<?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-19121254</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:13:46.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl who is trying!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-4896547386202123326</id><published>2008-08-21T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:34:21.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It is going to be O.K.!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Since I only have my thesis left, I do not have to go to university everyday! which is good, I am finally done with midterms, finals and heavy assignments. &lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, eh! I mean not like thesis is not a lot of work to do but a better situation; in my point of view at least!&lt;br /&gt;So, living between papers and books kinda made me forget about a silly little detail.&lt;br /&gt;Transportations!&lt;br /&gt;But wait, why is this suppose to be a problem! Although I have my licenses, women cannot drive.. that is O.K.!&lt;br /&gt;I live only two minutes away from the bridge and the car is standing under the house cold, dead.. waiting for the switch to go but no big deal... that is O.K.! &lt;br /&gt;I can always take a car across the bridge since it is only about 25KM, I mean that what all these transportations companies are here for, taking advantages of people who do not have drivers.. but that is also O.K.!&lt;br /&gt;Very simple, pick up the phone and call and you will have a driver in a blink of an eye.. see.. it is going to be O.K.!&lt;br /&gt;Yea..&lt;br /&gt;Hello..&lt;br /&gt;I need a car please..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Great..&lt;br /&gt;How much..&lt;br /&gt;………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;500 S.R. per trip!!!!! ONLY!!&lt;br /&gt;SEE..I told you it is going to be O.K.!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-4896547386202123326?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/4896547386202123326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=4896547386202123326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4896547386202123326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4896547386202123326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-going-to-be-o.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-7752257054739300737</id><published>2008-03-26T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:34:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I was told... (Just promise me that we would never become politely formal, boring, very civilized strangers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you have my word!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-7752257054739300737?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/7752257054739300737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=7752257054739300737' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/7752257054739300737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/7752257054739300737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-told.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-4789594017324359283</id><published>2007-11-19T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:22:21.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say; they love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say; they are friends with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say; they’ll always be there for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say and they say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear them and expect, but when your expectations turn into mirage and you find yourself collapsing under loads of disappointments; you wonder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you who ask for too much? Or is it them who do not perceive their words?&lt;br /&gt;Or is talking simply cheap?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you realize that you are all alone! and when serious situations accrue; it is only you and yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, live and let live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-4789594017324359283?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/4789594017324359283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=4789594017324359283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4789594017324359283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4789594017324359283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-say-they-love-you-they-say-they.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-494804387535581398</id><published>2007-11-06T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:45:15.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Savage Nation BY Micheal Savage! I am sure that most if not all of us heard about this famous TV Show! well MUSLIMS, here it comes!&lt;br /&gt;Oct 29, 2007 the followed was said!&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not gonna put my wife in a hijab. And I’m not gonna put my daughter in a burqa. And I’m not gettin on my all-fours and praying to Mecca. And you could drop dead if you don’t like it. You can shove it up your pipe. I don’t wanna hear anymore about Islam. I don’t wanna hear one more word about Islam. Take your religion and shove it up your behind. I’m sick of you .”&lt;br /&gt;MORE IS COMING&lt;br /&gt;What sane nation that worships the U.S. constitution, which is the greatest document of freedom ever written, would bring in people who worship a book that tells them the exact opposite. Make no mistake about it, the Quran is not a document of freedom. The Quran is a document of slavery and chattel. It teaches you that you are a slave."&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cair.com/audio/savage_102907.asp&lt;br /&gt;U CAN HEAR IT YOURSELF!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-494804387535581398?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/494804387535581398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=494804387535581398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/494804387535581398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/494804387535581398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/11/savage-nation-by-micheal-savage-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-611516514095988540</id><published>2007-06-01T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:17:19.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"عظم الله أجرك يا ابنتي في المرحومة، رزقها الله فسيح جناته... كانت طيبة الله يرحمها"&lt;br /&gt;أمد يداً باردة كالثلج.. أسمع ولا أفقه..&lt;br /&gt;حروف بلا معنى.. جوفاء فارغة... كلمات لا أعرف متى تبدأ وأين تنتهي...&lt;br /&gt;أكاد أصرخ.. من أنتم؟ وماذا تريدون؟؟ هل أنا أعرفكم؟؟ هل أنتم تعرفوني؟؟&lt;br /&gt;في غرفة المنزل الكبيرة..تارة أظنني وحدي وتارة محاطة بهم.. هم؟؟ من هم؟؟ من يقولون أنهم حزينون لمصابي.. مفجوعون للألمي..&lt;br /&gt;فأبحث في الزحام عن عين يسكنها حزني.. ترتعش لدموعي..&lt;br /&gt;ويعود إلي نظري خائب الأمل.. مكسور الجناح..&lt;br /&gt;أنت فقط من كنت تفهمين لغة صمتي.. أنت وحدك كنت تحسين حزني بدون كلمات..&lt;br /&gt;وبدون وعي يبحث عنك وجعي بين الوجوه..&lt;br /&gt; ويخيل إللي الوهم أني أراك.. جالسة في مكانك المفضل في طرف غرفة المنزل الكبيرة.. تنظرين اللى وعلى شفتيك نصف ابتسامة..&lt;br /&gt;تلمع عيناي طرباٌ لرؤياك ويرقص قلبي على أنغام صوتك الرخيم..&lt;br /&gt;"عظم الله أجرك يا ابنتي.. المرحومة الوالدة كان لها مكانة كبيرة في قلوبنا"&lt;br /&gt;كلا.. ابتعدي.. أنت تحجبين عني رؤياها.. &lt;br /&gt;وتقع عيناي على مكانك المفضل في طرف غرفة المنزل الكبيرة.. &lt;br /&gt;وينفجر الدمع الصامت يحرق وجنتي انهماره...&lt;br /&gt;وتخيم الوحدة على نفسي الوالهة إلى لقياك...&lt;br /&gt;وهزني الواقع المرير بفقدانك..&lt;br /&gt;ويقولون يلئم الجرح الزمان.. وأقول أشتاق إليك أكثر كل ما مر الزمان....   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-611516514095988540?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/611516514095988540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=611516514095988540' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/611516514095988540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/611516514095988540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-4670762178518256155</id><published>2007-06-01T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:01:14.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Doing everything you can to find a solution that could make everyone happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Putting yourself under enormous pressure so you may have your peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt; Agreeing to the most ridicules matter, hoping it might fix something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt; But unfortunately as time passes by it gets worse. And the worse it gets the more you feel the emptiness, pain and sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Moreover, people believe you are weak and easy to crush so they keep pushing and pushing till you reach the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And once you are there, you get to the point of no return and you lose faith; give up in it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Walk away from everyone and everything, leave behind an entire life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could lose everything but win yourself! Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you could simply lose it all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-4670762178518256155?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/4670762178518256155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=4670762178518256155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4670762178518256155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4670762178518256155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/06/doing-everything-you-can-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-690610299907478645</id><published>2007-05-29T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:38:20.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“The isolation of autism need not be a negative trait… We don’t deserve to be condemned or laughed at, or made to fit into the plastic box of society’s correctness. We shouldn’t spend our lives trying to become someone else, someone acceptable… It is unfair to be continuously labeled, analyzed, picked to bits, dissected like a specimen, peered at with a large eye through a magnifying glass”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                                                                             (O’Neill 1998, a person with Autism) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-690610299907478645?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/690610299907478645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=690610299907478645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/690610299907478645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/690610299907478645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/05/isolation-of-autism-need-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-1359654704028279841</id><published>2007-05-06T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:35:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Do not expect much! Live and laugh! Enjoy not having close ones while you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;An advice I was told long time ago.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;An advice I chose not to follow, not to listen to! Till it huts me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;That the pain comes from those whom you least expected! The very close ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When one of us choose to have a close relationship with someone weather it’s love, friendship or even a close relative.. we tend to give! