<?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-19295082</id><updated>2012-02-18T17:46:30.985+04:00</updated><category term='al qaida'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='prospectives'/><category term='death'/><category term='new blogspot'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='boys'/><category term='caring'/><category term='privacy'/><category term='Saudi Arabia'/><category term='Story'/><category term='girl friends'/><category term='so-called-friends'/><category term='italy'/><category term='AsalaNasri'/><category term='family'/><category term='the kingdom'/><category term='daring'/><category term='confused'/><category term='famous'/><category term='work'/><category term='Tiger-lili'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='future'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='excitement'/><category term='TV'/><category term='feeling trapped'/><category term='authority'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='addictions'/><category term='getting older'/><category term='costume'/><category term='discovering me'/><category term='security'/><category term='personal thoughts'/><category term='KSU'/><category term='thailand'/><category term='cats'/><category term='school'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='Stupid'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Riyadh'/><category term='One Tree Hill'/><category term='writting'/><category term='weirdos'/><category term='flickr'/><category term='Fo0f'/><category term='Arab Summit'/><category term='pain'/><category term='feeling sick'/><category term='mp3'/><category term='sick'/><category term='corruption'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='blogger meet'/><category term='google'/><category term='getting robbed'/><category term='technology'/><category term='shows'/><category term='sunni'/><category term='rush hour'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='Kittens'/><category term='change'/><category term='shiite'/><category term='tag'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='bordom'/><category term='Hyper'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='juventus'/><category term='layout'/><category term='mom'/><category term='age'/><category term='Home'/><category term='life in Saudi'/><category term='numb3rs'/><category term='friends'/><category term='gathering'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='women'/><category term='gay'/><category term='GYM'/><category term='personal views'/><category term='new friends'/><category term='Irony'/><category term='photography'/><category term='gloomy'/><category term='random'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='party'/><category term='bleh'/><category term='music'/><category term='blast from the past'/><category term='ahmed albrahim'/><category term='Arabic writing'/><category term='happy'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='Bahrain'/><category term='hackers'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='being suspicious'/><category term='being lost'/><category term='Free Foaud'/><category term='new cell'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='nowpublic'/><category term='health'/><category term='questions'/><category term='wacko people'/><title type='text'>Life.. As I see it..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5495712323399328687</id><published>2009-10-14T06:32:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:35:49.588+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Sweet, When You Understand it :P</title><content type='html'>Life is finally making sense to me, a lot of thing are unveiling. And lots more, I know what I want in them when I didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! I'm finally getting enlightened. Oh, how I missed you my blog *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving the Arabic saying that I translated in my subject line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الحياة حلوة، بس نفهمها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. What the hell is the followers!! wesh tha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-5495712323399328687?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5495712323399328687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5495712323399328687&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5495712323399328687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5495712323399328687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-sweet-when-you-understand-it-p.html' title='Life is Sweet, When You Understand it :P'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7265645002797365127</id><published>2009-08-21T20:45:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:49:44.301+04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much is Too Much..</title><content type='html'>how much is too much?&lt;br /&gt;when nothing matters anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost myself in a big dusty city, and i need to find my path once again.&lt;br /&gt;stand strong and step up.&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;everything will go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7265645002797365127?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7265645002797365127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7265645002797365127&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7265645002797365127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7265645002797365127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-much-is-too-much.html' title='How Much is Too Much..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-74696898421581582</id><published>2008-12-17T00:31:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:34:54.568+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Gaming</title><content type='html'>i'm addicted to travian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can not do anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up from sleep to play for a min and go back  to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that bad???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-74696898421581582?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/74696898421581582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=74696898421581582&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/74696898421581582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/74696898421581582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/12/online-gaming.html' title='Online Gaming'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-9006200187186606609</id><published>2008-11-02T16:24:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:37:30.439+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Yet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i could hold a pen, and i wanted to publish a novel.&lt;br /&gt;and nowadays everyone is publishing bullshit, i don't know why people read such crap! is it kuz we don't have that much writers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i feel like time is flying and i'm 24 and my novel is still in chapter 4 :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to finish.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if it gets published or not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-9006200187186606609?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/9006200187186606609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=9006200187186606609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/9006200187186606609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/9006200187186606609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-yet.html' title='Not Yet..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4772781360043349545</id><published>2008-08-23T13:57:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:14:07.195+04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Easy Can a Person Change..</title><content type='html'>I been wondering.. How easily can people change once they've grown up, they can have 3 or 4 beliefs shifting as they mature.. But when and where does this change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were younger, it would be because my parents tout me, or school, or a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as a grown up, u get facts and knowledge from people, TV, Internet, books.. And still, you know you can question them, and nothing or no one is 100% right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we shift, why do we change our prospective of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think on of the reasons is kuz of people you care for, or look up to... You end up adopting there ideas and principles, as you like the way they think. Another reason is for God, your relationship (most of the time) with God gets better as you grow up, and that is another reason why.. Usually who you are is the result of your surroundings, and as they change, you change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could've learned more on philosophy issues now(since i'm wondering a lot lately!).. it seems to interest me, and I'll start looking for it online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the last 2 weeks of Ramadhan off, and i'll work on my plans. I'll freeze my gym prescription, and i'll try to join the karate dojo to continu my lessons after Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan Kareem everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4772781360043349545?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4772781360043349545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4772781360043349545&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4772781360043349545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4772781360043349545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-easy-can-person-change.html' title='How Easy Can a Person Change..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-871996146496083308</id><published>2008-07-29T01:16:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:22:41.618+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfffffffffft... Second Week!!</title><content type='html'>young people at work are really IRRESPONSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;all they want to do is have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't do their job right, and then they complain about the boss pushing them to do it!!! and in the end they talk back to the boss!! can u spell RUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so so so so shocked! i was always the youngest, or amoung the young people in work, this time, i'm seeing the view from a higher window, and i'm not liking it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allah yhdeehom o y3glhom o yb3dne 3an mashakelhom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-871996146496083308?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/871996146496083308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=871996146496083308&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/871996146496083308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/871996146496083308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/07/pfffffffffft-second-week.html' title='Pfffffffffft... Second Week!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8314560709435307317</id><published>2008-07-14T12:39:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:59:55.428+04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginings..</title><content type='html'>An interesting twist in my career is happening, and an interesting change on how I look at my life.&lt;br /&gt;I hope things go well *crossingfingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happens that I am an independent human being, and it's not easy to change that, stubbornness comes with it. I just hope I am not too stubborn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-8314560709435307317?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8314560709435307317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8314560709435307317&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8314560709435307317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8314560709435307317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-beginings.html' title='New Beginings..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5049101054568165648</id><published>2008-06-10T00:36:00.010+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:21:57.102+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawrence of Arabia, and Our so Called Traditional Red and White Shimagh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2006/05/20/svLAWRENCE_narrowweb__300x440,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2006/05/20/svLAWRENCE_narrowweb__300x440,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I knew, Lawrence of Arabia was an old historical movie name. I never thought it was based on a true story about how east and west crossed hundreds of years ago. It would've been so much more interesting to me to watch and/or read about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I was discussing how my dad never wore a shemagh.. And how he always wore a ghotrah, I always thought it was so khaliji of my dad. Plus, it's cooler in the summer, it looks better and he cares about his looks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, someone told me the sad truth! Still, I didn't find anything that agreed with that fact (as in written proof of this story) but I’ll tell u guys anyways; Lawrence was having some bawin visitors, and he didn't want to feel as an outsider between them or something, so he took out his table spread (EL SOFRAH!) which was red and white, and put it on his head!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the weirdest stories about a tradition yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XbBXKRgC7B4/Rw-v7lQQ2wI/AAAAAAAACYE/Glzq6Qi0Tm8/s320/sting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XbBXKRgC7B4/Rw-v7lQQ2wI/AAAAAAAACYE/Glzq6Qi0Tm8/s320/sting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, i gotta say; I am happy seeing Sting wearing it! I love how the koffyah is now a big fashion trade mark!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you wear the shimagh now? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-5049101054568165648?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://fabsugar.com/630609' title='Lawrence of Arabia, and Our so Called Traditional Red and White Shimagh!!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5049101054568165648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5049101054568165648&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5049101054568165648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5049101054568165648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/06/lawrence-of-arabia-and-our-so-called.html' title='Lawrence of Arabia, and Our so Called Traditional Red and White Shimagh!!!!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XbBXKRgC7B4/Rw-v7lQQ2wI/AAAAAAAACYE/Glzq6Qi0Tm8/s72-c/sting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2061286108914703581</id><published>2008-06-05T14:36:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:23:58.975+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love my Neighbor!! Yeah. I Never Thought I'd Say That</title><content type='html'>So..&lt;br /&gt;I posted something on the buildings news board. and we got a call! we have free internet! I am loving the neibors now &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i got internet i thought i just had to blog about something although i usually blog when i got something bothering me, or an idea that i wanted to toss and see how it sounds.. lol, so this is a lil weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week i got finals, i should be finishing up my math book, but well.. i got internet so hell with school (yeah, i didnt use it for so long, you cant blame me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be moving to Kuwait, and all of a sudden i feel weird.. i always wanted to go there, like on a vacation.. But now since i'm going to live there i'm getting a seriouse case of cold feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this was the update from the Fo0f. i'm back for real now.. so blog ya later! (i know it sounds lame, i'll try something else next time :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2061286108914703581?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2061286108914703581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2061286108914703581&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2061286108914703581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2061286108914703581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-my-neighbor-yeah-i-never-thought.html' title='I Love my Neighbor!! Yeah. I Never Thought I&apos;d Say That'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2494591360594029547</id><published>2008-04-24T19:46:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:48:25.943+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Saudi Version of Gossip Girl Would be a Great Idea for Someones Blog, yeah, not mine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gossip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;blocked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;shut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;authorities&lt;/span&gt; :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;, i'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt;.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;connection&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2494591360594029547?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2494591360594029547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2494591360594029547&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2494591360594029547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2494591360594029547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/04/saudi-version-of-gossip-girl-would-be.html' title='A Saudi Version of Gossip Girl Would be a Great Idea for Someones Blog, yeah, not mine..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1743567009853398606</id><published>2008-03-11T22:08:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:20:03.435+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I Do..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pressured&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; handle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-1743567009853398606?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1743567009853398606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1743567009853398606&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1743567009853398606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1743567009853398606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-i-do.html' title='Yes, I Do..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7920958554179504063</id><published>2008-02-20T04:22:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:27:54.648+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Faith..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you believe that a single traumatic experience can change a person? And that this change is not going to be in his/her personality, how he/she treats people or life. No, but something deeper, like he/she can't find joy in life! That good things and blessings don't make him/her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought deeply I thought this might be like losing faith, not in the creator, but in people, and things.. And not giving shit about anything anymore! It’s life without hope, it makes no meaning anymore, or gives no joy!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isn’t that the worst that could happen to a person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that traumas do bad things to people, things that close people might not understand.. I been reading a lot of psyche books lately and I wish it didn’t kuz it saddens me and makes me look at everyone, in a whole new way!!! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;How could you reverse it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is it true that time heals all wounds?? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7920958554179504063?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7920958554179504063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7920958554179504063&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7920958554179504063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7920958554179504063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/02/losing-faith.html' title='Losing Faith..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6222727438904575188</id><published>2008-02-15T05:27:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T04:13:09.309+04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Spirit of Valentines :D</title><content type='html'>First off, happy Valentines to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s Valentines, I got to wonder, about love and truth, and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;And from the first things that came to my mind is how people always stereotype the Hollywood couple as a disaster, and never having a happy ending (whatever that is).&lt;br /&gt;But, when some of the most famous people came to my mind, I realized, true love and success stories are there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of who came to my mind! Please feel free to add ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will Smith and Jada Pinkett Smith&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guy Ritchie and Madonna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oprah Winfrey and Stedman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freddie Prinze Jr. and Sarah Michelle Gellar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Courteney Cox and hubby David Arquette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beyonce Knowles and Jay-Z&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim McGraw and Faith Hill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gwen Stefani and Gavin Rossdale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David Beckham and Victoria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John Travolta and Kelly Preston&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t we just have TOO MUCH cynics in this world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6222727438904575188?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6222727438904575188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6222727438904575188&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6222727438904575188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6222727438904575188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-spirit-of-valentines-d.html' title='In the Spirit of Valentines :D'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5265223605736271037</id><published>2008-02-13T19:46:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:55:15.870+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Arabian Husband, Can Not be a "Friend".</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m quoting married women here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kinda depressing to read, I always thought my husband would be my best friend, I mean, we will do lotsa things together, and enjoy them, isn't that friendship, planning our lives together, that's even greater than friendship, and lastly having someone to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d still like to think that we'll be that and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So is it true? That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Arabian Husband, Can Not be a "Friend". And the Arabian Wife is her Husbands Biggest Cynic"&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-the second part was my own observation-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I would like to hear some of your points of view?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-5265223605736271037?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5265223605736271037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5265223605736271037&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5265223605736271037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5265223605736271037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/02/arabian-husband-can-not-be-friend.html' title='The Arabian Husband, Can Not be a &quot;Friend&quot;.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1111124848428507614</id><published>2008-02-01T04:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:55:41.155+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Stop Going to Weddings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seriously! What's wrong with me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I been engaged a year ago and every wedding I go to, I cry. After the zafa, when the mom of the bride cries, or if the groom does something cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at my cousins wedding i couldn't stop the tears!! It was like we were close!! And we were so not!!!!!! I thought in my own wedding will I break down like this?? Better yet, in my friends’ sis wedding next week!! And I realised, then, it's gonna be raining cats and dogs from Fo0f!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hope not!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-1111124848428507614?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1111124848428507614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1111124848428507614&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1111124848428507614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1111124848428507614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-should-stop-going-to-weddings.html' title='I Should Stop Going to Weddings!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6072143049940973574</id><published>2008-01-29T14:43:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:45:51.098+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions.. And Finding One's Self..</title><content type='html'>I been suffering a real bad mood lately.. These last 2 months i been discovering a lot about people and myself.. I been thinking too much.. And thank God, today I can say I am at peace with myself at last. i thank friends for being there. i poured my heart out, and I realized, it's okay to say ur lost, and u don't understand and ur afraid! And it always feels better to vent to the right people, so they can re-assure u that ur not lost in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a lot not figured out, I don't understand a lot about him. he has a diary, and he told me about it, but told me I'm sorry I wont share it.. Mmmm, I wonder if he's one of you bloggers =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotana called me for an HR coordinator job, I told them I'll get back to them but I didn't.. I don't know, the people who worked there, the girls to be precise, I couldn't accept them :S and I just thought, I'll find a better job inshallah soon.. I hate to quit without another job, I hate to quit and not know what will I do.. My only prayer now is that God makes my path easy and help me find my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So by next year inshallah, I wish to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Lose 10 or more KGs :D&lt;br /&gt;• Visit one more country i never been to&lt;br /&gt;• Be patient and try to let things go =)&lt;br /&gt;• Learn a foreign language (preferable Espanol)&lt;br /&gt;• Do something I like to do! (work )&lt;br /&gt;• Keep in touch with valuable friends =')&lt;br /&gt;• Buy less stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pravstalk.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/pravs-j-look-within.jpg"&gt;Luck ya'll.. in finding yourself, if you wanted to =P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6072143049940973574?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6072143049940973574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6072143049940973574&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6072143049940973574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6072143049940973574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions-and-finding-ones-self.html' title='Resolutions.. And Finding One&apos;s Self..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6401587427265930560</id><published>2008-01-21T23:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:42:17.465+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fo0f'/><title type='text'>Congrats Hilal for Breaking the Red Devils in Riyadh (the game just ended what else was I supposed to put here)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a while. I’ve been busting my ass studying! &lt;i&gt;-yeah, right!-&lt;/i&gt; hehe, well anyways, I tried to bust my ass in studying =P I cant seem to remember how to study serious things. That’s why I was tripping over that Econ, I had the test today! And I can not tell you how relieved I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooz, I was planning to blog about how cold it's been here, but since the weather is normal now, I’ll let it go! Just know that it's scary to see an ICE layer on &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; grass :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind my blogging entry now is, I AM FRUSTRTED. Alhelal, which is my team! And Man U, which I used to root for back in their good days, are playing! Here in Riyo!!!!! And why am I not attending the game???? KUZ females are cursed when they are living in Saudi! That’s why!!! So why am I not watching it on TV?? Oh, yeah.. Kuz ART's stupid subscription expired 2 months ago and we just knew today kuz we never watch crappy ART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, life's good.. Maybe it just happened to work that way so I can study :P haha, yeah whatev.. 2 more finals and I’m done, cross &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; fingers for me folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, anyone other than me noticed that blogger went Arabic on them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6401587427265930560?