you.&lt;br /&gt;Love, laughter I found in you.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the pillow to my tears.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the fighter of my fears.&lt;br /&gt;I see myself in you, alive in you.&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted is for you to hold me.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me when I feel lonely. All I ever wanted is you.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to say is that I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a beginner, huh? &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you all later :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114364609626015729?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114364609626015729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114364609626015729&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114364609626015729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114364609626015729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114300987800484051</id><published>2006-03-22T10:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:20:59.076+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I woke up yesterday, fresh and active. I thought that this day was going to be like any other ordinary day; the only annoying thing that happened to me is that I had a car accident; well it wasn’t that bad, no serious damage, just the car’s front bumper, and the bonnet was a bit bloated. Some stupid guy stopped right in the middle of the road for no reason…Well, according to the law, it’s my fault, but still, he caused all the fuss! Anyways; after that I went to college, I had to attend some silly assembly, honestly I couldn’t take it, so me and my friend left the assembly hall, by the end of the day, I was given a paper to choose my major. I have 8 days to decide what major I should choose. I asked some friends about their opinion, whether it’s going to be marketing or Travel and Tourism, the majority, not majority, all of them! Said that I should pick Marketing..Frankly speaking, their opinions started to influence my decision, after I was 100% sure of my choice, I have to think it all over again…..anyways, that’s all I wanted to say today…If anything new happens, or if I finally make my decision, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“the final one”&lt;/span&gt; hopefully, I‘ll be glad to let you know &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&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/24044074-114300987800484051?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114300987800484051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114300987800484051&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114300987800484051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114300987800484051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-another-story.html' title='Just another story'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114270179974201004</id><published>2006-03-18T21:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T09:53:59.750+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a friend? How do you really know that that person is a friend for life?! A friend is a person that listens to you through his heart. A friend is the one who knows everything about you and still likes you, no matter how weird you are... A friend to me is a big, deep ocean to whom I can tell all my secrets, a true friend is a person that if I fight with, would put a beautiful smile the next minute. A friend would share my sorrows and joys; a friend will be there when am in need, even if they are far away, you would still feel the magnet of their reunion… A true friend is one that reaches out for you, just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;that they are there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You might be one of the few lucky people that find a true friend, that knows the real value of friendship and they become very keen and delegated to that great blessing! Having a person that would share a part of your life that guides you down the road, points out your frauds and mistakes and would laugh at anything you might say no matter how stupid it is...&lt;br /&gt;And if you go unnoticed, or disappeared for a certain reason; he (the friend) will act more than a brother, would worry so bad, that at times will make him go nuts! He will hold on to a 1 percent hope of seeing his friend again, although that sounds like impossible! Well, I don’t believe in that word...So do you really know the meaning of a friend? As far as I know, all what I said was only based on my perspective...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;How strongly do you agree or disagree with the quotation above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114270179974201004?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114270179974201004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114270179974201004&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114270179974201004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114270179974201004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/03/friend.html' title='A friend..'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114265918282968636</id><published>2006-03-18T08:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:43:13.903+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sat there, On a Friday afternoon; peacefully trying to figure out the math project I am working on. For the first 45 minutes, everything seemed good to me. Then, by the time I reached the last set of data, sorted it and put it in a table; I figure that there was something wrong. Something was missing… &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Please, please, please, gimme a break!”&lt;/span&gt; this cannot be happening now, not when am nearly done! For a moment I sat there staring at the piece of crap am working on, the stupid look on my face, clueless....aaaaargh!! god! i was pissed off. And do you know what i did after that? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; i closed my computer, and went to play with my cats. :D just to get my mind of the math crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114265918282968636?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114265918282968636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114265918282968636&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114265918282968636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114265918282968636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/03/clueless.html' title='Clueless...'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24044074.post-114232954073370460</id><published>2006-03-14T13:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:52:39.496+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since am new to this thing, i'll be posting my very first entry soon, i just need to work on some IT skills :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't really know how to start, i am still thinking of how should my blog look like, and what should it include. I don't want it very formal; just the blog that would reflect my personality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;" outgoing, fun and sweet." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24044074-114232954073370460?l=nanooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/114232954073370460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24044074&amp;postID=114232954073370460&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114232954073370460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24044074/posts/default/114232954073370460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nanooosh.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog..'/><author><name>~Nanoosh~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02833633071907989003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/296/9667/640/DSC00352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