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Unfortunately, we also tend to take! Suddenly when we are ignored, neglected and not cared for; we crash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;None of us is immune as long as we expose ourselves to others! Others who have the upper hand to hurt us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Some get up stronger while some lose faith, trust and never fall again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Be there for me or do not!&lt;br /&gt;Realize how important I am in your life or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I will live!! Live.. with or without the loved ones! Live and try to laugh&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/19121254-1359654704028279841?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/1359654704028279841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=1359654704028279841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/1359654704028279841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/1359654704028279841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-not-expect-much-live-and-laugh-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-748123495228165547</id><published>2007-04-06T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T07:25:47.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A conversation between (A) and (B)…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: can you believe that? They are taking everyone’s laptops away from them, not only us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: you are joking, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: no I am not!! Some British people said they have not seen their laptops in a year now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: but I thought we are the hated nation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: obviously everyone now is being observed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: these people are really not feeling secure at all now, are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: tell me about it! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: but what if the laptop is brand new, you know no programmes in it, no nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: it doesn’t matter, they’ll still confiscate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: on what bases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: on the bases, they can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: I simply won’t give it to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: then simply you will be taken into jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: they cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: yes dear, they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: but that’s not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: honey, we are talking power here not fairness! But you know some business man took it to court, they took his laptop and never returned it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: are you telling me they don’t give you a recede for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: seriously! are you living in this world!? You have to trust the authority! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: bloody thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: watch your mouth or you would go to jail for insulting an officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: they can burn in hell; I won’t give my laptop to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: now you are already in jail for obstruction of the justice. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: ******----------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-748123495228165547?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/748123495228165547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=748123495228165547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/748123495228165547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/748123495228165547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/04/conversation-between-and-b-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-4724584815999276288</id><published>2007-03-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:12:29.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To whom I adore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on her rocking chair looking at no where, when her five year old girl approaches her and asks innocently “mom, why did my grandfather hit you?!”&lt;br /&gt;Forcing a smile on her tired face “honey, your grandfather and I were just joking around, he wasn’t hitting me”&lt;br /&gt;“But mom, your eyes and cheeks are blue”&lt;br /&gt;Trying to control a tear “dear, this is a medicine mom is using and will go away soon”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok” she replied and went playing with her toys.&lt;br /&gt;Watching her little one walking away, an emptiness grew inside her..&lt;br /&gt;Touching her painless body or is it aching too much that she cannot feel it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;She remembers nothing but the humiliating scene, the kicking, the punching, the throwing.&lt;br /&gt;He almost killed her and she would die happily.&lt;br /&gt;Although something inside her did not allow it, a feeling or perhaps a voice screamed “defend yourself, damn it, hit back”&lt;br /&gt;And so she did, she hit so hard that his enormous body stopped!!&lt;br /&gt;Her body took over and her mind was watching, she hit once, twice, three times and he freeze!! She could not stop and he could not move!!&lt;br /&gt;Back to her memory, all the blames from everyone who heard or saw!&lt;br /&gt;Your father, how dare you!! What kind of a girl hits her own dad!!&lt;br /&gt;She replied with silence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO YOU MY DEAR, TO YOU MY BRAVE&lt;br /&gt;TO YOU… I GIVE MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;HANG IN THERE..&lt;br /&gt;YOU DID THE RIGHT THING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-4724584815999276288?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/4724584815999276288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=4724584815999276288' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4724584815999276288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/4724584815999276288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-whom-i-adore.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-116767050746819177</id><published>2007-01-01T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T08:55:07.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hands on experience of dealing with the most sensitive cases I believe exist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired minds!! Bored faces!! Heavy bodies, being dragged everyday to work emotionless, feeling less..&lt;br /&gt;Not one day passes without someone being absent or late!&lt;br /&gt; Not one day passes without seeing tow or three of these people doing their job with&lt;br /&gt;the most careless manners that could ever exist!!&lt;br /&gt;Being in many different felids before; I had these expectations that this particular one should have (Cream da la Cream!!) out of all!!&lt;br /&gt;The best educators, the best methods, the best techniques, the best of the best in all aspects..&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it turns out not to be different than teaching a regular subject, even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here is my story!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a whole month, My very first knowledge about children with special needs.. My very first work experience..&lt;br /&gt;The very first morning I walked in filled with high hopes, thinking I would be dealing with the best human beings that devoted their efforts, lives to make it easier for these kids to manage what we call (as close as possible to normal life!!)&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes!!! Surprise surprise!! Out of 6 teachers ONLY two were willing to give!!&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of times in each class try to absorb as many information as I can, sadly I got none but the two who were actually working!!&lt;br /&gt;The questions I asked were answered with (do not worry about it, these kids are hopeless and they shouldn't be trained) or something like (what a waist of time dealing with these children because it does not matter how hard you work, you just get no results) and more of the same meaningless rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole month, 80 hours of working with these people- so called teachers!! I found out that it is not about what you are doing; it is about who is doing it!! It does not matter what you are involved in as long as you are honest and serious about it!!&lt;br /&gt;The minute you put your heart into something, you'll reach your best achievement…&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-116767050746819177?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/116767050746819177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=116767050746819177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116767050746819177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116767050746819177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2007/01/hands-on-experience-of-dealing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-116404922252538279</id><published>2006-11-20T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:00:29.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;بين إشارات المرور و نقاط التفتيش تسابق السيارة الريح لتصل المطار في الموعد المحدد.. تركض نحو موظف الخطوط.. السلام عليكم!! تقولها بآلية! تضع التذكرة وبطاقة الهوية وتنتظر!!&lt;br /&gt;تأخذ بطاقة صعود الطائرة وتسير الهوينى نحو بوابة الخروج وكأن بطئها سيغير من الواقع شيئاً..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تدخل باحثة عن مقعدها غير منتظرة المساعدة من ملاح الطائرة.. تجلس جامدة الملامح وللأسف المشاعر!!&lt;br /&gt;تنظر حولها بلا اكتراث!! تستمع لإرشادات السلامة دون أن تفقه حرفاً واحداً مما يقال وبعين خاوية تحدق في الشاشة أمامها!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وتبدأ الطائرة بالتحرك.. وكمن لدغته أفعى استيقظت من سباتها وكأنها للتو تنبهت أين هي!! من هي!!&lt;br /&gt;وبسرعة رفعت حاجز النافذة بقربها وبنظرة جلها لهفة أخذت عيناها تلتهم أنوار المدينة المغادرة.. وبدون استئذان فارقتهما دمعة!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أشوق إلى عمر مضى؟! ألهفة على حبيب غائب؟! أخوف من مستقبل غامض؟! أم هو مزيج من كل شئ استطاعت أم لم تستطع تفسيره!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وداعاً مدينتي.. وداعاً طفولتي...&lt;br /&gt;وداعاً أذهب راغمة عني.. وداعاً يقولها وجعي...&lt;br /&gt;وداعاً تنطق بها عيني ولا يقوى عليها لساني...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بل إلى لقاء قريب يصرخ وجداني!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/19121254-116404922252538279?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/116404922252538279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=116404922252538279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116404922252538279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116404922252538279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-116326715804276795</id><published>2006-11-11T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:45:58.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS (1)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Looking out of the window staring at the endless green lands thinking of him! How is he like?! What are his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be different if we have met in person? How long would it take to feel someone.. to wait for their phone call.. their voice.. their laugh.. words!