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6401587427265930560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6401587427265930560&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6401587427265930560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6401587427265930560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/01/congrats-hilal-for-breaking-red-devils.html' title='Congrats Hilal for Breaking the Red Devils in Riyadh (the game just ended what else was I supposed to put here)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7700569502412903897</id><published>2008-01-09T11:23:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T13:46:18.929+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day.. Another Blog Entry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been taking too long to study my Econ105. I never studied econ in my life, I'm kinda interested since it involves programming, and so far I didn't reach that section of the book. But soon, I should finish it today to start studying my other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends here for Xmas, I haven't seen her in 2 years! And she might be leaving this weekend without me seeing her since I have no time. LITERALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been yo-yo-ing the thought of quitting for so long, I've been slacking! Sheesh. I will not quit! THERE I SAID IT. Hope my unconscious mind believes this! –&lt;em&gt;I say sheesh a loooot lately&lt;/em&gt;!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slighter note; I've met this girl, who had real unpleasant looks. After spending some time and knowing her, she became pretty to me because of her wonderful characteristics.. Another, who is considered pretty, but since i know her, i never thought of her as a beautiful girl. It's weird.. I guess charm is really from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want a new blogskin, guess I'll play with the skin I got and see what happens. I might like what I get ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7700569502412903897?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7700569502412903897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7700569502412903897&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7700569502412903897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7700569502412903897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-another-day-another-blog-entry.html' title='Just Another Day.. Another Blog Entry..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6671102257037696204</id><published>2008-01-03T12:09:00.010+04:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:39:25.159+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Fo0f's 2008 "Check List" (My Resolutions Aint Ready Yet :$)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.freefouad.com/?p=29"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-396.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v166/157/25/637001396/n637001396_784064_9771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;update:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6th of Jan.. bloggers went silent! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i went silent for fouad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Resolutions are on hold for the moment. Here's my check list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study both Econ and Comm this week. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to my apartment more often! &lt;em&gt;-no reason required! I just wana go-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try out my wedding gown :D need shoes and veil pronto!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose the flowers, choco, sweets, pastries, and choose a cake! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 mins of cycling a day, goes to 1 hr next. No more eating at work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch I am Legend and start watching Sex and the City. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get in touch with Mayoosh before she goes back to the states!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a golden watch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go online less.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a lot more on my mind, but let me see if I can stick to this, i'll be back next week to check&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;weekend at last :D some people invited THEMSELVES to Fudz and appearntly i'm paying, hehe.. good thing I aint eating at work anymore huh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Fo0f, over and out :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6671102257037696204?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6671102257037696204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6671102257037696204&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6671102257037696204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6671102257037696204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2008/01/fo0fs-2008-check-list-my-resolutions.html' title='Fo0f&apos;s 2008 &quot;Check List&quot; (My Resolutions Aint Ready Yet :$)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6295428125570154631</id><published>2007-12-27T13:08:00.018+04:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:39:49.832+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Foaud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><title type='text'>BEWARE! Bloggin is Not Safe! (7asbe Allah Wa Ne3m Alwakeel)</title><content type='html'>I have left the blogsphere for what seemed like a very long time since I was a usual blogger. The reasons were a mixture of work, being busy in life and that the Saudi blogging scene started to seem to me boring and worse and worse while time goes. It was noticed by the kind of posts and the kind of comments. Harassments on blogs and bloggers were just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I had my identity anonymous, it is not.. But as time go by.. People started knowing me. And bloggers met up and it's not as anonymous as people think, even when were using screen names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came back however -&lt;em&gt;KUZ I LIKE TO WRITE AND I DONT VENT TO MY FRIENDS&lt;/em&gt;!- i had problems with getting a good layout.. still looking for one btw. But, i was introduced to a new set of ARABIC BLOGS and no, not the boring old ones, real nice blogs that i got addicted on reading! One was &lt;a href="http://www.mashi97.com/"&gt;Mashe 9a7 &lt;/a&gt;and another was &lt;a href="http://www.alfarhan.org/"&gt;Fouad al Farhan &lt;/a&gt;and a couple more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might know by now, Fouad is now in jail for blogging. IN JAIL!! Jailed for having a point of view, jailed for gathring a bunch of banners for other bloggers to use, for some people who were jailed and he thought were innocent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for him to go back to his family safe and sound, I pray for all the terrorists to bomb themselves in their hideouts and let us live in peace and I pray for the government to give us a lil bit of freedom to speak our opinions! Even if it's just on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of This reminds of when Farah (farahs sawaleef blog owner) deleted her blog. People told me that she was actually threatened the same way as Fouad was. And that they got to her father. I never talked to her about this before, kuz I thought it was just a myth. Now I am not so sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the pic for the official Free Foaud page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.freefouad.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.globalvoicesonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/freefouad_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;More on this topic:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://saudijeans.org/2007/12/24/fouads-letter/"&gt;Fouad’s Letter by Saudi Jeans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rasheedsworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/saudi-blogger-fuad-al-farhan-arrested.html"&gt;Saudi Blogger Fuad Al-Farhan Arrested Again by Rasheed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalvoicesonline.org/2007/12/23/saudi-blogger-fouad-al-farhan-arrested-in-jeddah/"&gt;Saudi Blogger Fouad Al Farhan Arrested in Jeddah (Global Voices Article)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://mahmood.tv/2007/12/23/saudi-blogger-fouad-al-farhan-arrested/"&gt;Saudi blogger Fouad Al-Farhan arrested by Mahmood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6295428125570154631?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6295428125570154631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6295428125570154631&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6295428125570154631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6295428125570154631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/12/beware-bloggin-is-not-safe-7asbe-allah.html' title='BEWARE! Bloggin is Not Safe! (7asbe Allah Wa Ne3m Alwakeel)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3270840783374078524</id><published>2007-12-12T12:26:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:12:02.733+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing World of Colors..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2153/2104593549_1472d408b3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2153/2104593549_1472d408b3.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can not believe how much colors fascinate me. When are beautifully set, they make my day! &lt;em&gt;-talk about one low maintenance chic!- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've been thinking which colors should go together, since all colors are favs to me, it's hard to make a random dress arrangement color theme, or an interior design idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid though, as I said, I love colors.. And thank God, in this day and age, it's a fashion to mix and match ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREEN KITCHEN!!! GREEEEEN KITCHEN =\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I luuuv green, but not in my kitchen :S sheesh, mama should never suggest nothing to my fiance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3270840783374078524?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3270840783374078524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3270840783374078524&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3270840783374078524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3270840783374078524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/12/amazing-world-of-colors.html' title='The Amazing World of Colors..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6900873245356230863</id><published>2007-12-09T20:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:47:39.572+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><title type='text'>Let the Laziness Begin!</title><content type='html'>yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna stay at home :D i deserve it after all this hard work.&lt;br /&gt;my mind is set.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; miss my job,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6900873245356230863?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6900873245356230863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6900873245356230863&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6900873245356230863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6900873245356230863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-laziness-begin.html' title='Let the Laziness Begin!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8446683197915482478</id><published>2007-12-03T20:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:54:40.570+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Deja Vous</title><content type='html'>whoa.. *wiping forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vous&lt;/span&gt; means.. you all been through it. what if i told you that my whole day of today was a series of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vous&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of quitting. having a break for a couple of months, then hitting the working scene after i am done with my matters and i am more relaxed. and to TARGET the places where i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all of you who don't work, this is a very tough decision to make! and not for another better job, not for school, no.. to stay at home! -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doing my schooling by distance but that &lt;/span&gt;doesn't&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; count&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i couldn't do it! i chickened out! i need a push. and i have only my hubby to relay on, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to think maybe it's too early to relay on him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt;0f, over and out. wow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; back to blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-8446683197915482478?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8446683197915482478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8446683197915482478&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8446683197915482478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8446683197915482478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/12/deja-vous.html' title='Deja Vous'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3047682303029131237</id><published>2007-11-26T12:32:00.023+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:09:26.616+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Lifetime Piling Up (stolen tag :$)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ABOUT YOU!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time is it: 11:33 am&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: Fo0f the great :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname(s): Fo0f, Fo0fah, Fifi, Nuna, Nuni, Nuffy.. the list goes on&lt;br /&gt;4. Where were you born: Riyadh Military Hospital&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your birthdate: April 24, 1984&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want: sleep?&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you want to live: California!&lt;br /&gt;8. How many kids do you want: i used to want so little, but now, i want lotsa kids&lt;br /&gt;9. What would you want to name a girl: i'm not giving out the good names!!&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you want to name a boy: same as above&lt;br /&gt;11. You want to get married: guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;..ARE YOU..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Simple or complicated: sooo simple people'd think i'm complicated&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay: no&lt;br /&gt;3. Hardcore: depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Worst:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: waking up for work.&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: it's always sunday!&lt;br /&gt;3. Color crayon: black, it never is really black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. What are you doing now: dodging work :$&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing: jeans, sneakers and a tee, but above it all my lovely abaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: i dont plan ahead :P maybe i'll hit the spa/gym. or shopping, most probably tv&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: to loose seriouse wieght&lt;br /&gt;4. Dislikes about tomorrow: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: Seven! DUH&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: I believe i can fly - R Kelly&lt;br /&gt;3. Color: Lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Currently:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing Someone: no =p&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: fine&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: my headache to go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;IN THE LAST MONTH, HAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Had a boyfriend or girlfriend: no&lt;br /&gt;2. Bought something you didn't need: yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Sang in front of people: i am always singing&lt;br /&gt;4. Been kissed: yes :$&lt;br /&gt;5. Been hugged: yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Felt stupid: i dont recall&lt;br /&gt;7. Got drunk: no&lt;br /&gt;8. Got high: no&lt;br /&gt;9. Danced crazy: i sure did&lt;br /&gt;10. Gotten your hair cut: no&lt;br /&gt;11. Cried: oh, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;12. Lied: everyday! =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU PREFER...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon: both&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or Fall: Winter akeed, fall's depressing&lt;br /&gt;3. Left or right : right&lt;br /&gt;4. 10 acquaintances or having two best friends: two best friends&lt;br /&gt;5. Sun or rain: rain&lt;br /&gt;6. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;7. Vodka or Jack: they both stink =p&lt;br /&gt;8. Flowers or candy: flowers&lt;br /&gt;9. Grey or black: black&lt;br /&gt;10. Color or Black and white photos: color&lt;br /&gt;11. Lust or love: love&lt;br /&gt;12. Sunrise or sunset: rise&lt;br /&gt;13. M&amp;amp;Ms or Skittles: Skittles&lt;br /&gt;14. Staying up late or waking up early: waking up early NOT FOR WORK/SCHOOL. or staying late with good company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAST PERSON WHO:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept in a bed beside you: i think i never slept next to anyone unless were traveling i share a bed with one of my sisters. but last time i was sleeping with my sis and 2 of our friends :D we couldnt believe we were sleeping over! haha&lt;br /&gt;2. Saw you cry: khalid my bro&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the movies with you: my lil sis and older bro&lt;br /&gt;4. You went to the mall with: my sisters and Ally our friend&lt;br /&gt;5. You went to dinner with: my aunt&lt;br /&gt;6. You talked on the phone: Ally&lt;br /&gt;8. Made you laugh: SAMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have-You-Evers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dated A Best Friend: no&lt;br /&gt;2. Been Arrested: no&lt;br /&gt;3. Been On TV: no&lt;br /&gt;4. Eaten Sushi: all the time :D'&lt;br /&gt;5. Been On A Blind Date: lol, no&lt;br /&gt;6. Been Out Of The Country: yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Been In Love: yes (at least i thought i was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-6 Things You've Done Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: woke up late&lt;br /&gt;2: drank avocado juice for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;3: slept in the car&lt;br /&gt;4: smsed my fiance&lt;br /&gt;5: prepared my monthly report&lt;br /&gt;6: wasted some work time doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-5 Favorite Things (not in any order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: music&lt;br /&gt;2: love&lt;br /&gt;3: friends&lt;br /&gt;4: graphics&lt;br /&gt;5: my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3047682303029131237?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3047682303029131237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3047682303029131237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3047682303029131237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3047682303029131237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifetime-piling-up-stolen-tag.html' title='Lifetime Piling Up (stolen tag :$)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4927367861427936333</id><published>2007-11-17T18:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:30:43.305+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Me and Mr Jones</title><content type='html'>As happy as i am to have my own place, i know i got to start new habits.. which involves another person in everything :S this is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; i am used to.. okay i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; hide stuff. but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; my life.. that's one of the reasons i got a blog, i know i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; talk.. just not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; who actually know me :P&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... i never thought it takes this much time, effort and money to plan a wedding! God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bless&lt;/span&gt; u daddy for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to do:&lt;br /&gt;Think of mama as hubby, share everything with her, bore her with my life :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; her, call her and discuss matters with her :P&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at 10 PM everyday&lt;br /&gt;Start STICKING to a healthy diet&lt;br /&gt;Go to the SPA and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;enjooy&lt;/span&gt; after work for an hr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MINIMUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to GYM 3 days a week (do the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; at least once a week!)&lt;br /&gt;Think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; about my job? is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;ACE MY EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;Take care of my self more.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dermatologist&lt;/span&gt;, laser experts and makeup lessons :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything i missed? i think not, any tips are appreciated ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt;0f~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4927367861427936333?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4927367861427936333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4927367861427936333&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4927367861427936333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4927367861427936333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-and-mr-jones.html' title='Me and Mr Jones'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3790805177392558618</id><published>2007-11-09T03:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:21:06.412+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thailand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Say Hello to the New Mrs ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a woman now?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, does that even make sense.. does getting married mean you've converted  from (girl) to (woman)? so if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;u've&lt;/span&gt; never wed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; 40 years of age, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; still a (girl)?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;..  interesting how living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;saudi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;arabia&lt;/span&gt; effect on my way of thinking =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;okay, i cant believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; actually thinking  this, but i want a boy.. i want to have 3 boys, and that's it. when i reach 45  years old. i get pregnant again and get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; girl the we all spoil rotten! yeah  i know it's so weird how one day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; have kids, next day  thinking about names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;there's a story behind everything with me.. so here goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i met this  extraordinary woman in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thailand&lt;/span&gt; this year, she's moms age. but she's so lively..  she works in the same teaching sector as mama. she has a successful  engineer husband (ahem, dad!), and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt; they graduated from the same state uni that my parents  graduated from, just a couple of years later!! how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bazar&lt;/span&gt; is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; this woman was so intelligent and  had her own thoughts.. it was surprising to me as i always thought these women  who were involved in the teaching sector were close-minded women who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think  for themselves.. (mom and her friends effected that way of thinking sadly) i met  the woman in a shopping mall in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bangkok&lt;/span&gt;.. we shopped together!!!! mom never told  me this would look nice on me, what to get and what not! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;!! i think i got issues!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;we then met  with her hubby, who was nice enough to walk around the mall with us and sit in  each shop waiting for us to finish :P and her 3 boys (yeah u got me, i want to  be something like her!) she was successful and interesting and fun and had her  on head with her own thoughts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;my mom is pretty open minded and intellectual  and well touted. but once she hit home, she started to become a copy of every  middle aged woman in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;saudi&lt;/span&gt;.. she started copying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wht&lt;/span&gt; her peers do and think. and  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; kinda embarrassed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; saying this. i actually told her the other day, mom  please when with anyone, talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; views on the community.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; dreams, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;  past and future.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; thoughts on life.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; just sit around talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;wht&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; bros and sisters do in life (jobs), or asking question like who are u married  to, who's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; uncles and how many kids do u have!! makes u sound STUPID when it's  all u can think of in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;can u tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; mad at  her? it seems like i always am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;when my friends say  their moms their friend, i used to wonder whats wrong with me!!! now i know it's  whats wrong with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;momzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.. no wonder i got  issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; *rolling eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3790805177392558618?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3790805177392558618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3790805177392558618&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3790805177392558618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3790805177392558618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-hello-to-new-mrs.html' title='Say Hello to the New Mrs ;)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6076527628742594355</id><published>2007-10-15T19:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:10:41.233+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling trapped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid'/><title type='text'>Airhead Anyone?</title><content type='html'>I been very very very busy lately. and it's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kuz&lt;/span&gt; i should be busy, or that i have actually a lot to do. but it's more me trying to dodge thinking about some stuff that are not very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; to me, which i know my brains drooling around at the mo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so been to parties this last couple of weeks. danced like crazy there and home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of concerts on video! been shopping for junk i never thought i needed, and for other stuff i never thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; go out to shop for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called and got to know EVERY make up artist and hair stylist in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Riyadh&lt;/span&gt;! photographers, dress makers! designers! cater service! flower shop!! and i heard all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt; songs i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; hear for a year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah, did i mention that i also broke a nail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6076527628742594355?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6076527628742594355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6076527628742594355&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6076527628742594355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6076527628742594355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/10/airhead-anyone.html' title='Airhead Anyone?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8823071053205560767</id><published>2007-10-13T17:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T17:22:14.562+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><title type='text'>Why Would You Think I'd Change?</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; how people think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; gonna change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;drastically&lt;/span&gt; just because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; moving to a new city, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; starting a new job, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;u've&lt;/span&gt; met other people or.. You're getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; still go to the same place i work at everyday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; complain about the same systems and long work hrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; curse the transportation system, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have my daily junk food lunches and wonder when will i start eating healthy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; still listen to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt;, go all the way to the supermarket just to get olives and cheese.