&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take to addict a person.. breath through them.. enjoy life through them.. smile through them..&lt;br /&gt;Do we imagine being involved coz we need it or is it a fact that it does not take more than a (Hi) to realize.. this is someone I want to be with.. and why do we neglect our desires and feelings..&lt;br /&gt;How hard is it to simply admit and live by them..&lt;br /&gt;Is life too complicated for us to live?!&lt;br /&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/19121254-116326715804276795?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/116326715804276795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=116326715804276795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116326715804276795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/116326715804276795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-thoughts-1-looking-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115956635023428580</id><published>2006-09-29T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T14:45:50.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;OUR EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTIONS!! WHAT A SHAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Had higher expectations! Thought being associated with such a University would add a lot to my knowledge, career and even way of life!&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the first week puts me into a shock!! The second one makes me completely speechless!!&lt;br /&gt;I was told!! People said to me over and over again, but a person who expected the best could never believe how regrettable the reality was!!&lt;br /&gt;And here I am!! After taking the exam twice!! Failed the first, passed the second for only God knows what reasons!! Decided to drop the semester!!&lt;br /&gt;Funny, eh?!&lt;br /&gt;I let go of a five years programme which lost its accreditation last year!!&lt;br /&gt;I could do medicine in FIVE FREAKING YEARS!! Not a master’s programme that takes one year in The UK and two in The US!!&lt;br /&gt;A question to be asked!  WHY DO STUDNTS PREFER DOING THEIR DEGREES ABROAD!?!&lt;br /&gt;If it happens that you have an answer pleas let me KNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-115956635023428580?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/115956635023428580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=115956635023428580' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115956635023428580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115956635023428580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-educational-institutions-what.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115404305948343373</id><published>2006-07-27T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:40:19.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;على أنغام الأطلال.. عاودتني مشاهد ماضية لم أستطع لها رداً..&lt;br /&gt;وكما يصدح في أذني صوت (الست).. وحنيني لك يكوي أضلعي....&lt;br /&gt;يصدح في أذني صوت لم يفارقني صداه!!&lt;br /&gt;بين ابتسامة ساخرة وجدت طريقها الى شفتي وتساؤل حائر!! و صوت الست.. أعطني حريتي أطلق يدي.. انني أعطيت ما أستبقيت شيئا...&lt;br /&gt;كيف سمحت نفسي لنفسي بأن تحن وتصبوا لصوت....&lt;br /&gt;كيف أستطاع منطقي التراجع أمام اللا معقول...&lt;br /&gt;ويستمر صوت الست يشدو.. أنا حب وقلب هائم وفراش حائر منك دنا.. ومن الشوق رسول بيننا...&lt;br /&gt;ويستمر عقلي يصارع رغبة ملحة تريد السيطرة على أناملي...&lt;br /&gt;وما أستمع اليه يهزني من الداخل..&lt;br /&gt;كم بنينا من خيال حولنا..&lt;br /&gt;هل كان حلماً.. هل فعلاً تقابلنا.. هل تحول الصوت الى حقيقة..&lt;br /&gt;وأفقنا ليتنا لا نفيق..&lt;br /&gt;واذا الدنيا كما نعرفها..&lt;br /&gt;ولماذا أسمح لرغبة.. لثورة.. لغضب.. أن يتملكني &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ولماذا أحمل الأمور أكبر من ما تستحق.. ومن أكون حتى أطالب بالمزيد..&lt;br /&gt;ويرد عليٌ الصوت يشدو..فتعلم كيف تنسى وتعلم كيف تمحو..&lt;br /&gt;وتهزني كلمات الأطلال من الأعماق.. ولا يهم عدد المرات.. فكل مرة كأول مرة..&lt;br /&gt;فكيف أنسى؟؟ وكيف أمحو؟؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-115404305948343373?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/115404305948343373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=115404305948343373' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115404305948343373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115404305948343373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115361861744604811</id><published>2006-07-22T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:37:00.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I do not usually quote or copy things to my blog but I found my hand moving at their own will copying every single word.&lt;br /&gt;Reading, writing, feeling, moving…&lt;br /&gt;Me.. weeping!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أعيرونا مدافعَكُمْ ليومٍ... لا مدامعَكُمْ&lt;br /&gt;أعيرونا وظلُّوا في مواقعكُمْ&lt;br /&gt;بني الإسلام! ما زالت مواجعَنا مواجعُكُمْ&lt;br /&gt;مصارعَنا مصارعُكُمْ&lt;br /&gt;إذا ما أغرق الطوفان شارعنا&lt;br /&gt;سيغرق منه شارعُكُمْ&lt;br /&gt;يشق صراخنا الآفاق من وجعٍ&lt;br /&gt;فأين تُرى مسامعُكُمْ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ألسنا إخوةً في الدين قد كنا .. وما زلنا&lt;br /&gt;فهل هُنتم ، وهل هُنّا&lt;br /&gt;أنصرخ نحن من ألمٍ ويصرخ بعضكم: دعنا؟&lt;br /&gt;أيُعجبكم إذا ضعنا؟&lt;br /&gt;أيُسعدكم إذا جُعنا؟&lt;br /&gt;وما معنى بأن «قلوبكم معنا»؟&lt;br /&gt;أعيرونا ولو شبراً نمر عليه للأقصى&lt;br /&gt;أتنتظرون أن يُمحى وجود المسجد الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;وأن نُمحى&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أعيرونا وخلوا الشجب واستحيوا&lt;br /&gt;سئمنا الشجب و  الردحا &lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أخي في الله أخبرني متى تغضبْ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إذا انتهكت محارمنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إذا نُسفت معالمنا ولم تغضبْ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إذا قُتلت شهامتنا إذا ديست كرامتنا&lt;br /&gt;إذا قامت قيامتنا ولم تغضبْ&lt;br /&gt;فأخبرني متى تغضبْ؟&lt;br /&gt;إذا نُهبت مواردنا إذا نكبت معاهدنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إذا هُدمت مساجدنا وظل المسجد الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وظلت قدسنا تُغصبْ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ولم تغضبْ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فأخبرني متى تغضبْ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;عدوي أو عدوك يهتك الأعراض&lt;br /&gt;يعبث في دمي لعبًا&lt;br /&gt;وأنت تراقب الملعبْ&lt;br /&gt;إذا لله، للحرمات، للإسلام لم تغضبْ&lt;br /&gt;فأخبرني متى تغضب ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;رأيت هناك أهوالاً&lt;br /&gt;رأيت الدم شلالاً&lt;br /&gt;عجائز شيَّعت للموت أطفالاً&lt;br /&gt;رأيت القهر ألوانًا وأشكالاً&lt;br /&gt;ولم تغضب&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;ألم تنظر إلى الأحجار في كفي تنتفضُ&lt;br /&gt;ألم تنظر إلى الأركان في الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;بفأس القهر تنتقضُ&lt;br /&gt;ألست تتابع الأخبار ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;أحيٌّ أنت !! أم يشتد في أعماقك المرضُ&lt;br /&gt;أتخشى أن يُقال يشجع الإرهاب&lt;br /&gt;أو يشكو ويعترضُ&lt;br /&gt;ومن تخشى ؟&lt;br /&gt;هو الله الذي يُخشى&lt;br /&gt;هو الله الذي يُحيي&lt;br /&gt;هو الله الذي يحمي&lt;br /&gt;وما ترمي إذا ترمي&lt;br /&gt;هو الله الذي يرمي&lt;br /&gt;وأهل الأرض كل الأرض لا واللهِ&lt;br /&gt;ما ضروا ولا نفعوا، ولا رفعوا ولا خفضوا&lt;br /&gt;فما لاقيته في الله لا تحفل&lt;br /&gt;إذا سخطوا له ورضوا&lt;br /&gt;ألم تنظر إلى الأطفال في الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;عمالقة قد انتفضوا ؟&lt;br /&gt;تقول أرى على مضض&lt;br /&gt;وماذا ينفع المضض ؟&lt;br /&gt;أتنهض طفلة العامين غاضبة&lt;br /&gt;وصناع القرار اليوم&lt;br /&gt;لا غضبوا ولا نهضوا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ألم يهززك منظر طفلة ملأت&lt;br /&gt;مواضع جسمها الحفر&lt;br /&gt;ولا أبكاك ذاك الطفل في هلع&lt;br /&gt;بظهر أبيه يستتر&lt;br /&gt;فما رحموا استغاثته&lt;br /&gt;ولا اكترثوا ولا شعروا&lt;br /&gt;فخرَّ لوجهه ميتًا&lt;br /&gt;وخر أبوه يحتضر&lt;br /&gt;متى يستل هذا الجبن من جنبيك والخورُ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;متى التوحيد في جنبيك ينتصرُ ؟؟&lt;br /&gt;متى بركانك الغضبي للإسلام ينفجرُ&lt;br /&gt;فلا يبقى ولا يذرُ&lt;br /&gt;·&lt;br /&gt;·  --------&lt;br /&gt;أخي في الله قد فتكت بنا عللٌ&lt;br /&gt;ولكن صرخة التكبير تشفي هذه العللا&lt;br /&gt;فأصغ لها تجلجل في نواحي الأرض&lt;br /&gt;ما تركت بها سهلاً ولا جبلاً&lt;br /&gt;تجوز حدودنا عجْلى&lt;br /&gt;وتعبر عنوة دولا&lt;br /&gt;تقض مضاجع الغافلين&lt;br /&gt;تحرق أعين الجهلا&lt;br /&gt;فلا نامت عيون الجبنِ&lt;br /&gt;والدخلاء والعُملا&lt;br /&gt;·  ****&lt;br /&gt;وقالوا الموت يخطفكم وما عرفوا&lt;br /&gt;بأن الموت أمنية بها مولودنا احتفلا&lt;br /&gt;وأن الموت في شرفٍ نطير له إذا نزلا&lt;br /&gt;ونتبعه دموع الشوق إنْ رحلا&lt;br /&gt;فقل للخائف الرعديد :&lt;br /&gt;إن الجبنَ لن يمدد له أجلا&lt;br /&gt;وذرنا نحن أهل الموت ما عرفت&lt;br /&gt;لنا الأيام من أخطاره وجلا&lt;br /&gt;" هلا " بالموت للإسلام فيالأقصى&lt;br /&gt;وألف هلا&lt;br /&gt;" هلا " بالموت للإسلام في الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;وألف هلا&lt;br /&gt;"هلا " بالموت للإسلام في الأقصى&lt;br /&gt;وألف هلا&lt;br /&gt;وأنت تراقب الملعبْ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/19121254-115361861744604811?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/115361861744604811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=115361861744604811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115361861744604811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115361861744604811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-do-not-usually-quote-or-copy-things.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115184408065905142</id><published>2006-07-02T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:41:20.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tired body..confused mind..beer smell.. dirty city.. wild crowed.. loud voices..major headache!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I want is a warm blanket, herbal tea, my feather pillow and a voice!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-115184408065905142?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115087997146291843</id><published>2006-06-21T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:52:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Away I will be!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-115087997146291843?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/115087997146291843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=115087997146291843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115087997146291843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/115087997146291843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/06/away-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-115023537622963205</id><published>2006-06-13T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:56:09.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was taged by (Hurt 2 the Bone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;افتح أقرب كتاب إليك، على الصّفحة 18، السّطر 4 مكتوب&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;و ظل في اختلاط فكره وحيرة رأيه ما ظلت الرقصة في اختلاطها&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;من كتاب مدرسة المغفلين لتوفيق الحكيم&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;باستثناء صوت الكومبيوتر، أيّ صوتٍ تسمع؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like we never loved at all.mp3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Hill &amp; Tim Mcgraw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;متى خرجت من المنزل للمرّة الأخيرة؟&lt;br /&gt;ماذا كنت تفعل؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;يوم الأحد.. ذهبت لاحضار هدية تخرج قريبتي وذهبت إليها&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;أ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;يّ موقعٍ كنت تتصفّح؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlineamsterdamguide.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.onlineamsterdamguide.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;متى آخر مرّة ضحكت؟ضحكت من الأعماق؟؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ضحكت كثيراً وكم أفتقد الضحك من الأعماق&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ماذا فوق جدران الغرفة حيث تجلس؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;سجادة جدارية لجملين في الصحراء&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;هل لاحظت شيئاً غريباً مؤخّراً؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وهل هناك شئ طبيعي مؤخراً؟؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ما رأيك في هذا الاختبار؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ما هو المقصود بهذا الاختبار؟؟ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am answering because i was taged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ما آخر فيلم شاهدته؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ذا أصبحت فاحش الثّراء، فماذا تشتري؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وماذا لن أشتري &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;أخبرني شيئاً أجهله عنك&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وماذا تعرف عني؟؟ أنا مجرد نقطة تبحث عن مكانها بين سطور الحياة&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;إذا كان بإمكانك تغيير شيء واحد في العالم، بغض النّظر عن المعاصي والسياسة، فماذا تختار؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;الحكم على الناس ظلماً&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;جورج بوش؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;كثير من السلطة.. قليل من العقل&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;لو كان وليدك الأوّل فتاةً، فماذا تسمّيها؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;لم أفكر&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;لو كان وليدك الأوّل صبيّاً، فماذا تسمّينه؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;يوسف&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;تفكّر يوماً في العيش بالخارج؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بالتأكيد&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ماذا تتصوّر أن يقول لك الله عندما تقف بين يديه؟&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;لا أقدر أن أتصور.. ولو تصورت لكنت أصلي وأسبح بدلاً من وجودي هنا&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ولكني أرجو رحمته وأخشى عذابه&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/19121254-115023537622963205?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114993041890798189</id><published>2006-06-10T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:12:36.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Gossip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;وكانت من الليالي التي صرف عليها الكثير كما هو متعارف عليه في مجتمع اهتمت فيه الطبقة المخملية بالمظاهر و نست أو تناست ما تخفيه القلوب والعقول .. وكانت كل امرأة تتباهى بما ترتديه من (اف سان لوران) (كفالي) (ديور) الى آخر القائمة من ماركات عالمية يكلف الثوب الواحد منها ما يطعم عائلة لمدة شهر كامل..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اجتمعن معاً عند طاولة واحدة وأخذن يتهامسن عليها..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;نورا: يا إلهي هل رأيتن ثوب أقبح مما ترتديه...&lt;br /&gt;عبير: هممم إنه ليس بهذا السوء ولكن هل ازداد وزنها يا ترى..&lt;br /&gt;مها: لا الثوب ولا الوزن مهم.. أنا عندي لكن أخبار..&lt;br /&gt;يتاضحكن سائلات: أخبار ساخنة؟ &lt;br /&gt;مها: بل وطازجة.. هل تعرفون أن زوجها على علاقة بامرأة أخرى..&lt;br /&gt;يصرخن بصوت واحد: تمزحين&lt;br /&gt;مها: شششش.. أخفضن أصواتكن.. طبعا لا أمزح والصاعقة أن المرأة الأخرى موجودة هنا الليلة..&lt;br /&gt;يصرخن مرة أخرى: ماذا؟؟&lt;br /&gt;مها: شششش.. هل تريدون افتضاح أمرنا؟؟&lt;br /&gt;عبير ونورا بلهفة: من هي؟؟ أخبرينا الآن؟؟&lt;br /&gt;مها: لا أقدر.. من أخبرني جعلني أقسم أن لا أبوح بما أعرف..&lt;br /&gt;عبير: مها.. كفى سخافة.. هيا أخبرينا..&lt;br /&gt;مها: لا&lt;br /&gt;نورا( متبرمة): كفى اعطائنا أخبار ناقصة.. مها هذا ليس عدلا&lt;br /&gt;مها (تبتسم) بخبث: ماذا أتوقع في المقابل؟؟&lt;br /&gt;نورا: ما تريدين.. هيا الإثارة تقتلنا..&lt;br /&gt;مها: هل ترون المرأة التي ترتدي الثوب الأسود هناك؟؟&lt;br /&gt;عبير: الشقراء؟؟&lt;br /&gt;مها -- مبتسمة بانتصار &lt;br /&gt;عبير: غير معقول!! ولكني أعرف هذه المرأة.. انها متزوجة ولها 3 أطفال..&lt;br /&gt;مها: وماذا في هذا؟؟ الزوج شئ و(البوي فرند) شئ آخر..&lt;br /&gt;نورا: ولكن الحق يقال.. هي أجمل من زوجته بكثير..&lt;br /&gt;عبير: ولكن هذا لا يعطيه حق الخيانة..&lt;br /&gt;مها: عبير.. ما بالك اليوم؟؟ يجب أن تكوني متفتحة أكثر من هذا!! ما المشكلة في وجود صديقة في حياة الرجل؟&lt;br /&gt;نورا: عبير.. صدقاً.. في أي عصر تعيشين؟؟&lt;br /&gt;عبير: هل فقدتن ما تبقى من عقلكن..مها كيف ستشعرين لو أن هناك امرأة أخرى في حياة من ستتزوجين؟ &lt;br /&gt;مها: عادي.. أنا أيضاً سيكون لي صديق &lt;br /&gt;نورا (ضاحكة): التغيير مهم وضروري.. تخيلي وجود رجل واحد فقط في حياتك.. كم سيكون هذا مملاً &lt;br /&gt;عبير (تسير مبتعدة عن الطاولة): يكفي هراء.. أنا ذاهبة..&lt;br /&gt;نورا: ماذا أصابها؟؟ هل جنت؟؟&lt;br /&gt;مها: ماذا كنت تتوقعين؟؟ مع ما تشاهد من قنوات مملة وتستمع إليه من أشرطة هذا الداعية الجديد..&lt;br /&gt;نورا: معك حق.. وكثرة جلوسها مع ريم.. حقاً لقد فقدت عقلها &lt;br /&gt;مها: على فكرة.. ما رأيك فيما ترتديه؟؟&lt;br /&gt;نورا: هل أنت جادة.. انني لا أعرف من أين اشترت هذه الخرقة البالية &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;مها: والحذاء.. كم هو شنيع&lt;br /&gt;نورا: بالتأكيد &lt;br /&gt;مها: وهذا........... وذاك............ وهل تعرفين............. لن تصدقي..............&lt;br /&gt;نورا: نعم......... أعرف............... لقد رأيتها......................... هو &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;أيضاً.................من............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/19121254-114993041890798189?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114993041890798189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114993041890798189' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114993041890798189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114993041890798189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/06/gossip.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114918429793497872</id><published>2006-06-01T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:51:37.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fairness of life!!&lt;br /&gt;A little sentence.. some of us believe and some cannot even read!! Thinking about all the crises we have been through..&lt;br /&gt;Unachieved dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Lost of the beloved ones..&lt;br /&gt;When you think that everything is working out just fine and then you loose everything in the last minute..&lt;br /&gt;Friends betrayal..&lt;br /&gt;Life really hits where it hurts and when we are less prepared..&lt;br /&gt;How many times did you wish for something and when you thought you are having it, it would get even harder to reach..&lt;br /&gt;Is it really life? Or we create the unfortunate events to feel sorry for ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Do we need to learn how to be satisfied with what we have and stop running for the unapproachable?&lt;br /&gt;Is life giving us a hint? How hard is it to get through our thick heads that what we want was not meant to be?!&lt;br /&gt; One line that we should all know and believe..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, happens for a reason no matter how gloomy it makes us..&lt;br /&gt;May Allah comforts us all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-114918429793497872?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114918429793497872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114918429793497872' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114918429793497872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114918429793497872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/06/fairness-of-life-little-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114898222113185553</id><published>2006-05-30T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:47:44.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;She: Good morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Good morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Good! You know I have to call the school and tell them that I won’t be able to work for them the coming semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Because I cannot, remember I’ll start my study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Yeah but don’t tell them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: What you mean? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: You should always keep your options open till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: But I did, I got my official acceptance letter from the university, I am accepted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: True but you don’t know what might happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: What might happen?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: I don’t know, anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Like?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Well I don’t know, the place could burn down for example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: WHAT!!! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!! What are the odds of this happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: I don’t know I just like keeping my options open till the end like I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: But the school needs to know to get a replacement, I have to tell them this is the least I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: In this case, ok go ahead.. tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Seriously what’s wrong with you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Why are being aggressive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (yelling): Me!! Aggressive!! Well I just woke up and someone told me that the university where I am going to start studying in, might burn down for absolutely no reason whatsoever!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: I am just saying it’s good not to close doors!! I don’t want the semester to come and you find yourself doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (upset): what doors?!! Instead of telling me that’s everything is going to be ok you come up with this weird stuff!! Again what’s wrong with you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (cold): I cannot handle this mood in the morning, ok then I am going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (yelling even more): GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him leaving, Her slapping the door behind him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-114898222113185553?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114898222113185553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114898222113185553' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114898222113185553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114898222113185553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/05/she-good-morning-he-good-morning-she.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114731016566802728</id><published>2006-05-10T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T05:39:28.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ودخلت المنزل القديم وصرير الأرض الخشبية يذكرني بأيام مضت لها في داخلي حنين..&lt;br /&gt;دمعت عيناي رغبة في احتضان جدرانك ورقص قلبي طربا من رائحة الأثاث القديم المتناثر هنا وهناك..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;كم شهدت من ضحكات ودموع.. كانت فيك خطوات الطفولة الأولى.. ومعاناة حب المراهقة وصراع نضج الشباب..&lt;br /&gt;آه أيها البيت القديم لو تقدر أن تناجي ذكرياتي.. آه لو تحادث قلبي الشاكي..