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; still enjoy drinking Lipton's Ice Tea.. Getting together doing random stuff with my friends on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;, sleeping on the couch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of TV watching my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; sit&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coms&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would mom ask me to go with her to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;med aged&lt;/span&gt; cousins weekly gathering!! Oh yeah, so it's 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;eed&lt;/span&gt;! They still need to get something in common with me for me to hang around them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-8823071053205560767?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8823071053205560767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8823071053205560767&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8823071053205560767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8823071053205560767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-would-you-think-id-change.html' title='Why Would You Think I&apos;d Change?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8791473140815853425</id><published>2007-10-05T15:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T15:35:03.613+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Fo0f's Having Second Thoughts</title><content type='html'>you were nice, looked okay. had a good future, a nice view of where u gonna be. came from a good family, and had great sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met with u and u were.. sweet for a first meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked, and i thought, well Fo0f, it's time. there's no reason to say no. so i said yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, while things show more and more clearer, i realised. all the things i thought i didnt like are showing, i don't think they are enough reasons, but still. i cant help it. i can't sleep at night. and when i do sleep, i get nightmares! i wake up frightened! is that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so torn in the middle, between what people think, and wht he thinks, and wht my parents think.. yeah, no one even asked what i thought. i know one thing. Mr T is so happy i'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening. i dont know. what will happen? it wont be long and i'll know everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-8791473140815853425?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8791473140815853425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8791473140815853425&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8791473140815853425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8791473140815853425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/10/fo0fs-having-second-thoughts.html' title='Fo0f&apos;s Having Second Thoughts'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2583978583753896012</id><published>2007-09-09T23:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:41:03.530+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numb3rs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><title type='text'>Happy happy :D</title><content type='html'>i got accepted!! total euphoria!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah well, i kinda am happy not just because i got accepted. because i did after i throw the acceptence in thier faces and thinkin i was better than that.. then, realising i should take that offer that i always wanted :S but after the deadline passed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know my uncles in jeddah would be helpful. but i gotta admit, i luv uncle 9agar and wont forget his help! alsoo euphoria ;) luv u girl =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be totally honest; i am also happy kuz i'm watchin my fav show, numb3rs :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2583978583753896012?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2583978583753896012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2583978583753896012&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2583978583753896012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2583978583753896012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-happy-d.html' title='Happy happy :D'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7162395128295113570</id><published>2007-09-06T14:43:00.008+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:48:49.248+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kingdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahmed albrahim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudi Arabia'/><title type='text'>The Kingdom</title><content type='html'>i been wondering why this movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; come out on April as promised. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, they even changed the poster. this is something Hollywood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; done a long time ago, bring a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reliable&lt;/span&gt; person as a consultant on the Arabs/Saudis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see the movie yet (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;) but now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; actually more interested to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alriyadh.com/2007/09/06/article277684.html"&gt;click here to read the interview with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ahmed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brahim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7162395128295113570?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7162395128295113570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7162395128295113570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7162395128295113570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7162395128295113570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/09/kingdom.html' title='The Kingdom'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3486736564655463470</id><published>2007-09-03T14:46:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T18:22:04.475+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juventus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>So.. The foof is back..  (we know already, get over it! :S) Random post</title><content type='html'>i cant believe i left this place, this was my safe spot! My so called haven. so yeah, i'm so dumping facebook *hmmmf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really bummed today when i discovered i missed juventus second game back in seria A. Our ART subscription sucks! i heard Jazirah sport cost about 30 riyals a year? i bet Riyad has it *resentful of the idea of tv we need to pay for!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, the game had 3 penalties against juve which is soo unheard of, and yet, they won! i cant believe how anyone can downgrade the best soccer team in the world. YES I SAID IN THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nxt game is on 23rd. by that time i'd probably already forgot :P and i might miss it (yeah, right). i'm so into the italian league again. i so hope this aint the last season for del piero and buffon.. that might actually hurt me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm being challenged on this dawre yabani game on PS2 which i always resented. you think i'm gonna win?? i'm playing Brazil that tells you i'm desperate to win, i usually choose Italia or saudia ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new layout is in Itachi's hands, but since his new layout aint that kewl =P i guess this will do for a looong time.. dont get me wrong, i'm still searching for a "phunky" one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant believe how much i'm enjoying browsing new blogs.. it's like i just started bloggin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we got DSL at last!! Now that's great news or wht ;) please do tell if u know of a website which broadcasts italian league football games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever has a decent speed internet, check these out, REAL funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbh4G1OyCJo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbh4G1OyCJo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyV3e7au6Fc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CyV3e7au6Fc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdlvikoNCSs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdlvikoNCSs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icWhfeVojXk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icWhfeVojXk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIuwrscaP4k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIuwrscaP4k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAn-LqduGvc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAn-LqduGvc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3486736564655463470?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3486736564655463470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3486736564655463470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3486736564655463470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3486736564655463470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-foof-is-back-we-know-already-get.html' title='So.. The foof is back..  (we know already, get over it! :S) Random post'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3574553386167742588</id><published>2007-08-29T13:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:53:12.949+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Swer tagged the Fo0f,</title><content type='html'>So, this sweet blogger &lt;a href="http://swarwar.blogspot.com/2007/08/tag.html"&gt;tagged me&lt;/a&gt; while i was in my coding dilemma.. i miss these tags.. so thanks Swer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight facts about me that no one knows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- i got problems sleeping for a long time now, the only 2 solutions i came up with are, to have a full active day so i come back home so tired i go right to sleep, or to watch any kind of series on my laptop till literally fall sleep :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- i luv wearing flats, the only thing that makes me buy and wear heels is that i am short, and i look a LOT younger than my real age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- i luv my family so much, i had a huge fight with my middle bro, and 2 hrs later we were out shopping, he called me yesterday telling me i should visit him and i was so touched my eyes teared up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- i always thought i was getting married this year. (although i was not engaged nor involved with no one). i still believe i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- people always underestimate my power, they think i'm sweet cute lil noufa, little that they know; sweet lil noufa can stand up for herself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- i miss seeing dad. vacation was heaven, i used to see him everyday. i honestly wish we can work together, maybe i should work on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- i am a freakishly fast typer, it actually scares people in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- i started out blogging to get a lot of stuff out of my head, and instead i found out a lot about myself through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging EIGHT ppl! wow, let me remember old bloggers :P &lt;em&gt;Rimyoleta, Fishy, Moods, Itachi, missy, Euphoria, lipstickwahabi, taqwa&lt;/em&gt;.. and yeah i know most of them are already tagged :P whtever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3574553386167742588?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3574553386167742588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3574553386167742588&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3574553386167742588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3574553386167742588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/08/swer-tagged-fo0f.html' title='Swer tagged the Fo0f,'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-6478600985525885618</id><published>2007-08-26T20:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:55:59.361+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Bleh.. This will do for the mo' -i know it sounded stupid :P</title><content type='html'>So yeah, i got a LOT of good ayouts, but no comment code, and adding it screwed up the whole code, so.. Itachi was kind enough to help but .. madre.. he got busy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this will do.. this week was great.. bring more details soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends today totally bailed on me they went out without me and they told me theyre busy later, so later, they were still out, and i got no ride now :S the bastards :P i'll kick thier asses tomorrow at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, wht did i miss? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fo0f~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-6478600985525885618?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/6478600985525885618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=6478600985525885618&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6478600985525885618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/6478600985525885618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/08/bleh-this-will-do-for-mo-i-know-it.html' title='Bleh.. This will do for the mo&apos; -i know it sounded stupid :P'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-411135580000604453</id><published>2007-08-13T23:09:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:10:39.179+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing..</title><content type='html'>Digging the new layout anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i know i need to personlise it more before i say this is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-411135580000604453?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/411135580000604453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=411135580000604453&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/411135580000604453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/411135580000604453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/08/testing.html' title='Testing..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5718764919532184956</id><published>2007-08-11T21:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:55:25.731+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>I'm back! big time!!</title><content type='html'>so, i missed my blog. period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna work on it again, new layout, new chatty box, new bloggers links!! i seen lotsa new bloggers who got it goin on.. so yeah, i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-5718764919532184956?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5718764919532184956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5718764919532184956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5718764919532184956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5718764919532184956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back-big-time.html' title='I&apos;m back! big time!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4689899084655468736</id><published>2007-06-27T19:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:30:53.814+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling trapped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><title type='text'>Bleh.</title><content type='html'>Bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has come and gone, went on and off, seen happy times and not so happy times, met through ppl and got to know ppl, whom both i hate, luv, adore, respect and resent.. i NEVER thought blogging would have had an effect on my life. After all. I started blogging as a way to vent :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i come back today, after a long breakup with my blog, to complain, i realise i owed my blog too much. i wouldnt have become who i am without it. being good or bad, is not up to me to decided, but i know this much, i like myself much much more now. i've really learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was crappy, yeah thats all i'm gonna say for the time being. blogging aint safe anymore, and ya'll know wht i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4689899084655468736?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4689899084655468736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4689899084655468736&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4689899084655468736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4689899084655468736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/06/bleh.html' title='Bleh.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1951975728935870167</id><published>2007-06-06T17:41:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T17:42:44.913+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Off!</title><content type='html'>i'm fed up, being at work and not doing anything sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;i made my mind, i'm bringing my PSP tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-1951975728935870167?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1951975728935870167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1951975728935870167&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1951975728935870167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1951975728935870167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/06/off.html' title='Off!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7589377446875245026</id><published>2007-05-24T22:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:29:47.388+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bordom'/><title type='text'>10 things I realized lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worrying or thinking about something that already happened is just a waste of time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; do anything. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can not just sit and do &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;! (current status @ work)* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a techy geek whether I like it or not! I actually miss my glasses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; live properly without working out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My face tells you everything about me! =\ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; a car! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am very loyal to my bank (&lt;strong&gt;I am NOT being sarcastic =\&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; cope with my life with less sleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm actually writing this from work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. To taqo, I am in the process of getting a new layout 8)~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7589377446875245026?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7589377446875245026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7589377446875245026&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7589377446875245026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7589377446875245026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-things-i-realized-lately.html' title='10 things I realized lately.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4728641443983199115</id><published>2007-05-21T23:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:33:55.662+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so-called-friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Cleaning Out My Closet</title><content type='html'>Wow. as I re-read our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;convos&lt;/span&gt;.. This one last time, before I clean my PC from the dust.. I go through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; words and I remember the pain! The fear! The confusion!! The hurt!! How I put up with all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; stupid lies! With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; crazy ideas! How I made up excuses for you to people, when I didn't believe them but thought I should protect you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as I read again, I just feel... numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, someone tells me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; gay!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4728641443983199115?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4728641443983199115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4728641443983199115&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4728641443983199115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4728641443983199115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/cleaning-out-my-closet.html' title='Cleaning Out My Closet'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3603904032606365372</id><published>2007-05-19T13:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T14:03:05.406+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiger-lili'/><title type='text'>I'm a Granny!!! Well, I Do Feel Like One!!!</title><content type='html'>My sisters cat had babies!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so...... motherly somehow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, she went through labor pain 8( And now baby Tiger is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; mother!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Awwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Someone should shut me up already!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3603904032606365372?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3603904032606365372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3603904032606365372&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3603904032606365372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3603904032606365372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-granny-well-i-do-feel-like-one.html' title='I&apos;m a Granny!!! Well, I Do Feel Like One!!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2529792223917447674</id><published>2007-05-17T20:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:46:14.800+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabic writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='al qaida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in Saudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hackers'/><title type='text'>New Type of Terrorism.. Hey, I'm Just Quoting Here ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They already did &lt;a href="http://www.alriyadh.com/2007/05/16/article249847.html"&gt;that &lt;/a&gt;before to my old TaurusChic blog! What can I say; at least they're keeping themselves busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feeling I got when I saw "Oil Cell" members on TV talk about how they wanted to blast the oil fields city of Ebqiq in Eastern province. I am happy they got caught. But it is scary how they already got busy schedules with lotsa activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a male relative who used to think that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al_Qaida"&gt;Al Qaida &lt;/a&gt;was actually doing Muslims a favor, and making "us" "powerful" and "respected", and this way "amreeka" –USA- will "fear us".&lt;br /&gt;After a close relative died in &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/3648413.stm"&gt;al washam bombing 2 years ago&lt;/a&gt;, he stopped thinking that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7asbe allah 3alihom, allah yj3al 7eelhom beenhom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in school, one of my friend's cell phone was damaged and when she took it to be fixed, they gave her a temp phone to use. This phone had a recording of an above 18 girl to guy convo. She let me and another friend hear it, the other friend told her to tell the girls she actually recorded that to a girl who was not good with her, I asked wth should she claim to that, and she replied to make the girls scared of you, therefore, respect you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ass. Her lies got her to lotsa trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. if you think you are creative in Arabic writing, maybe you should check out that site ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hans,&lt;br /&gt;You come up to me in my own blog and judge me and give me advise on how to spend my time and what to do, then u act as if ur a real nice person. Honestly, I don’t believe in nice people anymore, so whatever u wana say, say it already, or just shut up ;)&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/19295082-2529792223917447674?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2529792223917447674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2529792223917447674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2529792223917447674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2529792223917447674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-type-of-terrorism-hey-im-just.html' title='New Type of Terrorism.. Hey, I&apos;m Just Quoting Here ;)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2456819687737862886</id><published>2007-05-14T21:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:22:39.720+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KSU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid'/><title type='text'>So.. KSU is Stupid..?</title><content type='html'>This girl I met got a double major in KSU!!! She actually played the system!! FARTHEADS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. to Hans, how can I help u :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2456819687737862886?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2456819687737862886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2456819687737862886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2456819687737862886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2456819687737862886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-ksu-is-stupid.html' title='So.. KSU is Stupid..?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1743118132998384465</id><published>2007-05-13T19:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:59:23.553+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GYM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new cell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shiite'/><title type='text'>Hmmm, I kinda did miss it!</title><content type='html'>Well. I am back to being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;techy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chica&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VBA&lt;/span&gt; books to refresh my mind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fixing my aunts printer and making her some high resolution picture files.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adding additional RAM to my Laptop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fixing my bros MP3 player (Heck, I remembered, where the heck is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DLing&lt;/span&gt; software for my new cell phone (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whaaat&lt;/span&gt;, this also counts!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Searching for a new layout. (HELP!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am working with this really nice guy, who is a very Shiite. He's from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gatif&lt;/span&gt;, got a million bros and sisters...etc. But all in all, he's a great dude! Smart, well educated and a team player, I can't get over why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; assume we don't get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I was in my old Syrian mob department, I was supposed to check some people to work with us, and I got this CV for this young fellow who's a fresh grad. I showed my supervisor, he looked at the address, read "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gatif&lt;/span&gt;" out loud and said, "ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nbeeh&lt;/span&gt;!!" -we don't want him- I was like, that's not a reason! He laughed and left me speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might "hate" Syrians, Egypt, Cults, Clumsy people! But I would never base something like that on not choosing a guy for a job =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I feel like I can't write well anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; need to be hitting the GYM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-1743118132998384465?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1743118132998384465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1743118132998384465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1743118132998384465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1743118132998384465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmmm-i-kinda-did-miss-it.html' title='Hmmm, I kinda did miss it!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2768632811772789765</id><published>2007-05-11T16:07:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:16:05.021+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prospectives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring'/><title type='text'>New weekend, new life, new me..