&lt;br /&gt;أقترب من غرفتي القديمة أقدم رجلا وأؤخر أخرى وتعربد في ذهني ذكريات..يلفني الصمت ويسمع لبابها صوت لم يتغير منذ كانت تضمني أنا وأسراري الصغيرة.. لم يتغير فيك شئ أيتها الحبيبة.. ما زلت صديقتي المقربة.. ومازلت تستمعين إلي في صمت صابرة.. جلست على سريري القديم أحكي ما فاته من حياتي أخبره كيف أن الحب تضحية وأن الخيانة قاتلة وكيف أن القبلة الأولى خادعة...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;آه يا مخدتي الصغيرة كم أفتقد ليالي النوم الهانئه..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;مررت على أثاثك المتهالك أيها المنزل القديم ألمس هذا وأقبل ذاك وأودع زمناً مضى له في داخلي حنين&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-114731016566802728?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114731016566802728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114731016566802728' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114731016566802728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114731016566802728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114580553811843346</id><published>2006-04-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:18:58.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To a friend who is going through a lot of troubles and feeling down lately..&lt;br /&gt;Hello dear.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know that regardless what I write here and I know that no matter what comforting words I may say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This would never takes the problems away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saying nice things won’t solve the life issues, or undo whatever happened.&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps it will allow some soothing into your soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe by hearing that; I wish you happiness everyday and I remember you in my prayers; would make you a bit at ease towards whatever you are facing at the moments.&lt;br /&gt;Being close won’t change the facts or carry away reality but it might and only might take your mind of sadness and let you feel the joy of having a friend who really cars and feels.&lt;br /&gt;I know we are far and I know I cannot be with you, I cannot see it all and I cannot help you survive.&lt;br /&gt;However, I want you to know that I will always be there whenever you need a friend!!      &lt;br /&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/19121254-114580553811843346?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114580553811843346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114580553811843346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114580553811843346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114580553811843346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-friend-who-is-going-through-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114474859986503334</id><published>2006-04-11T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T02:43:19.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello all this post is a respond to another blogger who was very considerate and nice and took the trouble to wrote a whole post about ME!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightupthedarkness.org/blog/?p=23"&gt;http://www.lightupthedarkness.org/blog/?p=23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Sandy… first I would like to thank you a lot for recognizing my blog and actually consider it that touching and honest..&lt;br /&gt;Me as a Saudi woman would like to talk about our situation in a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(male dominated society)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or as said!!! Very simple I am proud to be Saudi and the problems I talked about in my blog are normal problems that could accrue in any other society not only ours.. What I wrote did not mean SOS or Mayday!! we as Saudis can take care of our own life, problems and issues.&lt;br /&gt;Work problems exist everywhere, lots of people struggle trying to find good opportunity to achieve their dreams career wise.. it is not a Saudi quality to suffer!!! And when it comes to driving and voting; these are political matters that will be solved one day although we did take a step forward when women did vote for the (the chamber of commerce) and in fact were elected..&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to gathering this was taking completely out of context because NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO GATHER without a permission; male or female!!&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes the major decision in life.. marriage and education.. I am terribly sorry if I gave that impression but only US as women control out own life. No one will force a woman to marry someone she is not interested in and moreover, she cannot be forced to live with a person she dose not want to stay with anymore!! Her life is her own matter. Weather she wants to finish her education or not it’s completely up to her!! And she doesn’t have to simply because the man is obligated to take care of her from A to Z. she does not have to work to support herself unless in some case but I am giving you the general here and tell me please where is the perfect society?! We all have our cases and matters and again it is up to us to solve them!! What happened to me in that interview was unacceptable not because we live in Saudi Arabia but because it is unacceptable period!! Discrimination and racism do exist everywhere in your society and ours!!&lt;br /&gt;A woman is my country is very well respected. Go to a travel agent and you go first, a bank or any other office and you will be served first. I went the High Minister of Education and we waited in a room and the employee himself came to us, took our papers helped us with all he could and even offered us BREAKFAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sandy Saudi women are strong, very well educated and they do make a difference in their society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And again thanks a lot for your concern &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DoDi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-114474859986503334?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114474859986503334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114474859986503334' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114474859986503334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114474859986503334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-all-this-post-is-respond-to_11.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114474857322111554</id><published>2006-04-11T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T02:42:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello all this post is a respond to another blogger who was very considerate and nice and took the trouble to wrote a whole post about ME!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Sandy… first I would like to thank you a lot for recognizing my blog and actually consider it that touching and honest..&lt;br /&gt;Me as a Saudi woman would like to talk about our situation in a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(male dominated society)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or as said!!! Very simple I am proud to be Saudi and the problems I talked about in my blog are normal problems that could accrue in any other society not only ours.. What I wrote did not mean SOS or Mayday!! we as Saudis can take care of our own life, problems and issues.&lt;br /&gt;Work problems exist everywhere, lots of people struggle trying to find good opportunity to achieve their dreams career wise.. it is not a Saudi quality to suffer!!! And when it comes to driving and voting; these are political matters that will be solved one day although we did take a step forward when women did vote for the (the chamber of commerce) and in fact were elected..&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to gathering this was taking completely out of context because NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO GATHER without a permission; male or female!!&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes the major decision in life.. marriage and education.. I am terribly sorry if I gave that impression but only US as women control out own life. No one will force a woman to marry someone she is not interested in and moreover, she cannot be forced to live with a person she dose not want to stay with anymore!! Her life is her own matter. Weather she wants to finish her education or not it’s completely up to her!! And she doesn’t have to simply because the man is obligated to take care of her from A to Z. she does not have to work to support herself unless in some case but I am giving you the general here and tell me please where is the perfect society?! We all have our cases and matters and again it is up to us to solve them!! What happened to me in that interview was unacceptable not because we live in Saudi Arabia but because it is unacceptable period!! Discrimination and racism do exist everywhere in your society and ours!!&lt;br /&gt;A woman is my country is very well respected. Go to a travel agent and you go first, a bank or any other office and you will be served first. I went the High Minister of Education and we waited in a room and the employee himself came to us, took our papers helped us with all he could and even offered us BREAKFAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sandy Saudi women are strong, very well educated and they do make a difference in their society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And again thanks a lot for your concern &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DoDi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-114474857322111554?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114474857322111554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114474857322111554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114474857322111554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114474857322111554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-all-this-post-is-respond-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114363489496007523</id><published>2006-03-29T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T04:21:35.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt; I was told about this big company where they need Saudi girls. I was thrilled that finally I might be getting a decent job.&lt;br /&gt;I sent my CV and was contacted 3 days later and I was like (wow what a fast place, I think it’s your lucky day DoDi) I went to this tower and got in the left that took me to the 66th floor. I tell you people it was amazing.. Rock and Roll baby@@ Money talks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went to the receptionist, gave the guy my name and waited for my interview. SO FAR SO GOOD “I was telling myself” AND I WAS NAIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;in time for my meeting this girl asked me to follow her, took me into a room and asked me to take off my 3abayia and scarf………….. I was like………………….&lt;br /&gt;I said sorry, she asked if I am mo7ajabah and I replied with a big stupid smile on my face YES!! She said (Sorry but as you can see that this is our work environment!!, so do you want to go through with the interview or not?!!!!!!) Well people I was SPEECHLESS.. Without any further details just because they are useless at this point.. I stayed only 10 minutes.. left the Damn place and for the first time in my life I felt humiliated in a way that I never experienced before L&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I am rejected because of my religion and for the first time I felt exactly what do woman in France and Turkey and other places go through just because they are MUSLIMES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-114363489496007523?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114363489496007523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114363489496007523' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114363489496007523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114363489496007523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-told-about-this-big-company.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114326981006882576</id><published>2006-03-24T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:56:50.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have you ever tried waiting? I hate it when I have to wait, wait and wait..&lt;br /&gt;When you are waiting for something important don’t you feel that time has transformed into a turtle moving one little step at a time!? And you are sitting there nervous, wondering if it’s going to work out or you will have to go through the whole process all over again..  Sometimes if not most of the times I wish I can control TIME, forward or backward depending on the situation.. I believe this is where the idea of the time machine came from the humans’ desire of control especially TIME!! And it isn’t only about waiting but also about going back and changing what had happened, say different words, bonding with other people. All sort of things that we are unwilling to change simply because we are unable to control the little clock that is ticking over our heads. So I guess good luck WAITING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-114326981006882576?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114326981006882576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114326981006882576' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114326981006882576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114326981006882576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/03/have-you-ever-tried-waiting-i-hate-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114280512218070989</id><published>2006-03-19T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T13:52:02.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dark faces in the memory asking about the worst that happened in life!! Wondering if different reactions would’ve fixed it all or if it’s just the way it is regardless trying, hoping and crying. Lonely thoughts in the middle of no where, no times hunting me pushing me to live in the past!!&lt;br /&gt;The more I fight to move on the more they attack me, forcing me to move backwards!!&lt;br /&gt;I know people who gave up and I know some who are still trying while some other actually won!!&lt;br /&gt;And one day I could gather few memories that brought back happiness, pleasure and made me think that perhaps life is still livable!! Or maybe NOT!!&lt;br /&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/19121254-114280512218070989?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114280512218070989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114280512218070989' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114280512218070989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114280512218070989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/03/dark-faces-in-memory-asking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-114069303791067398</id><published>2006-02-23T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T03:10:37.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Egypt. I believe most of you knew I was going to write about that since it was my first time there..&lt;br /&gt;Well with all respect to Egyptian people whom some of them are actually close friends of mine.. Egypt SUCKS..&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys love your country and who does not!!! And perhaps there is a part of Cairo that I haven’t realized since I was nothing but a poor tourist who had no idea what was going on around her!!!&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT DETALIS!!&lt;br /&gt;We were fooled!!&lt;br /&gt; Laughed at!!&lt;br /&gt; We spent a lot of money that we weren’t suppose to!! And moreover, it was not a clean city!! Extremely crowded!!&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t understand people who spend more than 7 days there!! We were sleeping at 10 and waking up at 8!!! We visited the pyramids, the museums, the Nile of course and some of the malls they have!!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's about it I don’t think I can afford writing about this topic again although some of people said we mad an enormous mistake by sleeping early and we should've gone out only after 10 p.m. and sleep through the day!! Which makes no sense to me,, traveling means going out during the day, seeing the country, not spend all day long at the hotel and going out at night!!&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie that’s all for now.. I hope u guys have a better luck with Cairo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-114069303791067398?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/114069303791067398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=114069303791067398' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114069303791067398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/114069303791067398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/02/egypt.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113875272609975316</id><published>2006-01-31T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:12:06.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hey you all…&lt;br /&gt;Today is my last day in Riyadh- NO, not for good unfortunately- I will be back :(&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Egypt YES…. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;مصر أم الدنيا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, it is my first time there so I have no idea how is it going to be.. fun I hope, but anything rather than Riyadh is fun, isn’t it? With an apology to Riyadh’s lovers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say but I am very excited,, I haven’t left the country in so long and this is a FIRST!!!! I went to Bahrain if you want to call this leaving the country!! I wouldn’t!!&lt;br /&gt;Those who are staying in Riyadh and want to get out, please don’t be jealous, your day will come!!&lt;br /&gt;See you all later!! And take care!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-113875272609975316?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113875272609975316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113875272609975316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113875272609975316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113875272609975316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-you-all-today-is-my-last-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113849453747771072</id><published>2006-01-28T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:28:57.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To Sushi lovers..&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT GO TO (ZeeNodels) it sucks..&lt;br /&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/19121254-113849453747771072?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113849453747771072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113849453747771072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113849453747771072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113849453747771072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/to-sushi-lovers.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113836488582254920</id><published>2006-01-27T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T04:28:05.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; البارحة كنت مع مجموعة من الفتيات الآتي أخذن يتحدثن عن رجاء الصانع وكيف أنها قد شوهت سمعة فتيات الرياض.. وفي الحقيقة لقد شعرت بالملل من هذا الموضوع الذي أصبح يعاد مراراً وتكراراً!!!&lt;br /&gt;يا الهي.. هل انتهت مواضيع الدنيا فلم نجد غير هذه الفتاة التي تآكلتها الألسن فقط لأنها تحدثت بحرية عما يخشى  الكثيرين التحدث عنه لا بل والتلميح إليه!!!&lt;br /&gt;وفجأة سطعت الحقيقة في ذهني كومضة نور.. إنها الغيرة!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;رجاء أثارت الغيرة عند بنات جنسها.. مع الاعتذار لحواء !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ونستطيع أن نرى ذلك في الفرق بين الانتقاد الهادف والانتقاد الذي يكون الغرض منه وسم الكاتبة بصفات وألفاظ يعجز اللسان عن ذكرها!!&lt;br /&gt;وما يجعل كل هذا مسلياٌ أن الكثير ممن ألقى على كاهل رجاء التهم في الحقيقة لم يقرأ الرواية!!!!&lt;br /&gt;أعانك الله يا رجاء و أعاننا علينا!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-113836488582254920?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113836488582254920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113836488582254920' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113836488582254920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113836488582254920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113797761500273636</id><published>2006-01-22T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:53:35.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Do not be the leader for this one!!! Do not get together then it will be called GATHERING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, check this out!!! We are a bunch of girls who are trying to do some charitable work, I believe you know what this means!!&lt;br /&gt; As we all know a lot of inherited diseases like blood pressure, diabetes and cholesterol are spreading in our society due to bad eating habits or other factors like heredity!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we thought of talking to some Doctors ask them to give some educational lectures to enlighten people!!&lt;br /&gt;And GUESS WHAT!!!! Do not be the leader of such a thing!!!!! It will be called GATHERING!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless and shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;Well guys I do not really have anything more to say so I guess I will leave the rest to you!!&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/19121254-113797761500273636?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113797761500273636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113797761500273636' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113797761500273636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113797761500273636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-not-be-leader-for-this-one-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113763323605204289</id><published>2006-01-18T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T17:13:56.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;And here I am thinking we are moving forward!!!!!   Well, shoot me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was at the train station the other day- YES- we have a train can you believe it!!! But that’s not it…&lt;br /&gt;Two women- excuse me, I meant two ladies- were in front of me at the ticket window..&lt;br /&gt;The first one- oooops sorry again, I meant the first lady- covered her picture’s ID with a piece of a tape!!! I was like Oooook, keep an open mind girl she just covers her face that’s all, but this is a government ID, an official one!!! Still girl she just covers I mean cannot you respect the other side of the world?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was calming myself down, entertaining myself by watching people’s shoes and tried to guess their personality from the shape of their shoes like I usually do!!! Well, I used to play this game with people’s faces but then they noticed that I am staring at them@@&lt;br /&gt;So, while reaching the calming stage, the second LADY hit me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHE took out a note book from her handbag WROTE the names of the travelers and gave it to the GUY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;….. NO COMMENT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-113763323605204289?