</title><content type='html'>So, I started becoming more and more careless.. And this is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; of me, I'd like to thank a new friend who made me look at life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;differently&lt;/span&gt;.. Life is so much better and easier this way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandpa&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recovering&lt;/span&gt; in the hospital after his open heart op, and my aunt is back to the hospital for more chemo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rabe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;arf&lt;/span&gt;3 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anhom&lt;/span&gt; o 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;afeehom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2768632811772789765?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2768632811772789765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2768632811772789765&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2768632811772789765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2768632811772789765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-weekend-new-life-new-me.html' title='New weekend, new life, new me..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4974085507736160878</id><published>2007-05-06T00:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:40:25.884+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blast from the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovering me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>I Guess.. I Never Hated You</title><content type='html'>Speechless..&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa events..&lt;br /&gt;I guess writing aint gonna give you the feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4974085507736160878?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4974085507736160878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4974085507736160878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4974085507736160878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4974085507736160878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-i-never-hated-you.html' title='I Guess.. I Never Hated You'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8921831388290029622</id><published>2007-05-04T00:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:14:33.713+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wacko people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so-called-friends'/><title type='text'>I never judged..Seriousely.. NEVER!</title><content type='html'>Yeah well.. &lt;br /&gt;I guess respecting the pasts u had is what keeps u going :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-8921831388290029622?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8921831388290029622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8921831388290029622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8921831388290029622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8921831388290029622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-never-judgedseriousely-never-yeah.html' title='I never judged..Seriousely.. NEVER!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-2259964257013777163</id><published>2007-04-28T17:25:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:46:58.728+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riyadh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gathering'/><title type='text'>There's a Pirates of the Caribbean PSP Game??!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm back. I'm back to ranting. I'm not paying 9$ a year for my domain whom all my family and friends know about anymore!! This is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had a great costume party the other day!! I actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DJed&lt;/span&gt; that gig, Stereo Laptop, wiring, and big speakers!! It's was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kool&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; list the people who most attracted attention with thier outfits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Devil lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Goth Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jack Sparrow :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hawaiian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chica&lt;/span&gt; (I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Malibu&lt;/span&gt; Barbie, but whatever:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Arabian Dancer (we got 3 of those!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Japanese lady!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hooker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;School girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Miss World :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Faronic&lt;/span&gt; Lady  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lady from the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gothic chic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cult member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Harry Potter!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FBI Agent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; other girls wore 50's style dresses, and a couple of my sis friends came wearing jeans :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, WOW!! I realized hosting parties &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; easy! But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, that's an activity to do in boring Riyadh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-2259964257013777163?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/2259964257013777163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=2259964257013777163&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2259964257013777163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/2259964257013777163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/04/theres-pirates-of-caribbean-psp-game.html' title='There&apos;s a Pirates of the Caribbean PSP Game??!!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1403751888183827058</id><published>2007-04-10T20:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:36:00.280+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting older'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bordom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudi Arabia'/><title type='text'>Time's Running Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wow, I'm almost 23 and I am OH SO BORED, I look at older people in my family and work and wonder how could they put up with life, it's boring. Or is it just me? I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So, I been trying out new habits, in which might not be right, but excuse my boredom, I need to be entertained :P Here are the major ones;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Started eating the food I hated, and stopped eating the food I liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Getting in touch with REALLY OLD friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Watching old Arabic cartoons on my DVD player (3adnan wa lina and robbin hood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Reading the blogs I hated to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Plan a costume party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Play more on my PSP. I need more games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If I liked something, go for it right away! (Careful, this might result financial problems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm looking for friends in Thailand, yeah, just for the sake of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Really listen when my sisters talk to me about school or co-op.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Facebook is for fun only. The bikini shots have to go down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Imagin I'm flying off to Hong Kong &amp; checking out hot spots and make reservations =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Buy a car! Thank God for lease programs ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cutting off TV time. And less internet hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Regarding blog world, I'm interviewing 3zayez as soon as I get the time and energy. Need some help from Ash to do some polls about the blogs for the bloggers group. And Taqwa to write the questions~!&lt;/span&gt;&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/19295082-1403751888183827058?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1403751888183827058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1403751888183827058&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1403751888183827058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1403751888183827058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/04/times-running-up.html' title='Time&apos;s Running Up'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4469523693237760194</id><published>2007-04-05T00:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:30:02.858+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony'/><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i'm bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4469523693237760194?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4469523693237760194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4469523693237760194&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4469523693237760194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4469523693237760194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/04/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3099549533747178552</id><published>2007-03-29T21:55:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T05:25:12.279+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arab Summit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rush hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nowpublic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudi Arabia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riyadh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous'/><title type='text'>I'm Famouse.. Well, Sorta :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Arab Summit now in Riyadh, everything is saying welcome, we got flags everywhere, we got more security, we got rush-free-streets!! Ahhh, I'm gonna miss it on my way to work on Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, the other day I got an email from someone asking to post my Flickr pix of Riyadh!! Woohooo, turns out I am a good photographer after all :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://www.nowpublic.com/11_kings_arrive_in_saudi_arabia_for_arab_summit_riyadh_on_high_security_alert"&gt;"ME"&lt;/a&gt; out here :D and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tauruschic/243964063/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.nowpublic.com/from_riyadh__"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;~Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3099549533747178552?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nowpublic.com/11_kings_arrive_in_saudi_arabia_for_arab_summit_riyadh_on_high_security_alert' title='I&apos;m Famouse.. Well, Sorta :P'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3099549533747178552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3099549533747178552&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3099549533747178552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3099549533747178552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-famouse-well-sorta-p.html' title='I&apos;m Famouse.. Well, Sorta :P'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4385066837924389009</id><published>2007-03-23T18:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T19:31:24.895+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Tree Hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privacy'/><title type='text'>Weekends Over Already!! 8(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So, I been watching a lot of One Tree Hill lately, I always thought that was a stupid high school kids kinda show, like Dawson's Creek, and that I hated.. Turns out, things are not as they seem. It is actually a good show. It tells you a lot about family, friends, love, and what does it cost you to go on pursuing dreams. I never thought this show would make me think about life. Analyze a lot. It's a nice show, and I am so wanting season three right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My favorite One Tree Hill quote at the moment:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Maybe you're taking a step back as a basketball player, but you're taking 2 steps forward as a man" -Coach Whitey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I hate Windows Live! Looks too boxy to like!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pss. UMEE; I NEED MY ROOM KEYS!! WALA I HATE THIS NO PRIVACY WHAT SO EVER!!!!!&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/19295082-4385066837924389009?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4385066837924389009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4385066837924389009&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4385066837924389009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4385066837924389009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/weekends-over-already-8.html' title='Weekends Over Already!! 8('/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1488127823298622077</id><published>2007-03-15T16:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T17:00:58.446+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>"They Haunt Her by a Whisper.. A Chill Comes Over Me.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I grew up to respect &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; sorts of authority. God, the King, cops, Mom and Dad, grandparents, uncles and aunts, other parents, until a certain age; maids, school teachers, school consular, teachers assistants and the list goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;See, when I was little I never question authority, it was correct that they are always right! And I just have to do what they say, take whatever advises they offer, "&lt;em&gt;assuming&lt;/em&gt;" they always wanted the best for me. I was a kid, naive, I trusted ANY sort of authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, as I completed over two years of working in the banking sector in Saudi Arabia. My path crossed a lot&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; of bad people, in authority places. And being all grown up and getting to know that not everyone will have the best intentions and can't do anything about it, really hurts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes, I think, maybe I am what dad says, a spoiled child who can not cope with the pressure of work. And that's why I choose to stay, and not be called a quitter, or I did, for as long as I could, and believe me, two years of putting up with that 10 hrs a day is not an easy job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today, I came to what I think I might regret, but knowing that I usually don't regret the stuff I do, gives me strength to go forward. I am stepping up; I am gonna say something about it. And whatever happens later, I got nothing to loose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;May God give me more strength to do this ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have a pleasant weekend everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* I usually say millions, as a form of assertion (9ee'3at mobala'3ah), which I came to understand people don't really appreciate. Plus, I don't really know if they use that in the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&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/19295082-1488127823298622077?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1488127823298622077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1488127823298622077&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1488127823298622077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1488127823298622077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/they-haunt-her-by-whisper-chill-comes.html' title='&quot;They Haunt Her by a Whisper.. A Chill Comes Over Me..&quot;'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3753728784228582972</id><published>2007-03-11T23:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:02:31.373+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hectic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, I'm about to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bable&lt;/span&gt; on and on, I warned you, this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; not gonna look pretty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If I had a million dollars, I'd give them all out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I need to fix my cell phone already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I got a bad case of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tru&lt;/span&gt; Calling addiction!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I luv the theme song of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt;! I always picture myself driving a convertible by the beach when I hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Everybody got issues, but knowing your issues, and handling them is a lot better than acting as if you're perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm in luv with that Superman song *dreamy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Girls are so much weirder than guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I luv music! In another life time I would so be a musician!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; kill two Syrians ho got a Saudi national, whom I work with!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;TV is my best friend, people are too weird for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Blogging is the best therapy ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I want to kill one Syrian guy I know :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I can be raciest, but only in stereotyping and making fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm so feeling weird today! Don't ask me about this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;One of my friends told me to stop hating the Jews and only hate the Zionist, I couldn't =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I love kids! Being cute is always a plus :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I do love my country! What do you mean it’s not perfect? is anything “perfect” in this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My annoying co-worker quit =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm actually worried of how hot it was this year in Europe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm learning to stop my Internet addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I met a cute Filipino who if I didn't meet at the hospital would so be my friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I need to go to GYM again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I believe day after day that self education is more important than formal education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I got a crush on this 34 year old doctor who is totally clueless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If I didn't hear Simple Plan everyday, I would so think I'm alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If Mad World was not written, I would've wrote it myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I want to change my job, just because I'm bored of seeing the same faces everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My annoying co worker quit! (Well, actually she’s been politely kicked out) the important thing is, she left, and people can breath again! I CAN BREATH AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I learned to become carefree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Did I mention that my annoying co-worker quit twice?? :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I should interview a blogger, but I really have no idea who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bloggers&lt;/span&gt; meet up turned out to be rather cuter than I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I’m not sleeping as much as I used to before, this is something I wanted to achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Food became something disgusting to me for the first time since a long time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I miss a lot of old friends, and I am having a lot of memories of them lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm so tired, got a constant headache, and quite frankly I don't think my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;intra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;laisak&lt;/span&gt; operation was a success =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I wish that some things that I didn't choose in this life, didn't define me! But it does to me as it does to others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am discovering my friends more and more everyday, and some stuff still surprises me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sam is in Dubai, I miss her already 8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I still don't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DSL&lt;/span&gt;, but guess what, one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;neighbours&lt;/span&gt; got wireless!! :D the signal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; always strong, but hey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;beggers&lt;/span&gt; can't be choosers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Beach house&lt;/span&gt; saving account might get cashed out, near future looks uncertain 8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I leaned to know how to have fun with as little as I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sali&lt;/span&gt; from Star Ac gets on my nerves :S and I do miss Ahmed! After all, he was perfect :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I owe dad a huge apology 8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I am worried about mama's health, she doesn't look so hot lately! &lt;em&gt;Allah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yostor&lt;/span&gt; ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I miss my morning journeys with my sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I will become skinny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Over! I'm tired!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3753728784228582972?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3753728784228582972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3753728784228582972&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3753728784228582972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3753728784228582972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/hectic.html' title='Hectic..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4007531538211225936</id><published>2007-03-07T00:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:05:25.619+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is life treating you weird these days, do you feel left out when you see a lot of changes, and your friends are leaving.. Do you feel like you're too young to be living like this?? Or is it the other way around and you think you should be acting more mature!! Does everyone really know everyone and the world is small, or is it just that you look for connections to feel less like outsiders.. Why is everything reminding you of him? Why do you still see him everywhere, even hought it's been so long since it's over!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am in a place in my life where I look like I figured it all out, but really, I’m more confused than ever..&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/19295082-4007531538211225936?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4007531538211225936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4007531538211225936&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4007531538211225936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4007531538211225936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-4713257161809456160</id><published>2007-03-01T23:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:30:34.630+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger meet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AsalaNasri'/><title type='text'>Fo0f finally meets the bloggers!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, this was really interesting, I postponed the meet for like 1 hr later, cuz of my mom &lt;em&gt;-DUH&lt;/em&gt;- then, I had to change the time again, cuz mom changed hers &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;ANOTHER DUH&lt;em&gt;-.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Note to self, I won't include myself in moms plans, even if she asks really nicely and try to get me feel guilty about not spending time with her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, starting off, I have to say I'm bummed Noor and Balgees couldn't make it!! Ash too, but at least I had a one on one time with Ash before :D. Black Orchid and Bissa, too.. Hope all u guys gatherings were fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, everyone who came today, it was my first time meet with!! And although there were the odd quite moments, but they were all cool and down to earth and oh, so nice and cute!! I actually told Farah that I didn't used to like her when I first started blogging, but she's just too nice, you can not not like her!! I wanted to prank the girls and after 3 seconds of me talking she confessed, I wanted to kick her in the balls, but sadly she didn't have any :Pp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dibaz was really quite doing the cool act :Pp and you know what, that girl can pull off being a Brit so easy!! It turned me on so much, I actually asked her to talk in Arabic!!! Heh, and Taqo is such a shy chica, with a real calm voice that I can barely hear!! And guess what, she can pull off being Saudi!!&lt;em&gt; -hey she even learned "meer" today!!-..&lt;/em&gt; Doomy and Bella are just too cute!! They look like sisters!! Uber, well, I thought it would be awkward meeting you, since I never ever had any encounter with you, but she was reaaally a sweeetyyy, she came in such a short time, and she had a hot hair cut ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Summing up, I started the day with buying a heeled shoe, and ended it with buying a flat one &lt;em&gt;-Doomy and Bella actually caught me there :$-&lt;/em&gt; so that gives you an idea that my day was really GOOD :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh, yeah! And I saw Asala Nasry shopping for make up in Debenhams!! And guess what?? I AM SO FREGGIN' TALL NEXT TO HER!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another note to self, check why BJ said she was coming?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-4713257161809456160?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/4713257161809456160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=4713257161809456160&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4713257161809456160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/4713257161809456160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/03/fo0f-finally-meets-bloggers.html' title='Fo0f finally meets the bloggers!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5112984636152019224</id><published>2007-02-23T01:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T01:56:28.530+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>What is There to Have Fun "out" in Riyadh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So, weekend, I had my reunion thingy today, mama had her own plans with her peeps. Dad was in bar, and my bros, well u know.. Surprisingly, my sisters had no where to go, and nothing to do!! I felt bad for them!! They really had nothing!!! What did they do, called STC and used ge6af(some kind of points STC gives out when using cell phones), more like abused ge6af, they called all the people they knew to chat!! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Oh yeah, I had a looot of fun at the reunion, I was amazed by what happened to my friends, I'm really happy for them! We agreed to do this more often =)&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/19295082-5112984636152019224?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5112984636152019224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5112984636152019224&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5112984636152019224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5112984636152019224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-there-to-have-fun-out-in-riyadh.html' title='What is There to Have Fun &quot;out&quot; in Riyadh?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-1141654572059032658</id><published>2007-02-21T15:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T15:47:35.788+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony'/><title type='text'>Life Goes On..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Living with her pink sweet looking family; mom, dad and sister and bro.. Her smile never left her, she loved to play, hey joy was when daddy gave her some time of his day. Daddy didn't do that a lot. After all he's all grown up, he was asthmatic, and she didn't want to hurt her daddy. He would play with others kids though, something she never understood. Now she grown, she still didn't get "Why wouldn't he play a lil with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As she got older, she saw him preach her, constantly telling her what's right and wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Choosing her friends, her schooling, judging her hobbies, and her life!! He grew up to hate her, or so she felt, as he always thought the worst of her. Mommy was never there, she had her own place and own circle of life. She wouldn't care less of what happens inside her house, as long as it looked shiny and lunch was presented on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The little girl was no longer little, she got to learn a lot from life, although everyone stereotyped her as the spoiled one, everything she learnt was the hard way. She's all grown up now, should be all independent. But found herself in a place where she didn't feel she belonged, she always had a lot to accomplish in her mind, she always saw herself going places, she wanted a lot in life which she slowly but fiercely, realised she can't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Now, a young woman, she thinks, why bother dream, plan, or care, when my destiny is always under someone's hands. Whenever she wanted something, the irony of her reality hits her, telling her, although it is your life, but this is not your decision to make!