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113763323605204289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113763323605204289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113763323605204289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113763323605204289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-here-i-am-thinking-we-are-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113753905068640356</id><published>2006-01-17T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:04:10.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;رجاء الصانع... اسم ظهر فجأة في سماء المملكة وشغل الأذهان والعقول بين مؤيد ومعارض..&lt;br /&gt;رجاء هي فتاة كأي فتاة سعودية لها حق التعبير عن الرأي وحق الاستقلالية وحق الاختيار.. الفرق بينها وبين الأخريات يكمن في العائلة المتقبلة لهذه الحقوق البديهية وقوة شخصية رجاء التي سمحت لها باستغلال فرصة الظروف المحيطة بها والمؤيدة لموهبتها والمشجعة لها للتقدم والاستمرار..&lt;br /&gt;كم منا يتمنى الانطلاق وكم منا يتمنى الحرية؟؟!!&lt;br /&gt;وكم منا يرغب في البقاء كما هو دون تقدم للأمام حتى يبقى مخفيا عن الأنظار يمارس هواياته التي وان لم يحرمها الشرع حرمتها العادات والتقاليد.. كم منا رغم كرهه لهذه العادات ينقاد لها بل ويحث عليها ساهيا أو متعمدا...&lt;br /&gt;من منا يريد أن يكون رجاء ومن منا يريد أن يكون رهينة القمع والاستبداد  &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/19121254-113753905068640356?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113753905068640356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113753905068640356' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113753905068640356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113753905068640356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113710941279114197</id><published>2006-01-12T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T15:47:18.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;With Rolling Stone’s song- I love it when we Do- in the back ground am writing this. .. in fact something was said by my friend that made me wonder earlier today..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am a cartoon freak or at least I love japans’ cartoon so she called me crazy!!!! Is not it weird.. that when you act differently people think of you as crazy. Although this friend of mine was joking she made me think of other people who actually critic you the minute you show your differences…&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I love cartoons,, I watch them I download them and now I am searching the entire net for Naruto’s episodes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Show your real interest, be frank, act the real you and you will never like the people’s reactions.&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try and let me know.. and lets count how many around us accept the real YOU!!!&lt;br /&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/19121254-113710941279114197?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113710941279114197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113710941279114197' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113710941279114197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113710941279114197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/with-rolling-stones-song-i-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113700441821281450</id><published>2006-01-11T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T10:33:38.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Eid to you all....&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/19121254-113700441821281450?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113700441821281450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113700441821281450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113700441821281450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113700441821281450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-eid-to-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113607416912496018</id><published>2005-12-31T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T16:09:29.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;I was wondering in Riyadh’s Streets around half past 11 expecting to see something that implies the NEW YEAR. Anything that tells me: hey look at this gathering .. or look at that crowed :(&lt;br /&gt;And here it comes. Applebee’s opened!!! Finally after waiting that long!!!&lt;br /&gt;Very confident walking towards it wanting to have NEW YEAR dinner and guess what!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MEN ONLY!!!!!! For two freaking weeks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I walked back to the car speechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here I am eating baby carrots and writing in my blog, pretty exciting eh!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!!&lt;br /&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/19121254-113607416912496018?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113607416912496018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113607416912496018' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113607416912496018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113607416912496018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-was-wondering-in-riyadhs-streets.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113555482545304586</id><published>2005-12-25T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:16:28.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Episode one: how easier it is to be a MALE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Jobs.. Jobs.. Jobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;It does not matter weather you serve the net, read newspapers, make phone calls. It is so freaking hard to find a decent job that it suitable for you time and money wise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;It seems that whatever out there is either too cheap or too tiring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;work for 5 hours a day and you get scratch and with it having to pay for the driver who of course going to be more expensive when you get him with his car, which most of the people who do not have privet drivers do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;(a hint!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;work for 10 hours to make real money and the hell with your house, your kids if you are a mother and your scoial life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;and guess what!!! it would be much easier if you are a MALE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&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/19121254-113555482545304586?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113555482545304586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113555482545304586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113555482545304586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113555482545304586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/episode-one-how-easier-it-is-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113529817793749750</id><published>2005-12-22T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:36:17.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ok.. i have this friend who always says bad things about the blog!!! what a waste of time it is!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why are you doing it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;some people lost their jobs over the blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and she literally SAID&lt;br /&gt;(this world is not a safe place for "nice" girlz like you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;can you believe it!!! I do not know what is so bad about having  a blog!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO YOU?@@&lt;br /&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/19121254-113529817793749750?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113529817793749750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113529817793749750' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113529817793749750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113529817793749750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113492357476042718</id><published>2005-12-18T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T08:32:54.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;"He's got so much inside him. He really does. I just wish he wouldn't tell me to shut up all the time." Yeah, that's a problem. Try not to ignore it. I know "he's got so many other great qualities." That's why you fell in love with him in the first place. I know you wouldn't fall in love with an asshole. But here's the trick: Forget about him and his good qualities. Even foregt about his bad ones. Forget about all his excuses and what he promises. Ask yourself one question only: Is he making you HAPPY? People are complicated. they are a mixed bag of lovable and dysfunctional qualities. That's why they are so darn confusing. That's why trying to figure them out is a waste of time. Is he making you happy? I don't mean some of the time, on rare occasions, not that often, "but the good still outweighs the bad." Does he make it clear in his actions every day that your happiness is important to him? If the answer is no, cut him loose and go find a man with a higher "good count."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;From "he's not that into you" by: Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo&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/19121254-113492357476042718?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113492357476042718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113492357476042718' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113492357476042718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113492357476042718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/hes-got-so-much-inside-him.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113460159934281988</id><published>2005-12-14T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:06:39.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I have a great birthday party tomorrow that I really want to go to.. and at the same time I have this stupid must duty party that I hate to go to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Of course I have no choice but to go with the flow.. AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I am not asking for a sulotion here cause I know there is none.. I am simply trying to let it out maybe and only maybe I will get the best out of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I do not want to go expecting the worse just because I do not like the poeple, the place or the activity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I want to go having a good spirit although I know how hard is it to do so :-( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&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/19121254-113460159934281988?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113460159934281988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113460159934281988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113460159934281988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113460159934281988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-have-great-birthday-party-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113450769484494928</id><published>2005-12-13T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:01:34.