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She still keeps walking, wipes her tears, and puts on her usual smile. Trying to go on.. Not really wanting to, but for the sake of her faith, for the love she has for her family, not knowing what she wants in life anymore, she still.. Goes on.&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/19295082-1141654572059032658?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/1141654572059032658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=1141654572059032658&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1141654572059032658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/1141654572059032658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3244321823755549498</id><published>2007-02-19T00:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:49:40.320+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting robbed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>I'm Back, I'm Hyper :P and I am Better!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well.. I am back, Bahrain was.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, well you know Bahrain, a couple of malls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sheesha&lt;/span&gt; cafes, movies, booze :P nothing special.. As always, just another family vacation~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I seen a guy shitting by the highway, my baby bro and baby sis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ipods&lt;/span&gt; were stolen! I was moving around like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt; dealer, a deck of cards and an envelope filled with 100 Riyal bills totalling 5 grand!! WHAT?? You know my wallet and credit cards were stolen 3 weeks ago 8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was thinking on the long way back, what's the deal with girl friends?? Cant there be a real girl friend anymore?? Was there a9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lan&lt;/span&gt;!! Why do people have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stereotype&lt;/span&gt; girls to be back stabbers and two faced liars.. Is it true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we ALL are!!! That's too bad, I hope it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; true.. But I can see where all that is coming from more and more everyday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Still trying to get another job, I hate myself for being too picky and then,realising I need to move already!! Even if I didn't like the job, or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;benefits&lt;/span&gt; were not as flashy as it should be.. I hate this feeling I'm getting lately, wanting to drop work, go back to uni.. live off mom and dad.. And just be a kid again 8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Guess my glass looks half empty today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-3244321823755549498?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3244321823755549498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3244321823755549498&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3244321823755549498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3244321823755549498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back-im-hyper-p-and-i-am-better.html' title='I&apos;m Back, I&apos;m Hyper :P and I am Better!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-3924279468575843151</id><published>2007-02-14T18:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:08:44.383+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am sick.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hating my self! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I can't talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I can't walk properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And I cannot even BREATH properly!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm sending the driver now to get my medications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(WHAT? I didn't think I was really sick till I woke up today!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What a happy valentines this turned out to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pray for my health people, as I feel like I'm dying 8(&lt;/span&gt;&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/19295082-3924279468575843151?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/3924279468575843151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=3924279468575843151&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3924279468575843151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/3924279468575843151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentines..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-5354862250036476589</id><published>2007-02-09T14:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:49:53.790+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling trapped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Weekends Weekends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So.. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; mini is officially full now, I need to take some real thought in selecting the music I'll keep and the music I'll delete.. I am not r&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;eady&lt;/span&gt; to buy a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday I did not go out anywhere.. I was in pain, and &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; was supposed to be there for me!! You always say I am your best friend, but you sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So, I been in my lovely room for what seems like forever this weekend, as my lovely family made me casa into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; su &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;casa&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be free in my own home. I am usually an outgoing person and can mingle with anyone, but yesterday, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to see anyone, and our lovely guest slept over. (I don't know when exactly, the house was up all night).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My plan was to go to work this weekend too, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; wake up! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll just go on Sat a tad early so I finish up what I got to finish.. Nothing productive ever happens on Sat, everyone else is off! I am proposing a new weekend for our department in the weekly meet. Hope it all goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;~Enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; weekends everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;)&lt;/strong&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/19295082-5354862250036476589?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/5354862250036476589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=5354862250036476589&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5354862250036476589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/5354862250036476589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekends-weekends.html' title='Weekends Weekends..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-8209477293866380265</id><published>2007-02-04T20:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:38:02.380+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being suspicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovering me'/><title type='text'>My Name is Fo0f and I am Suspicious-ic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OK. This is gonna be weird, &lt;em&gt;-For me, not for you!!-&lt;/em&gt; Being a suspicious person, I always thought I had a good thing going on for me here. As it is never bad to be suspicious, it makes you think about the situation, and analyze it and always gets you a logical explanation given the variables you have. Or at least that's what I thought for my last 22 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;My suspicious behavior always got me to solve a lot of problems and always made me think wisely before I con somebody &lt;em&gt;- as a prank of course!! Or parents, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dauh&lt;/span&gt;!-&lt;/em&gt; I always enjoyed it. I don't say it was always right but I don't go on accusing people and that's what kept me on the safe side always, you are a liar, and I know, but you don't know I know. And we can both co exist, me knowing how your mind thinks, and you thinking I'm too dumb to get what your trying to pull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So the other day at work, I been getting the weirdest calls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; been calling me and hanging up, and I'm used to that from my annoying co worker, she wants to know if I'm there, or she just wants to annoy me. The stupid thing is, I can hear her punching my numbers, and hanging up!! We're two cubicles away for God's sake!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So this was going on for a while, then my cell phone, missed calls from a “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sawa&lt;/span&gt;” number. I was like OK. What does she want to do now =\ and I was in the middle of a discussion with a colleague and it did annoy me!! So I told him, please call this number!! I wanted to bust her and make her feel stupid, so he called. And it was the breakfast I ordered for the department, the guy bringing it was lost!!! TALK ABOUT A FLUSHED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;FO&lt;/span&gt;0F FACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Good thing I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didn'&lt;/span&gt;t tell my colleague about my so-bright-conclusion!!! I would've been so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt;0f, over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&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/19295082-8209477293866380265?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/8209477293866380265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=8209477293866380265&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8209477293866380265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/8209477293866380265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-name-is-fo0f-and-i-am-suspicious-ic.html' title='My Name is Fo0f and I am Suspicious-ic.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-7954029361846624917</id><published>2007-01-30T21:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T22:59:47.023+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blogspot'/><title type='text'>I'm Happy :D well, at least before Umee called!! Jk ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN BLOG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;At last a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt; account!! Damn, these guys are getting richer everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; started out like any other winter in Riyadh working day. Hardly can wake up, brush my teeth with my eyes shut and try to leave home early to reach work on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I have heard this "AMAZING" news.. and I'm high all day :D it's impossible to think this could still make me happy but it did, what kills me is, it's confidential!! I wanted to put on a Circular!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Almohm&lt;/span&gt; I'm HAPPY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, and I got a brand new cubicle!! And planning to get a sound system for my room (maybe these too, got something to do with my happiness, just maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, as "certain" ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;yeah, you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;urselves&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;/em&gt;- enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; too much.. I look back and think.. What would I miss if I left too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember first blog I had, on multiply.. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Alyana&lt;/span&gt; told me about her blog, and then Nora.. and I was like wow, that has a million more options, and I joined, I didn't tell either of them, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to blog for me.. But they found out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the Saudi blogger community was too small then, I miss their blogs, I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; people who used to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 of my friends know about my blog. I don't really want people to know.. And sometimes I think more and more people know.. But did that make me change my mind about having a blog.. I always liked to write down my feelings, papers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;, email.. I used to -&lt;em&gt;and might still do&lt;/em&gt;- have a problem in speaking about my feelings.. When I'm hurt, I cry. When I feel misjudged, I cry.. When I'm accused of something I didn't do, I cry!!!! I can be my own ball of emotional trauma!! And I luv my own time alone, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt;0f-time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sometimes you call, I hear the phone, I'm not really busy with anything, but I choose not to pick up, sometimes I agree to a meet and cancel and make up a reason, just because I felt chocked.. Wanted some air, needed my own time. Or needed a break from you.. I never judged people's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;behaviour&lt;/span&gt; which I don't approve of.. So I think they should cut me some slack and let me be, without being judged, or blamed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, this writing thing have always helped me through out the years, it's always been a kind of therapy that I have made out to solve my own problems.. I am in love with it now, I can't leave it, I owe it too much.. And I don't thin I can live with out it, I don't want to be a great writer.. I just want to "be".. And write.. And continue to write.. For me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-7954029361846624917?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/7954029361846624917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=7954029361846624917&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7954029361846624917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/7954029361846624917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-happy-d-well-at-least-before-umee.html' title='I&apos;m Happy :D well, at least before Umee called!! Jk ;)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116967855529535183</id><published>2007-01-25T02:36:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:48:50.373+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week-ends not so Exciting Anymore?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I just can't get over the fact that my in tray has too much paper, I got a million pending cases that need follow ups and I didn't do my quarterly report yet!! What's wrong with me!! I really can't get over leaving work like this.. I seriously want to go to work tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~LOL, so I hear facebook is the new blogspot ;)&lt;/span&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/19295082-116967855529535183?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116967855529535183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116967855529535183&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116967855529535183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116967855529535183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/week-ends-not-so-exciting-anymore_25.html' title='Week-ends not so Exciting Anymore?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116949301497492226</id><published>2007-01-22T23:02:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:27:09.073+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fo0f Kids .. :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;It's a girls year!! All the babies are cuttttee girls this year!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;My friend is about to have a baby, when she knew it was a girl, she started panicking to think of a name.. I didn't know it was this hard, till I tried to help her.. I never even thought of what would I name my own kids!! I want my kids to have cute names.. But when a cute name is named everyone steals it!! Like Rand!! Everyone's a Rand now!! Or Leen/Layan!! And I so wanted a baby Talal but my cousin names her baby Talal so now I need new ideas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Rima'z blog&lt;em&gt; -where I can not comment-&lt;/em&gt; and read this recent post also about having babies and naming them.. I liked Jana... But obviously it's gonna be a lot, and I don't want to steal it from Rima =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. As you can see, I been thinking of my own babies names.. I got some prospective now.. But guess what, I am afraid to share them with people now, so they won't use em before I do!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Call me selfish.. It's a tough world!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And do share if you got cute names in mind :P&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/19295082-116949301497492226?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116949301497492226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116949301497492226&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116949301497492226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116949301497492226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/fo0f-kids-3.html' title='Fo0f Kids .. :3'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116924226786765374</id><published>2007-01-20T01:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:36:33.320+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Note(s) to Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had a nice weekend.. I lost my wallet!! I am IDless and Cardless!! You feel like you lost yourself for a while, but now I cancelled my cards I'm ok, it's time to buy a new wallet anyways!! &lt;em&gt;-LOL, moi's doing a great job taking it easy, don't ya think ;)-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw friends, family.. I went out and partied, fought with mama (something odd if it didn't happen).. Met someone really sweet and interesting.. I got some notes, pls this is for my documentation.. If you don't like it then =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Learn how to dance in a mini skirt! &lt;em&gt;-it's surprisingly hard!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Be always ready for change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't take my baby sis to any of my gatherings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't call someone who smsed just cuz I lost their number and wana know who they are :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's it for now.. Weekend over, back to work.. I'll watch some more One Tree Hill.. Then off to bed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116924226786765374?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116924226786765374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116924226786765374&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116924226786765374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116924226786765374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/notes-to-self.html' title='Note(s) to Self'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116896171887057595</id><published>2007-01-16T19:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:33:31.266+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Find It Hard To Say (Rebel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ok, yeah, alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I find it hard to say, that everything is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cuz my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But what you fail to see, is all the consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;You think our lives are cheap, and easy to be wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;As history repeats, so foul you can taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;His life so incomplete, and nothing can replace it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Fret not thyself I say, against these laws of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cuz like the Bible says, His blood is on their hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say, is rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;While today is still today, choose well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, is rebel, it can't go down this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Choose well, choose well, choose well......choose well, choose well, choose well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Your lives are so incomplete, and nothing, and no one, can replace it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And what I gotta say, and what I gotta sayIs rebel... rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Repent, the day is far too spent, rebel... rebel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wake up and rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;We must destroy in order to rebuild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wake up, you might as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Oh are you... oh are you satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Oh are you satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rebel... ohhh rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Why don't you rebel, why don't you rebel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Why don't you rebel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm fading myself down now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&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/19295082-116896171887057595?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116896171887057595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116896171887057595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116896171887057595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116896171887057595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-find-it-hard-to-say-rebel.html' title='I Find It Hard To Say (Rebel)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116888942254287619</id><published>2007-01-15T23:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:30:22.593+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 Jan 07'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad day.. Weird day.. The problem is, it will effect other days.. God, please, get me justice! And get the hypocrite a hell on earth! Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a huge headache!!! Off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116888942254287619?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116888942254287619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116888942254287619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116888942254287619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116888942254287619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116852806949179837</id><published>2007-01-11T18:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:02:28.636+04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I do have new years resolutions after all. I hope I can remember them, I wana post 'em here so I can keep track.. They were 8~9 I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;To loosen up, not take a lot of stuff seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Become less sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Reach that certain weight I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Save a certain amount of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Be honest about my feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If a thing takes only one minute to do, do it right away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Complete my higher education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Try to convince my parents that they worry too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Say I luv you, more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okay I cant remember if this is it, or is something missing, if I do remember, I'll update and pin this post somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Updated, thanks Umeee ;)&lt;/strong&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/19295082-116852806949179837?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116852806949179837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116852806949179837&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116852806949179837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116852806949179837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-years-resolutions.html' title='MY New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116850516999200343</id><published>2007-01-11T12:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:09:37.083+04:00</updated><title type='text'>As Always.. I've Got a Lot to Say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Helooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I'd like to say, if you missed me, blame blogger (and it's stupid upgrades!!), if not; blame yourselves =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching this special about this girl who got fired, cuz her employer found out about her blog!!!! Then, the very next day, I see my own blog being circulated in the internal employees emails! So, I got pretty crept out.. It's not like I tell Company secrets, but still, the attention made me unfomfy.. Then again it's my blog, and I will keep on saying what I want in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a month on my op, and I think that the doctor will make me go again, I still can't see clearly.. I had a dream about it, a real good looking doctor was operating.. I have to remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching One Tree Hill lately, and Paden is really getting on my nerves.. I never met someone like that, but if I did, I might go ahead and kill her =\, Lucas on the other hand, is too good!! (at least so far) I mean, where I come from, kids who are not so fortunate to have good schooling and family bonds, turn out to be the worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend, a friend I used to like woke me up, she was asking me why I dont call her and meet her no more, @10 IN THE MORNING!! AND CLEARLY SHE WAS TALKING TO ME WHILE SLEEPING!!! I didnt want to hurt her feelings by saying something stupid cuz of the sleep effect.. So I told her I'd call her back when I wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl, told me something 3 weeks ago, that made me think so much less of her, I am trying not to judge, but lets say her view on some things made me think less of her and not like her.. I hate people who dont think like me.. I am too found with the way I think.. I know I aint perfect, but at least I'd like to be around the people who "think" not look, like me..&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/19295082-116850516999200343?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116850516999200343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116850516999200343&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116850516999200343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116850516999200343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/as-always-ive-got-lot-to-say.html' title='As Always.. I&apos;ve Got a Lot to Say..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116791832663584664</id><published>2007-01-04T17:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:45:26.636+04:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just when I thought this year is gonna be hard to be a good year for me, it started out with something I never thought would happen! Hope it continues at this pace!&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I have to fix my old cell or get a new one, ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116791832663584664?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116791832663584664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116791832663584664&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116791832663584664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116791832663584664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116767308384533342</id><published>2007-01-01T21:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:49:30.473+04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Was ur Break?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Right now, I feel like meeting friends. And my family feels like seeing relatives, and since I am not the "decision maker" in this house, I had to put up with what they wanted to do, and accept that I am not going out, just because going out to meet friends while they meet relatives is a big taboo &lt;em&gt;-at least in their heads&lt;/em&gt;- I don't want to even get started on how people think in my family. I don't say I think perfectly, nor that I am a family person, I see my grandparents, aunts and uncles once a month at least. And I think that is more than enough for someone who works 10 hrs a day, 5 days a week and has lotsa friends she rarely sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't know why I don't feel as bummed as before, I think it has to do with a convo I had yesterday with a friend (she was online, I didn’t see her!) She told me I was too sensitive and that made some people afraid of getting close to me, and that I get hurt easily. I think that got me thinking, of course after I rained her with her insecurities as pay back =P don’t worry, we love each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered a new thing about me&lt;em&gt; - it is amusing that you still "learn" things about yourself-.&lt;/em&gt; A convo like the one I had with my friend, really sinks in, gets me deep. See I take what people say most of the time seriously, yesterday, it did me a lot of good. And I am grateful to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On another note, Abdul from work sent me a happy new year SMS!! That guy hates me!! Lol, what's happening to this world??! Plus, I thought he was kinda.. Mutawa'a? =P lol, guess looks (and behaviour) are deceiving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have new year resolutions, it's the same old 22nd birthday wishes, I just thought, now I got 4 months only to get them all done, so I better step up on those goals, may God help me, and bless the ones I luv. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;~Fo0f&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/19295082-116767308384533342?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116767308384533342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116767308384533342&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116767308384533342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116767308384533342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-was-ur-break.html' title='How Was ur Break?'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116629595870872444</id><published>2006-12-16T22:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:15:45.950+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ace Tag..Hay2ah Petition.. And Karma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acejustncasereflections.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ace &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thought I had nothing to write about &lt;em&gt;-she was right!-&lt;/em&gt;, so decided to help me out and tag me.. Thanks girl ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1.- If I were a fruit I'd be... Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;2.- If I were a colour I'd be... Green&lt;br /&gt;3.- If I were an animal I'd be... Horse&lt;br /&gt;4.- If I were a domestic appliance I'd be... An International Plug Adapter!&lt;br /&gt;5.- If I were a book I'd be... A History book probably about the French revolution!&lt;br /&gt;6.- If I were a clothing item I'd be... A scarf&lt;br /&gt;7.- If I were a jewel / stone I'd be... Amber&lt;br /&gt;8.- If I were an object I'd be... The leaning tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;9.- If I were a car I'd be... A Red/Yellow mini cooper&lt;br /&gt;10.- If I were an element I'd be... Air&lt;br /&gt;11.- If I were a tree I'd be... A Bonsai Tree&lt;br /&gt;12.- If I were a drink I'd be... Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;13.- If I were an ice cream flavor I'd be... Pralines and cream&lt;br /&gt;14.- If I were a person I'd be... Nate Berkus&lt;br /&gt;15.- If I were a planet I'd be... The Sun!&lt;br /&gt;16.- If I were an insect I'd be... A Bee&lt;br /&gt;17.- If I were a form of public transport I'd be... A chopper&lt;br /&gt;18.- If I were a song I'd be... I Believe I can Fly - R Kelly&lt;br /&gt;19.- If I were a movie I'd be... The Wedding Singer!&lt;br /&gt;20.- If I were a season I'd be... Summer&lt;br /&gt;21.- If I were a flower I'd be... A Rose&lt;br /&gt;22.- If I were a job I'd be... A Graphic Designer!&lt;br /&gt;23.- If I were a cartoon I'd be... Kagemaro Igano =D&lt;br /&gt;24.- If I were a place I'd be... Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;25.- If I were a gift I'd be... Money =P&lt;br /&gt;26.- If I were a memory I'd be... My winter 2003 vacation in Lebanon&lt;br /&gt;27.- If I were a city I'd be... San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;28.- If I were a sense I'd be... Smell&lt;br /&gt;29.- If I were a game I'd be... Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;30.- If I were a candy I'd be... I am not a big candy fan, but I like this one kind.. When I remember the name I'll post it, it's wrapped in red and it's colored like M&amp;Ms.. Help?&lt;br /&gt;31.- If I were a time of the day I'd be... Fajr, luv the morning time&lt;br /&gt;32.- If I were an invention I'd be... A computer&lt;br /&gt;33.- If I were a body-part I'd be... Legs&lt;br /&gt;34.- If I were a country I'd be... Canada&lt;br /&gt;35.- If I were a flavor I'd be... BBQ ;)&lt;br /&gt;36.- If I were a sport I'd be... Skating&lt;br /&gt;37.- If I were a smell I'd be... Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;38.- If I were a subject I'd be... Physics!!&lt;br /&gt;39.- If I were a flag I'd be... Italy =D luv the colors&lt;br /&gt;40.- If I were a building I'd be.... Umm.. Didn't I answer this one??&lt;br /&gt;41.- If I were a month I'd be... April&lt;br /&gt;42.- If I were a perfume I'd be... Be delicious by Donna Karan&lt;br /&gt;43.- If I were a gummy candy I'd be... I rather be choco&lt;br /&gt;44.- No question ... ?? No answer LOL&lt;br /&gt;45.- If I were a toy I'd be... A PSP 8)&lt;br /&gt;46.- If I were a textile / fabric I'd be... Fur?&lt;br /&gt;47.- If I were a shape I'd be... A Triangle&lt;br /&gt;48.- If I were an answer I'd be... Yes&lt;br /&gt;49.- If I were a store I'd be... Saks Fifth Avenue =D&lt;br /&gt;50.- If I were a word I'd be... Passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I would like to tag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://thecynicalfishy.blogspot.com"&gt;Fishy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so she'd find something to blog about, also&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://lamyalost.blogspot.com"&gt;Lamya &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so she can end her story =P, &lt;a href="http://euphoria-in-vain.blogspot.com"&gt;Euphoria&lt;/a&gt;, so she can write a new post at last.. &lt;a href="http://kareemium.blogspot.com"&gt;Bored&lt;/a&gt;, well because he's bored!! And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://rys-raziel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Raheel &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;before he starts another post about another 10 things we dont know about him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to bring to your attention that there is a letter to King Abdullah "Vote to Remove most of 'Alhe2a' Authority"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. Please put this link in your next blog or so and sign with us all ,, There are 18,000,000 Saudi and the ppl who signed until now only 97 !! (ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/haia/"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/haia/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I been thinking alot lately, to the extent of not posting any more.. I am packing as I am going to the UAE later today, and I'm thinking of taking my rollerblades out of the cabinets and playing with them daily there, I always complain I got no where to play here, but I always forget to bring them when I travel, this time, I'm hitting the skate parks! Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&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/19295082-116629595870872444?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116629595870872444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116629595870872444&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116629595870872444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116629595870872444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/12/ace-taghay2ah-petition-and-karma.html' title='Ace Tag..Hay2ah Petition.. And Karma..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116600725725014130</id><published>2006-12-13T14:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:01:38.023+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams..Work..Boredom &gt;&gt; Shopping!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Last night I had a dream that I am steaming hot.. Getting sick.. I woke up sweating, and didn't go to work.. Went back to bed after I called work.. Turns out a lot are sick, not only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By noon I went to watch some TV, RR rerun was on, she was having a surprise B'day party for this guy who's going to Afghanistan, and brought him Edward McCain to sing live!! It was emotional, LOL, well at least I thought so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still noon, and I am bored, maybe I'll just go to work for the rest of the day =\ NOT!! I'm off to mamlakah =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Oh.. Did I say "Yay weekend"?? Lol, wll I need to learn some more phrases, this is SO wearing out!!&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/19295082-116600725725014130?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116600725725014130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116600725725014130&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116600725725014130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116600725725014130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/12/dreamsworkboredom-shopping.html' title='Dreams..Work..Boredom &gt;&gt; Shopping!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116594407460517537</id><published>2006-12-12T21:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:39:01.656+04:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're Always Like That!!" Boohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Listening to: Freak Out, yeah by Avril!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Today was the last day of my diet, I was supposed to go out with my friends to Cafe du Paris for dinner.. One of my friends' moms is my moms friend, they decided to go vist my sick aunt allah yshfeeha today, and also &lt;i&gt;decided&lt;/i&gt; that we go with them.. I didnt mind.. Called and postponed our dinner reservations. Came home tired, didnt talk to no one, had a bite, went to watch some TV, then went up to shower, at that time mom was coming down the stairs fully dressed, she said what am I doing? I said I'm going to shower.. So she says take ur time, dear.. I wont be out for another hour.. Okaaay.. I shower, dress up, tell my sister what I thought of what she wore =P call my friend, she ignores my call!!! Then go down looking for my orange and beige Pumas.. I hear mama saying she's waiting for her cousin!! I go up, and decided I don’t want to go.. I just fet like tired, sleepy, want my space! And mama now hates me =\ what I do? I didn’t ask you to wait up, u were waiting for YOUR cousin!! And my sister pinches in =\ faj2ah wth!! Just cuz she's going without me now!! I don't have to be with you, you got your own life!! Damn.. I feel like I got no personal space anymore.. I had plans that day and they ruined it, and I am the one to blame!! In case you were wondering.. Yeah, I am angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116594407460517537?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116594407460517537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116594407460517537&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116594407460517537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116594407460517537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/12/youre-always-like-that-boohoo.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Always Like That!!&quot; Boohoo!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116569626621617067</id><published>2006-12-10T00:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T10:45:04.160+04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Post Contains Multiple Messages to Various People</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I totally believe in Karma, I hope more people do, for the sake of themselves =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think you should &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;love &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;your friend, you're not a friend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized too much in my life is happening on purpose, it's really happening  in a sequence, and it makes me feel that it's so fated!! Rabe katb it happens!!! I hope all goes well *crossingfingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are asses, don't try to please them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Espanol in Manahel starts second week of January, whoever wants to enroll, there is still time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I reached peace with myself in work, I no longer despise nor hate who mistreated me, I will give as much as I can, for as long as I stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is what you make of it, so stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more shyness, I am calling Kholood back!!! She said she will call me herself, but you know what Kholood, I'm the one who needs you, or your place for that matter, SO I'M CALLING YOU *lubing outlandish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the weirdest people I met, are the ones who are now closest to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hate misunderstandings, I lost a real close friend because of one, and I am guessing it will never be the same again, from my friends part at least, I just wanted to say, I miss you, and you will always be in my heart, close or far, whatever u choose, I'll always cherish you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss Sam, all the time.. I feel like it's sad what life did to us, how ur dad controlled us, and what this country made of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I don't like the idea of &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; adding up people to my msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you little brother, I think you're the only one in this family that TRULY understand me, even Wendy Lee doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a lot of bloggers were weird, but maybe it's me who's really weird, but I think my weirdness is not freaky! It's cute =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When I see something nice and say I want to buy it, doesn't mean that I really am planning to!! It just means I think it's good enough, if &lt;strong&gt;I really wanted to buy something I'd go for it without saying it out loud ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a diet, hope it all goes well, I am in lub with the skinny jeans and if I don't loose 'em hips I wont get one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, since I am giving random messages; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GET A LIFE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;~P.S. If you think I am talking to you then I am talking to you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116569626621617067?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116569626621617067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116569626621617067&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116569626621617067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116569626621617067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-post-contains-multiple-messages.html' title='This Post Contains Multiple Messages to Various People'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116517403526122621</id><published>2006-12-03T23:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:34:01.356+04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So life has not been any exciting to me lately.. Nothing! Nada!! I'm not used to this, I got a plan, I work, I might complete my education while I work, of course being in this country I'm staying with my folks till I die, or move to another guys place and let him have power over my life (ya sater).. Heh.. Well, lets say this got me thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I was in school I always looked up to the next stage as a "cool" phase. Like when I was in 3rd Grade I thought the 4th graders were cool!! I wanted to be a 4th grader!! When I was a 6th grader I thought Jr. High was cool, and couldn't wait to make it there, when I was in Jr. High I thought College was cool!! When I finished that, I thought having a job would be cool.. Now, I'm stuck! Should I really be looking up to retirement!! I mean, I'm 22, I'm bored!!!!! Boy, do I need help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This was so random, don't judge me! And yeah this color is PINK, get over it guys =\&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/19295082-116517403526122621?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116517403526122621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116517403526122621&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116517403526122621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116517403526122621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-life.html' title='On Life..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116454886185364802</id><published>2006-11-26T17:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:18:16.670+04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining in Riyooo =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ok, so let's throw on some fresh clothing, I been sleeping in these jeans and sleeveless black shirt for far too long, and I gotta go out.. Wait, it's cold, Ok pink and grey stripped long sleeved shirt, where's that jeans?? The washed out one!! Arrgghhh I can see all my jeans trousers, but NOT THAT one.. Heck, I'm not changing the shirt, I am FINDING the pants!!!!!!!! THERE!! In the laundry basket, whao.. Now I can breath again *wiping sweat off forehead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Now, what shoes should I wear =S &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/19295082-116454886185364802?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116454886185364802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116454886185364802&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116454886185364802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116454886185364802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-raining-in-riyooo-d.html' title='It&apos;s Raining in Riyooo =D'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116438753390331175</id><published>2006-11-24T20:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:29:40.133+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Even Have a "title" This Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My baby sister just bought herself 2 new guitars, and she's been practicing all day!! Weirdly enough, I am not annoyed!! heh.. It's interesting to see my baby sis having such interest, my younger sister never did, she always copied me, I didn't complain, till I grew up and saw her getting jealous of my friends :S She's older and a&lt;em&gt; lil bit&lt;/em&gt; wiser now =P Well, It's been more than one year of me blogging, I didn't reach a 100 posts yet, but I feel like I did, and though, I remember every post, I enjoy reading every post! Is that sick?! I always liked my own writings, although my writings were usually about what happens around me, what I think and feel about it, not stories, poems, or articles of any kind. When I first started I was pissed at my sister, she told me that I complained about work to her too much. It's nothing but normal since my life is my job, and I spent an awful lot of time there, and I do look at my job as my future, she's working now, and doing it to me, lol. So anyways, I thought enough said, if I got to complain, I'll write about it! I started out ok, then thought what if my colleagues read this! A couple are annoying, but that don't mean I want to hurt their feelings. Only one is really crazy and I already told her so it's no biggy. But now, when I look at my blog, I realize I couldn't even do that, do what I wanted to do with it, and I don't know if it means I got over that or not. Another thing, I tend to like my privacy, I enjoy my Fo0f time alone, and my best friend just graduated, and now wants to work in "banke el me3fen" as she calls it =\ I was like, "Ok, m3fn and u want to work in it leeh??" "Oh, I'm excited to be with you", she says, so I wish her the best and help her all I can, a couple of weeks later she gets accepted and will join shortly, and I can't help but feel like my personal place is being invaded, I don't know why I am not liking the idea. I truly love her, but she could've worked somewhere else, I really don't like to be unprofessional at work, and I never wanted to sound childish to her, but really, it's like when ur mom shows ur new friends ur naked baby pictures, that is so her, she likes to do that, all the time, to everyone, even new people we just met, that's her way of looking sweet, telling people about ur embarrassing stuff, knowing I don't do that, and she will eventually "look" better. I never mind, cuz normally, it's in front of her friends or family who know how she is. But infront of other people, like my folks, or my friends, she's a tad embarrassing, although they know everything about me, she always can make things sound worse, or more embarrassing =\ And I am in a bit of a battled lately, thinking; would it be "3eeb" to go on to her and tell her, about the whole behavior that bugs me, &lt;em&gt;-not about her joining where I work-&lt;/em&gt;, we are very close. But I really don't want her to get it wrong or hurt her feelings. I was supposed to go to her place today, I didn't go cuz of this thinking dilemma which I am hating. Off, a wise girl once told me, don't befriends girls, girls are weird.. I am so with her in that right now!!!&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/19295082-116438753390331175?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116438753390331175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116438753390331175&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116438753390331175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116438753390331175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-even-have-title-this-time.html' title='I Don&apos;t Even Have a &quot;title&quot; This Time.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116403537038732123</id><published>2006-11-20T19:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:31:54.630+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once I Was Blind, and Now I See =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I did it!! Yeah, I can't believe I was crying my eyes out for this and now 4 hrs later I am online!! Oh, yeah, I hate the dropes!! I got to see my doctor in 2 and a half hrs. Hope this works out and I dont need another op =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://euphoria-in-vain.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-rubbish-3.html"&gt;Super sorry Euphoria, I didnt have time till now =$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19295082-116403537038732123?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116403537038732123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116403537038732123&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116403537038732123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116403537038732123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/once-i-was-blind-and-now-i-see-d.html' title='Once I Was Blind, and Now I See =D'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116371260495512380</id><published>2006-11-17T01:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:36:17.786+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning Stuff Never Meant They WILL Work Out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I couldn't sleep last night, when I at last slept -&lt;em&gt;after crying for no reason&lt;/em&gt;- I woke up @ 9 after the worst set of night mares. I was supposed to be happy I'm getting this over with!! Saying good-bye to my glasses and lenses was a dream since I first wore em when I was in 10th grade! I took a shower and called my friends who are going with me, dad was supposed to come but he was in Abu Dhabi, so only mom came, and guess what.. After all of that, my two friends did it, and I came back to nurse them around for the whole day just because I was long-sighted and that was a puzzle enough for them to put a drop that tranquilizes my inner eye muscles so they can tell what's really going on with my eyes, and they can't do the op until the effect wears off, which is 3 days later!! My op is scheduled now on Monday inshallah, I am hoping for the best, and dad will be coming and my friends &lt;strong&gt;WILL &lt;/strong&gt;come over to nurse me!! Allah yustor, and ynje7 all our operations ya rab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I can check my email for a couple of more days. I should be happy, shouldn't I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bummed Fo0f!&lt;br /&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/19295082-116371260495512380?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116371260495512380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116371260495512380&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116371260495512380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116371260495512380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/planning-stuff-never-meant-they-will.html' title='Planning Stuff Never Meant They WILL Work Out!!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116300432162664279</id><published>2006-11-08T20:25:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:30:16.736+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy and Wahabyalipstick Asked 4 This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="237" src="http://www.filehigh.com/serve/9894/270220.jpg" width="318" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hmmphhh I got no comment..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&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/19295082-116300432162664279?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116300432162664279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116300432162664279&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116300432162664279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116300432162664279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/fishy-and-wahabyalipstick-asked-4-this.html' title='Fishy and Wahabyalipstick Asked 4 This...'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116284248749072115</id><published>2006-11-06T23:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:11:31.586+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Said Saudi is Perfect. But Quite Frankly, No Where Else is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was influenced a long time ago by &lt;a href="http://ot-editorial.blogspot.com/2006/10/whos-better.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine got engaged 3 months ago, it was rather quick, she liked the guy, and her family liked his family. It was all going on good, and they wanted to get married ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy for her, she's a year older than I, still young, but divorced before marriage -something we do here in Saudi is called "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Melkah"&lt;/span&gt;, which confirms the marriage formalities, but your not married till the party is done-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly; I didn't ask her who he was, I only knew his first name, and that he's not "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Najdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, meaning he's not from the Central Area in Saudi. I couldn't care less as long as she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her marriage was scheduled on the first Friday after Eid just before school started. And being in situation she chose not invite no one till a week before the date of the marriage party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I got the invitation. I was kinda shocked it was tomorrow, I thought she'd give me more time to get ready and all =P but whatever, it's her call, and being her friend who had nothing else to do on that sunless day, I had to go =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, I get a call from her mom telling me the girls wedding is off, I asked when are you postponing it to? And she tells me it's not being postponed, it's cancelled! I ask why, and she tells me; they were not "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;originals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ma kano a9eeleen&lt;/span&gt;) I said; didn't you know that before?? And she said no, they told us they were, and their family wasn't known and we didn't think they would lie regarding such things, but today when we sent the invitations we got many calls from the family seniors saying they don't approve and they called the "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; to make sure of the family origins, and they informed them that they are not!! And may God reward my doughter and let us bear us they don't want to divorce her and we're going to the Judge for that "O allah y5lef 3ala bente bele a7san o y3eena 3al ma7akm la2no el rijal ma yebe y6l8!" I told her I am sorry and called my friend, who was crying telling me, I feel like I don't have a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I always thought that non originals were better people in accepting a lot of things that originals automaticlly label as wrong and taboo out of tradition more than not approved by Islam"&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;7aram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. I thought they lived a carefree life, with no worries. But when I told dad my friends' story, and asked him why would they lie! It's not like they can't find someone that matches them, he told me they wanted to upgrade themselves!!! And that made me think that they could be more superficial than I thought!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't care that much about family, in marriage, but I respect my dads wishes and would never marry someone he wouldnt approve of. But I always thought no one would put them selves in such a bad situation knowing that people would hesitate in accepting them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend now is divorced, twice, and that is never good in this country! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-See OT, it's not just family names and money; you can add that to your list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&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/19295082-116284248749072115?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116284248749072115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116284248749072115&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116284248749072115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116284248749072115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/11/nobody-said-saudi-is-perfect-but-quite.html' title='Nobody Said Saudi is Perfect. But Quite Frankly, No Where Else is!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116223539455493611</id><published>2006-10-30T23:02:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:38:06.463+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I finally saw Season 3 of Lost, 3rd episode got me to know something new; picking up hitch hickers is a against the law in the United States of America!!!! Whoa, so much for the whole "land of the free" concept!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a further note; I luved season 3, it has a quicker pace, you're always tensed and expecting something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, and why don't the polar bears just go fishing. Dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-116223539455493611?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116223539455493611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116223539455493611&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116223539455493611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116223539455493611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/10/mama-america_30.html' title='Mama America'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116206117459363015</id><published>2006-10-28T22:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:50:01.160+04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's No Secret; You Annoy Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abc.net.au/quantum/stories/m51314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I can't stand your voice, your face, your stupid comments and actions, your endless tries to befriend me, or to get the latest buzz from me.. I know your kind, and I despise you, and knowing you work here with me, and I have to see you daily, is really annoying me, yeah, sorry, but at least I am honest!! And if you didn't get that when I first said it that proves you're more stupid than I thought you were! I want to leave because of you, yes, I am willing to, you're not going anywhere, so it's up to me now to move to a better place, to rub off better people.. But you know what; as bad as you are, you do the most damage!! I never thought a clueless person like you, would ever annoy me this much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So, I found this great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://annoyingcoworker.net/"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt;that understands me =D it sends anonymous hatred mail, even has great suggestions if you can't write down your own!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lets see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;, shall I send her this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do you know how unseemly you appear when you stand at the boss' desk, chatting him up for two hours after your shift ends? Also, your cackling at every one of his comments, and that rip-snort animal noise you make are obnoxious! How old are you, twelve? Do you actually think he is going to help you advance your career by your sucking up, gossiping and snorting at everything he says? Grow up!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Or this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why must you continually use your outside voice in our cubicle environment? Don't you realize that entire office can hear your pointless conversations with all your visitors. Who cares about your gripes on how work should be done!!! We work on boring pensions and benefits. Deal with it!!! Have you ever thought of being a Public Address Announcer at a Nascar event??? Your loudmouth could easily be heard over all the roaring engines without the use of speakers!!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Or this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; -lovin the site!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Please refrain from voicing your emotions as grunts and other assorted noises. The English language exists for a reason, to be used. If I wanted to listen to animal noises I would go to a zoo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nyahaha wala fallah if I did, problem is; she'd know it's me! Or is is a7san if she did?? =D`&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS. You can do it too, anonymously, I know you want to ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/19295082-116206117459363015?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116206117459363015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116206117459363015&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116206117459363015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116206117459363015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-no-secret-you-annoy-me.html' title='It&apos;s No Secret; You Annoy Me!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116146054298920136</id><published>2006-10-21T23:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:06:24.913+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swing? I Think Not :$</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I am not a moody person, at least I don't think I am. I mean a "moody" person is a person who has mood swings for no reason, right?? I have reasons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can't think of a post, and that's killing me, writing was easy then, and fun!! Eid is a day away, which sucks since my eid plans are goind to our town, and meeting distant relatives I haven't seen in a real long time&lt;em&gt; -we don't really miss each other, don't worry, we're not even supposed to-.&lt;/em&gt; Thing is, we live and lead different lives, we're not even that close, and all we do is mere formality, I wont lie to you, when I go I have fun, we all do, it's a big gathering if you don't have fun you're sick.. It's the best place, and a fun time. It's just that it lacks personal space, you are everybody's business there.. I am packing my laptop, some movies, FRIENDS DVDs, Grey's Anatomy, a book (Cents and Senibility) and a manga (Kingdom Hearts *thanks sis*).. I still don't know what to wear on Eid, I so wanted a Jalabyah! I never did the Jalabyah thing! I'm doing it this year if I get time to buy one tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're hitting the road tomorrow noon, wish me luck and fun everyone.. Enjoy your Eid celebrations and take care.. Oh yeah, did I say I got a raise at wor!! Cuz I did =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;See, I am not moody, it's just what happens around me affect me, and I do speak up, unlike &lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok, I was gonna write a whole I am back post, but blogger gave up on me and lost it, I am not writing all of that again!!! Anyhoos I am back for real =P in ur face stupid hacker!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.euphoria-in-vain.blogspot.com"&gt;Euphoria&lt;/a&gt; for being the first to tell me about this &lt;em&gt;-although then I couldnt do anything about it-&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ahmed78.blogspot.com"&gt;Ahmed &lt;/a&gt;for the post, &lt;a href="http://sweetangerksa.blogspot.com"&gt;Ash &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.fbihacker.com/blog"&gt;Rio &lt;/a&gt;for the investigitaion ;) and &lt;a href="http://www.7amudi.com/blog/"&gt;7amoudi &lt;/a&gt;for your ususal help ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3eed was messy, crowded and had lotsa dust and sick kids in case u were wondering! 3eedkom mobarak everyone!! Hope u had a pleasent one!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/19295082-116146054298920136?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116146054298920136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116146054298920136&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116146054298920136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116146054298920136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/10/mood-swing-i-think-not.html' title='Mood Swing? I Think Not :$'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116076485981103286</id><published>2006-10-13T22:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:09:42.533+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~I saw my aunt yesterday, I am happy I did, I was kinda avoiding seeing her cuz it was too emotional for me to deal with, but she looked "not bad" thank God. I hope she keeps her strength and fights this through. I made a promise to myself today, I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; visit her more often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;~A new Abaya is coming out tomorrow, I hope it doesn't look bad, I kinda asked for a lot to be put in it &lt;em&gt;*crossing fingers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~I got a slight fever all last week, I'll live, it was just a good excuse for me to skip work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xxblackorchidxx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Black Orchid&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://ot-editorial.blogspot.com/"&gt;-OT- &lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tagged me (I think =P);&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last birthday? September 23rd =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last meal? Soup (my late fatoor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last spending splurge? My new Abaya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last time you cried? Watching Tru Calling Season 2 the episode with the girl that got leukemia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last career? My current one.. (I hope I can call it last soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last website visited? My MSN Hotmails Mailbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last person you spoke to? Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last song you listened to? lol, Money, Flying Lizards :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last book you read? The Five Lessons a Millionaire Taught Me About Life and Wealth by Richard Paul Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last TV show watched? 9a7ebat al ematyaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last person you IM'd? Memo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last word you said? "OK" =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;~Euphoria has a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://euphoria-in-vain.blogspot.com/2006/10/ewww.html"&gt;new post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.se3loah.com/2006/10/blog-post_08.html"&gt;Riyo Bloggers meet up &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;by Se3loah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;~I &lt;strong&gt;am&lt;/strong&gt; going to work tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~I did this post just because I thought I should post &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;~Read about today, &lt;a href="http://rys-raziel.blogspot.com/2006/10/paraskevidekatriaphobia-friday-13th.html"&gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/a&gt;!!! =P`&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/19295082-116076485981103286?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116076485981103286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116076485981103286&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116076485981103286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116076485981103286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-116016360438149981</id><published>2006-10-06T23:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T00:14:40.490+04:00</updated><title type='text'>And "They" Say; "I" Got Problems!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So, once upon a time the internet in Saudi got more popular with the youth when it interduced Hi5, a while later there was a lot of similer sites such as zorpia, multiply, bingbox, and recently tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one enjoyed hi5, it had a friendly look, and covered everything, no one screwed with the colors or the background. It was readable, and you can tell who's who easily. Eventually, it got blocked =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother sent me a bingbox invatation a while back and I accepted and sent to my contacts later and forgot about it. And yesterday I decided to check my junkmail folder and it was all bingbox! So I went to check it out and found out people left me the weirdest messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONESTLY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I never seen this much of weirdo mail! So I thought I'll share it with you.. Maybe you'd think it's not weird after all -&lt;em&gt;who knows&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: A man search from veracious by grandfather his and if we desired this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:**********@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;**********@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: you what?&lt;br /&gt;Message: hi! a message to know other people among which you get friends from different background. any way you are &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: hi&lt;br /&gt;Message: hello &lt;em&gt;lady&lt;/em&gt; how are you i hope evry thing good with you ...i like ur profile i wish to be friends ...for now take care have a nice day bless you ...dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: world&lt;br /&gt;Message: Water’s smile…sea breeze…wave’s beat…butterfly’s heartbeat…you are the world…when dreaming …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses from Italy Francesco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: hi&lt;br /&gt;Message: hi sweety I,m ahmad from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( K . S . A ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hi I need your &lt;em&gt;tender hand&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to guide me to you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy if you send to my e-mail at (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*****@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*****@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: hii&lt;br /&gt;Message: how r u , i'm egyption live in Riyadh i really like to be your friend, i'm &lt;em&gt;cute handsomei&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;will show you my pic because i couldnt upload it here&lt;/em&gt;, i'm looking for nice cute friendsi hope you add me in msn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:************@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;************@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;C U soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Message: hello I’m Hamza I live in Turkey in capitial city in Ankara I speak english but a little bitİf you want to write or speak every subjejct (on MSN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*****@yahoo.com.tr"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*****@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*****@yahoo.com.tr"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*****@yahoo.com.tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; ) please write me &lt;em&gt;I’m ready I have got a web cam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: Iam mohamed from egypt and I`m &lt;em&gt;student in faculty&lt;/em&gt; of law in Cairo universy and websites Designer and I want to travil to &lt;em&gt;Europa in coming soon&lt;/em&gt; maybe after one year when i has been finshed my study ,my favourite things are (soccer and eating chocolate )I hope we will becomes friends cause i like you.I forget to tell you thing I`m single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:****@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;****@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:****@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:****@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: do you want to see my &lt;em&gt;cock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:me***@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;mailto:me***@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: &lt;em&gt;hiiii sexy gairl i want u email to chat u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: Simpl music can make u sing...Simple hug can make u feel &lt;em&gt;brttre&lt;/em&gt;...Simple things can make u happy...Hope that my simple ""msg"" can make u smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:{****@HOTMAIL.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;{****@HOTMAIL.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;}&lt;em&gt;WAIT U and want to know u somethingA&lt;/em&gt; friend is like a pillow u can hug it when u are in trouble...you can cry on it when u are in pain...and embrace it when u are happy ...&lt;em&gt;ALWAYS REMEMBER I CAN BE YOUR PILLOW !!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Message: well, hope that you are going fine... &lt;em&gt;that's my first time getting into that web&lt;/em&gt;.... wish to get some news from you to know you better if u r interested.... sure, &lt;em&gt;you are maybe asked about&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;my id&lt;/em&gt;.... i'm omar, a lebanese guy living in ksa. my email is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:******@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;******@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;wish to hear soon from you&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: &lt;em&gt;MY WISH IS TO BE NEAR YOU REALLY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: HI DARLING.&lt;br /&gt;I am a student of politics and international relations, my mama was from from Brazil and my &lt;em&gt;fother&lt;/em&gt; from Angola and I live in Prague, Czech republic.I am &lt;em&gt;looking foreward to read some sweet lines from you&lt;/em&gt;, any way you are very interesting MADONNA MIA, I mean HOW NICE TO BE NEAR YOU, CAN YOU EMAGINE THAT? &lt;em&gt;FANTASTIC.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: hey&lt;br /&gt;Message: &lt;em&gt;Are you available?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;br /&gt;Message: Hiya&lt;br /&gt;I am Male 30 year old live in Riyadh but &lt;em&gt;from Lonodn&lt;/em&gt;. I have been in Riyadh for 8 months and work as an Accountant. I come to London fairly regularly&lt;br /&gt;I am 6ft tall brown eyes mediium build and &lt;em&gt;tanned&lt;/em&gt; and single interested in being mates then why not email me on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:******@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;******@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My msn id is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*******@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*******@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want then you may also &lt;em&gt;text&lt;/em&gt; me on +966 5********&lt;br /&gt;My name is Kam by the way.&lt;br /&gt;hope to hear from you soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Subject: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Message: hi i'm a&lt;em&gt; cool sexy&lt;/em&gt; egyptian guy , love singing , playing guitar &lt;em&gt;&amp; having sex with cute girls like u&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:************@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;************@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;)(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:***********@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;***********@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Subject: hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Message: HI THERE ,THIS IS IBRAHEEM FROM RIYADH LOOKING FOR A GIRL THAT CAN SURE SHE &lt;em&gt;SO STRONG TO DEAL WITH ME COZ IAM THE MOSTLY BIGGEST MAN IN THIS WORLD&lt;/em&gt; IAM REALLY INTERSTED ON U.IF U SEE THE U HAV THE POWER TO FACE ME JUST CALL ME AT 05********* OR ADD ME IN UR MESSENGER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:************@YAHOO.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;************@YAHOO.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:OR************@HOTMAIL.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;************@HOTMAIL.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;BEST REGARDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Subject: hiiiiiiiiiii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Message: hiiiiiiiiiiiii iam mohamed fawky iam from egypt i20 old year plz i want ur mails becos i want chat with u if ok this is my mails_________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:************@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;************@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; ____________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*****fofa****@hotmail.combay"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*****&lt;em&gt;fofa&lt;/em&gt;****@hotmail.combay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Subject: Hello Beautiful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Message: Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;em&gt;so gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;You really look good that you should be an actress or model. You got the look, I should know &lt;u&gt;cos I am in this line!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be your friend. OK? I am in my 30s and work as a film Director and TV Producer with my own film company and I am currently producing 3 shows in production at the moment. I love fine wine and dining and am a hopeless romantic for beaches, sea and sand and surf. I am seeking a romantic woman who likes &lt;em&gt;to be loved pampered and appreciated&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rich and lonely man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:******@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;******@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You really are growing into a very beautiful young woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, back to work, I am asking for a vacation inshallah, I will have it like those people who had the makrama, even if it was from my own!!!&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/19295082-116016360438149981?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/116016360438149981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=116016360438149981&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116016360438149981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/116016360438149981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-they-say-i-got-problems.html' title='And &quot;They&quot; Say; &quot;I&quot; Got Problems!'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115946928621014869</id><published>2006-09-28T22:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:13:38.226+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise.. Surprise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/tauruschic/254466925/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="312" alt="Balloons =D" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/254466925_273a151964.jpg?v=0" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Woke up today with a headache, and seems nobody's there to have fa6oor with but my sisters.. &lt;em&gt;-I'm not complaining-&lt;/em&gt; We had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my sis yesterday, she's a 21 year old now.. I kinda screwed up her head a lot, as I had to make it a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;real surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I told her we're going to meet some friends and I was in my abaya =D and she bought it! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;While&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;her friends were gathering up in our basement!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Making balloons and getting ready.. I called her @10 pm told her that I am in the car waiting and she should go get the Karaoke from the basement and come; she screamed at me; "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not that we're ONLY late, kaman; KARAOKE IN RAMDAN&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;" I was like "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just bring it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" And she came down the basement and we were all there and whoa she didn't see that one coming! I am satisfied =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the thing with surprise parties is; that the person you're supposed to be surprising, knows it and expects it most of the time, sometimes is nice and acts surprised and all.. But in her case we already had a family party on Sunday &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;the actual day of her birthday&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; So, she thought in the gathering we'll have cake and she's gonna get gifts and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, had the worst surprises, I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; surprised! Till last year.. When I turned 21, and I didn't make a big deal out of it, I was gonna start a new job in a week, and was saying good-bye to the lazy simple life. I got a couple of calls and sms's that day, was lazily watched TV.. When mama came with a cake and all the family waraha singing.. I was happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, mama missed my birthday, she and dad were in UK for a week, and supposed to come back &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my birthday, but they couldn't get a flight, so they came on Thursday, when my friends were having a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" party at home for me, which I guessed all along, even the activities I guessed, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I freaked myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. When mom came, she brought me a Gucci watch that I've wanted!! It was the best birthday, despite me not being surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Newsflash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://taq-o-bell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taqo's blog &lt;/a&gt;is back and kickin!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more of my pictures, check &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tauruschic/"&gt;my flickr &lt;/a&gt;page, &lt;em&gt;yeah, yeah.. I finally got one&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-115946928621014869?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115946928621014869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115946928621014869&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115946928621014869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115946928621014869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise.. Surprise..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115906961888285634</id><published>2006-09-24T07:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T07:47:00.800+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan Kareem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So, second day of Ramadan already!! Wow. I slept yesterday at 9 PM. Woke up a while ago before fajr, I'm not used to this yet I guess.. I watched Tash el a9le, it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; funny!! I don't think everyone agrees with me though! heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm checking my mail &lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/strong&gt; and I think American Eagle just cancelled my order! They got this stupid new laws in online purchasing, where they added a couple more stuff to guarantee the stupid people don't get robbed! Well, we shouldn't limit ourselves 3ashan a couple of careless online shoppers!! Mn jd matching addresses for the Credit Card holder and the shipping address!! And then that other code they added &lt;a href="http://www.sti.nasa.gov/cvv.html"&gt;CVV &lt;/a&gt;whatever! I really don't enjoy online shopping as much as I did a while before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;So, now it's 6.30 AM got work in 3 hrs, and nothing to do.. I been hooked on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/"&gt;LOST&lt;/a&gt;, and been liking Saieed, I thought it was just a crush, but heck, it's episode 26 and I still dig the guy! He's handsome, sweet and strong.. What more does a girl want *dreamyeyes* lol, but hey, he don't look Iraqi to me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Let me post this, and I'll go watch the rest of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ciao&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/19295082-115906961888285634?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115906961888285634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115906961888285634&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115906961888285634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115906961888285634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadan-kareem.html' title='Ramadan Kareem'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115859410845470001</id><published>2006-09-18T19:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:42:39.393+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Slogan?! How About I Want Fo0f ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hello bloggers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a good day for me, waking up @ 6AM and arriving work @ 8AM. Being blamed by my boss for something someone else did, and I can't point that out cuz I'd be childish and not nice to that person, and being picked on by the Relationship Managers to do thier jobs, I plugged my headphones and ignored everything in the end!! Raises are supposed to be coming and I should put the workoholic act that everyone is putting, but I'm not in the mood at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I go home to check my personal e-mail hoping to get a message from American Eagle that my shipment is shipped, and while I am still checking my fifty-something mailbox I bump into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You all oughtta try it. You put a word and it makes a slogan out of it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Check these out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Can You Tell Nouf From Butter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yo Quiero Fo0f.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Woohoo, what does that mean =P it means &lt;u&gt;I WANT FOOF&lt;/u&gt;!! Lol, might as well print it on a Tee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. UmEeE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's not an achievement 2 make 100 FRiENDS in a Year, but an achievement is 2 make a FRiEND for 100 Years, 'N' I know I've made ONE, that's . . . YOU !!&lt;em&gt;~I wanted to sms you but you know I can't ='(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I wish U a happy birthday and may you get real big goals to achieve for next year, and always know I'll be there for you if you needed any help to achieve them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the koooolest B Day Cake, for my somewhat in-a-workaholic-phase friend =P: (That's how she REALLY looks!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="UmEe B-Day Cake" src="http://www.filehigh.com/serve/9894/236784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rys-raziel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ren Crow's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birthday is today!! Happy birthday mesio 23 years!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I g2g see the rest of LOST..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-115859410845470001?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115859410845470001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115859410845470001&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115859410845470001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115859410845470001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/need-slogan-how-about-i-want-fo0f.html' title='Need a Slogan?! How About I Want Fo0f ;)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115834406350079299</id><published>2006-09-15T22:11:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:31:40.646+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom is NOT my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Listening to: My Answer is You, Brian Littrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ghost:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get out of somewhere fast, used as "got ghost"&lt;br /&gt;Damn, when those shortys showed up we got ghost real fast dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to leave or exit....you know like "I' m gonna boogie...or I'm a dip out....or lets jet...or I' m Swayze (See Ghost)..Or I'm a bounce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom, is a ghost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~I never had imaginary friends, but I had little voices talking to me inside my head, still do, they're not as fun or as many as they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tried watching Lost and it didn't work! I am watching DHW season 2 instead!! Hmmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Back to work tomorrow, I wish Sam gets the job and joins me soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/19295082-115834406350079299?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115834406350079299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115834406350079299&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115834406350079299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115834406350079299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/tom-is-not-my-friend_15.html' title='Tom is NOT my friend.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115791493147671595</id><published>2006-09-10T23:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:41:50.116+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes You an Ouzzi This Time Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listeneing to: Ydo2 el bab, Amr Diab&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Alright, you need to know that the essential thing is to speak English, and if you can read my blog then ok go on, other than English, I think only the Chinese and South Korean can live there as the massive Chinese and South Korean population!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- Look like them:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, as per statistics,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Au&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;stra&lt;/span&gt;lia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;is the second most diverse country in the world, number one is of course the United States of America *rollingeyes*. I think just add a couple of Latinos and a couple of African American and it’s number one. You’ll fit there wherever you’re originally from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- Dress like them:&lt;/strong&gt; You gotta have &lt;em&gt;3 noticeable piercings at least&lt;/em&gt;, Skinny pants, a dotted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dress/shirt and a stripped&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;cropped jacket, a mini skirt over the skinny pants, it’s all about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and mismatching! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3- Talk like them:&lt;/strong&gt; This is quite fun, it reminded me of my summer school days in London when I used to mock the English accent. `&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Here, in the morning "&lt;em&gt;G’Day&lt;/em&gt;!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Start every sentence with "&lt;em&gt;I reckon&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Whenever someone says something that requires no response, just say "&lt;em&gt;No worries&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Replace every "Yes" or "Yeah" with a "&lt;em&gt;Yeey&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*End every sentence with "&lt;em&gt;Mate&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Whenever someone says "thank you" you &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; reply with "&lt;em&gt;No worries&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Refer to the bathroom as the "&lt;em&gt;Loo&lt;/em&gt;" !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Try to add a weird English accent to anything you say!Keep on saying "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No worries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" for no reason whatsoever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4- Act like them:&lt;/strong&gt; Just always try to be funny, be nosey in everyone’s business and when you see someone you &lt;u&gt;THINK&lt;/u&gt; you know you scream out and get all high in a crazy way but still be polite and mannered, and you’ll hit &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5- Be one:&lt;/strong&gt; They just like to be weird, so if you are one, you gotta be a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Goth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;, a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;, a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Transsexual&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;or just run around cross-dressing in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;**Note to readers;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;please feel free to add anything to the list, as per statistics &lt;em&gt;ALSO; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; land is the number one immigrant destination and we can provide the interested people some help here ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;~Lol. To sum it up; I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lubbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-115791493147671595?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115791493147671595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115791493147671595&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115791493147671595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115791493147671595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-makes-you-ouzzi-this-time-around.html' title='What Makes You an Ouzzi This Time Around'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115761540371107417</id><published>2006-09-07T11:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:06:36.300+04:00</updated><title type='text'>TiG TaG.. I should be out shopping for my sis b-day gift! Ideas anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I've been tagged a long time ago by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://xxblackorchidxx.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Black Orchid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Sorry, I know this is late-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I have to write 20 facts about myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;1. I like having long nails, but I can't get them as my nails reach a certin length then commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am quite girlish AND a tomboy all in the same time.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love music, if I wasn't the Saudi Fo0f that I am I would so be a singer.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am long-sighted and my eye doctor told me surgery to get my sight has a 10% sucess chance only!&lt;br /&gt;5. My sisters B day is coming up and I got no Idea what to get her. Update; maybe a TV!&lt;br /&gt;6. I got one cousin who's my age from moms side, and we're not friends!!&lt;br /&gt;7. I got a million cousins my age from dad's side, and, again, I'm not close with any.&lt;br /&gt;8. Only one of my friends didn't graduate yet, she's done next year.&lt;br /&gt;9. All my friends work, or want to work.&lt;br /&gt;10. I want to buy my own car, with my own money.&lt;br /&gt;11. I want to get my parents something big, but I think I can't do that now! =(&lt;br /&gt;12. I still want to meet A.J. Mclean and got a huge crush on him!&lt;br /&gt;13. I got 2 laptops (Compaq an Toshiba) and I love them both so very much.&lt;br /&gt;14. My eyes hurt so much lately, maybe they miss the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;15. I found blogging way more interesting than what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;16. Some people are just too shallow.&lt;br /&gt;17. Being Saudi is a good thing, being a muslim is even a better thing, and not missing your prayers makes you a heck of a person!!&lt;br /&gt;18. Yes, I do pray, you crazy people!!! I wouldn't be muslim if I didn't!! and I'd love to pass handouts about Islam, but I don't want to be sent off to some prison.&lt;br /&gt;19. I am a fast typer. Faster in Arabic than English, cuz I don't have Arabic letters on both my laptops so I know all the letters by heart.&lt;br /&gt;20. I love to blog.. And to read peoples blogs.. But I don't love all the bloggrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on a slighter note, I stole this off &lt;a href="http://khaleeji-twix.blogspot.com"&gt;5aleejee Twixes &lt;/a&gt;blog;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Las Vegas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatamericancityareyouquiz/las-vegas.jpg" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wild and uninhibited, you enjoy all of life's vices.&lt;br /&gt;You're a total hedonist, especially with sex, gambling, and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;You shine brightly every night, but you do the ultimate walk of shame each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Las Vegas residents: Wayne Newton, Howard Hughes, Penn &amp; Teller, Siegfried &amp;amp; Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatamericancityareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What American City Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*raisingoneeyebrow* what the?? I am Las Vegas?? Mabe&lt;em&gt; -I don't wana!-!!&lt;/em&gt; =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irregulartimes.com/index.php/archives/2006/02/02/mohammed-comics-continued-muslims-infantilizing-the-prophet/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;has gone way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/buy/quran/-/pv_design_prod/pg_1/p_storeid.46242530/pNo_46242530/id_10909699/opt_/fpt_/c_360/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-Note the subject of this post, I'd appreaciate some thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff66;"&gt;~Fo0f, over and out.&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/19295082-115761540371107417?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115761540371107417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115761540371107417&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115761540371107417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115761540371107417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/tig-tag-i-should-be-out-shopping-for.html' title='TiG TaG.. I should be out shopping for my sis b-day gift! Ideas anyone??'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115713328348190192</id><published>2006-09-01T21:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:38:09.476+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony is Mostly Sad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Two years ago, I started noticing one of my close relatives had too much appointments and check ups, and I always thought she's just taking care of herself too much; after all she is a doctor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, last summer, she just collapsed; she spit blood, and lost a lot of weight in such a short period! She went to the ER right away that day. I knew something weird was going on, and one of her daughters kept telling us about something she found in the maid's room, which looked like some kinda charm! Someone took it to a shaikh that day. And we never heard the end of that story, we were just terrified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Two days later, they say they found a tumour in her tummy. And it was the first time she knew about it, turns out she had been checking what's wrong all this time and no one knew!! She had about three surgeries that summer to remove it, and a lot more surgeries to clean what they made!! And told her that by God's well she's gonna be OK, but, had to take chemo!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;She knew what Chemo did to people, and she figured a 5% chance the tumour is coming back is not worth the Chemo. She rested at home at last. In two months she reported back to the hospital where she worked, and we saw her again in gatherings, she was as good as she always was. I always loved her sense of humor. She was always fun to be with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;This summer, we been away, mom tried calling her a couple of times, and she never answered. Mom was always wondering why. Last day, we called one of her daughters, and she told us she's back in hospital, and the tumour is back. Not so much info. But that was enough to make us all feel guilty and sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see her the next day I was in Riyo, that's why I couldn't make it to the bloggerts meet-up, and she was so pale, and looked sad. Even her voice wasn't clear!! She didn't move easily cuz of the tumour's big size!! Heck, she even had problems breathing!! And her 25 year old engineer son greets us telling that she's a goner!!! He made us all cry!!! I can't believe that guy!!! (I think he didn't really know what was wrong with his mom) Then, her husband jocks in front of her about a girl flirting with him. THE DAY BEFORE HER SURGERY!!! Talk about caring!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;She had surgery, removing her Uterus, they say it went well, and I sure hope she's better. No visits are allowed yet, but I really want to see her and hug her, and wish her health! But I don't want to break down crying, she needs everyone to be strong for her!! And it is really hard! She's too young for this!! I know God is testing her faith. But I can't help but think it's unfair, for her, and her 4 year old son ='( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Aunt Najla, this entry is dedicated to you! I wish I can do more, I love you, and I pry for you non stop.&lt;/span&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/19295082-115713328348190192?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115713328348190192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115713328348190192&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115713328348190192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115713328348190192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/09/irony-is-mostly-sad.html' title='Irony is Mostly Sad..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115679045649398209</id><published>2006-08-28T22:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:55:13.703+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, Sweet Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Listening to: Whatcha Lookin At, Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I recently watched a movie about some Lebanese hijackers who took a plane and threatened to kill everyone as a rebel act to the Israelis invading Lebanon, all I can say about the movie is it was cruel, the week before, the same channel of Fox network had a documentary about Palestine and surprisingly all the facts were bull. I just can't say I trust TV no more!! And I loved TV!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OK, Then came the 9/11 movie &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't recall it's name, but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; which I had no interest to watch, mom and dad did though, and told me it was cruel too. Two days later I go and watch Snakes on a Plane, not a smart move; this movie was good but freaky! And all I been thinking while I was on my transit trips was an anaconda falling down somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOL, the best thing about the movie though was it made me like the flight attendants and respect them, and that a male flight attendant is cool =P. Yeah, well, they were extremely nice to us on our way back home, so there, I just love people who smile when they talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, safe and sound, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS PLACE IS HOT!!&lt;/span&gt; And my cell took two hours to pick STC's signal - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can not really say that I blame it =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-I unpacked, now I need to sleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to all Riyo bloggerets:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I AM BACK, INCLUDE ME WHEN YOU HAVE A FREGGIN' MEET-UP, DAMN IT!!! OK ;) hehNighty night!&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/19295082-115679045649398209?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115679045649398209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115679045649398209&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115679045649398209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115679045649398209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home, Sweet Home.'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115608319981989714</id><published>2006-08-20T17:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:00:21.453+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Me and the Ocean..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 189px" height="150" src="http://www.desktoprating.com/wallpapers/nature-wallpapers-pictures/sea-at-night-wallpaper-thumb.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's 11:30 PM. I am at the beach listening to Dido's "Here With Me" on my Nokia MP3 Player since my Ipod mini's battery died. With all the weekend hustle behind me on Cavill Avenue, I can't help but think about you. Are you at the beach too? Was our friendship really meaningless, when I thought it was so real. When I remember your email last week saying you remembered me, I can't help but quote when you said "&lt;em&gt;What do you want from me!!&lt;/em&gt;". I have been lied to and cheated on and stabbed by all sorta people, and I was OK, but this time, I doubt if I'll ever trust a friend again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://euphoria-in-vain.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Euphoria once wrote a post about forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;when I read the comments, I decided not to comment my self, as I thought it would be weird to say "I forgive but never foget", and sadly, I think things will never be the same again. I wipe my tears, pick up my gold and black hand bag, and decide to head home.I know I said I will stop bloggin for a while, but I really think I am posting this, after all it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;On a further note, I thank my sisters and friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecynicalfishy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farahssowaleef.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Farah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bassem-kurdi.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bassem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;for their concerns. Guys I know you're all peaceful, 7ata farah, I remember you told me before going to the states you might delete ur blog, its not that, it's just the pressure to blog now! No one gets it's an online &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;JOURNAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Not a newspaper column! And I just was hurt when I wrote that, and I wanted to do something about it but couldn't and that hurt me more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~For whoever is bored, add this guy to your IM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:smarterchild@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;smarterchild@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; he just annoys me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;-5 more days to Riyo and work! -&lt;em&gt;Someone is not so into that mood, might as well take a longer vacation&lt;/em&gt;-. We'll see about that. For now, laters.&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/19295082-115608319981989714?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115608319981989714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115608319981989714&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115608319981989714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115608319981989714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/08/between-me-and-ocean.html' title='Between Me and the Ocean..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115564530055573559</id><published>2006-08-15T16:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T18:56:43.010+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawthah and 6arrad (Take one)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filehigh.com/viewimg.php?f=23004&amp;i=214667"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.filehigh.com/viewimg.php?f=23004&amp;i=207746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listening to: My Boo, Usher and Alicia Keys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfers Paradise, Gold Coast, Brisbane, Australia, UAE! Yes, United Arab Emirates is here, I went to Dubai in spring break and I didn't see this much UAEans.. &lt;a href="http://sweetangerksa.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;told me this is 5aleje bimbo paradise, but it's more like UAE bimbo paradise, and it's more bimbo dudes than dudets =\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm not complaining, seeing people of both genders who got real long silky hair.. No sense of style whatsoever, Who walk and spill money and never pick it up, their chicks make fun of them in public and then again they never talk back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Until today, a mistake was made and one did say something to a Bahrini guy who took his built -YES, I SAID BUILT- and whooped her with it! It was a crazy scene, and unlike my beautiful country the cops were there in a minute and filled up Cavill Street. I don't know all the facts, and I couldn't see with all the people calling their friends and cousins to come and "check it out". But I know this; we are barbarians!! At least our men are =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**Update; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecynicalfishy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Maha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;says she never met a Rawathah, nor a 6arad in her 5 years in UAE so =\&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/19295082-115564530055573559?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115564530055573559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115564530055573559&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115564530055573559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115564530055573559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/08/rawthah-and-6arrad-take-one.html' title='Rawthah and 6arrad (Take one)'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115488568695587100</id><published>2006-08-06T21:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:23:12.360+04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Remind me of Shallower Times..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listening to: Changes by Tupac&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds." -Edward Abbey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving." -Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Faces come out of the rain.. when you're strange. Am I strange? Possibly. Probably. But maybe I'm not really any stranger than anyone else. Maybe I'm just more aware of my own strangeness." -Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Three Things in human life are important, the first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind." -Henry James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"..most of us are still only raging from the inside." -Monique Webber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Oh, I'm sorry, I think you're mistaking me for someone who actually gives a shit." -Fo0f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.california-blue.jp/ITMP/img/MP15021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-115488568695587100?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115488568695587100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115488568695587100&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115488568695587100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115488568695587100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-remind-me-of-shallower-times.html' title='To Remind me of Shallower Times..'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19295082.post-115476437093855509</id><published>2006-08-05T11:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:26:15.743+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussi Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filehigh.com/viewimg.php?f=23004&amp;i=207746"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.filehigh.com/viewimg.php?f=23004&amp;amp;i=207746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listening to: Away from the Sun, Three Doors Down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is a real long post. I havent posted in ages so I earned it, and you guys will miss me again, I just know it =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wohooo!! I arrived at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;land at last!! The land of the friendliest people, or so they say.. Lol, and they got my lil' sister strip for them to inspect! She thought they were the meanest, and my lil' bro's antique pistols he bought from KL were taken by the "quarantine" people at customs where they accused him of ILLEGALY brining weapons, oh, thank you for not jailing my 13 year old bro!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Airport was hell as you can see.. But after 20 hrs of travel and airports, anything would have been hell to us. Thank God we at last arraived safe and sound in one of the most beutiful cities I've seen, and when I say beutifull I mean it's ALL beutifull, not the kind of city that has some good looking hang out spots.. This is a real good place to live in, no wonder it's the number one country in number of immagrenats. What else, Blonds, Casinos, Rich Japanese Boarding schools, High rents, Chinese population and hot people! I swear, almost everybody looks good here. ALMOST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sydney was really nice, and then, Melbourne was even Better.. Gold Coast has to rock now or we'll really be dissapointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-My sis and bro and me decided to work here for 5 years and become millioners!! I mean that 7-eleven guy gets SAR 27K per month!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-I think I saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today at the Crown Casino! I have to google where's he at at the mo'.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm actually &lt;strong&gt;reading books again&lt;/strong&gt;!! I just might join the bookclub!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll just be clear on one point I made in my last post, &lt;strong&gt;I WAS RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; =D the Malaysian people WERE a combanation of South Easteren Asians who went there to mine for minerals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me posting anytime soon is rather &lt;em&gt;"dodgy"&lt;/em&gt; so, later&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19295082-115476437093855509?l=estoy-libre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/feeds/115476437093855509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19295082&amp;postID=115476437093855509&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115476437093855509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19295082/posts/default/115476437093855509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estoy-libre.blogspot.com/2006/08/aussi-land.html' title='Aussi Land'/><author><name>Fo0f</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://images.epilogue.net/users/irrimiri/zodiac-taurus-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