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;being sick sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;going to a party you do not want to go to and you are doing it because it is a must sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;calling people you do not want to call and you have to sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;taking the train in this country sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;having to cover your face beacuse of certain people although you do not usually do it sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;people looking at you like an alien sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;being different in this city sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;basiclly, everything sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&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/19121254-113450769484494928?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113450769484494928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113450769484494928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113450769484494928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113450769484494928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-sick-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113434699675804133</id><published>2005-12-11T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:30:32.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;The word fresh strart amuses me. and I always wounder who is actually willing to forget, forgive and start again?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;In my opinion 10% of the society if not less.. and NO.. trust me.. I am not exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Most of the people around us carry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;the hatred in their hearts, never able to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Therefore, it grows more everyday and cause themselves and others pain and sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;they fill their whole surrounding with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt; thoughts, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt; dreams, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt; talk.. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;...... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;and it keeps on repeating in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;their heads and shows in their acts until the day come when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;they found out that they have lost it all!!&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/19121254-113434699675804133?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113434699675804133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113434699675804133' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113434699675804133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113434699675804133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-fresh-strart-amuses-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113416305789962800</id><published>2005-12-09T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:29:32.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;When a hard decision has to be made or at least when you think so, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;I ask myself several times if I should walk away, leave everything behind and start all over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Would life let me, would I be given this little right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;How hard is it to turn the page?! tell me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;would you actually help me to get over you or would you put hundreds if not thousands of obstacles in my path....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Would you do wahtever it takes to prevents me from going on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Or do I have to be with you in order to deserve a life!!!&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/19121254-113416305789962800?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113416305789962800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113416305789962800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113416305789962800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113416305789962800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-hard-decision-has-to-be-made-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113400281988365251</id><published>2005-12-07T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:51:12.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our eyes met, and a tingle went through&lt;br /&gt;my body.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what to say or how to feel.&lt;br /&gt;He talked and I could hear nothing, understood nothing but a whisper that touched my ear like a breeze of air.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of his breath took mine away, and my hand felt wram when he squeezed it in his glasp.&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden I wondered is he real or am I making him up? creating him in such a way that allowes no rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Touch me more, force me to feel your strength!!&lt;br /&gt;Make me realize the real you!!&lt;br /&gt;Compel me!!&lt;br /&gt;OR just wake me up!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-113400281988365251?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113400281988365251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113400281988365251' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113400281988365251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113400281988365251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/our-eyes-met-and-tingle-went-through.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113378688735811173</id><published>2005-12-05T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T04:48:07.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Air Supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know just how to whisper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know just how to cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know just where to find the answers;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know just how to lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know just how to fake it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know just how to scheme;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know just when to face the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And then I know just when to dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know just where to touch you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know just what to prove;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know when to pull you closer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know when to let you loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know the night is fading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know that time’s gonna fly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I’m never gonna tell you everythingI’ve got to tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;But I know I’ve got to give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know the roads to riches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I know the ways to fame;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I know all the rules And then I know how to break ’em And I always know the name of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;But I don’t know how to leave you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I’ll never let you fall;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I don’t know how you do it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Making love out of nothing at all  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Every time I see you all the rays of the sun Are streaming through the waves in your hair;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And every star in the sky is taking aim At your eyes like a spotlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;and it’s lost And it’s looking for a rhythm like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;You can take the darkness from the pit of the night And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I’ve got to follow it, ’cause everything I know, well it’s nothing till I give it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I can make the run or stumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I can make the final block;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I can make all the stadiums rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I can make tonight forever,Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I can make all your demons be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;But I’m never gonna make it without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Do you really want to see me crawl? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;And I’m never gonna make it like you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19121254-113378688735811173?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113378688735811173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113378688735811173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113378688735811173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113378688735811173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/air-supplymaking-love-out-of-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113365173373307680</id><published>2005-12-03T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T15:18:40.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#003300;"&gt;here I am reading all about it, listenning to news, hearing the gosipp.&lt;br /&gt;everyone including us is criticising the land but how about the people!!!&lt;br /&gt;people who are making it so unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;and the funny part is that they would do everything they wish for if no one knows them but here at home they have compeletly different personality!!&lt;br /&gt;if you are here cover your face, dont speak loud NEVER expresse your self, LIE, PRETEND&lt;br /&gt;whenever you leave this place.. drink, dance, walk half naked...&lt;br /&gt;The minute we stopped fearing God and start fearing people is the minute our lives got so screwed.&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/19121254-113365173373307680?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113365173373307680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113365173373307680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113365173373307680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113365173373307680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/here-i-am-reading-all-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113356761399890794</id><published>2005-12-02T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:53:34.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;10 wishes!!!!! wow!! are you kidding me??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;i would be over the moon if I could get 3 done and believe it or not they are very regular normal ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;First... do my postgraduate in the field i dream of and from a respectable University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Second... have a real job with a real salary that does not keep me out side the house for 10 hourse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Third... I have some real problems family wise and I would love to get rid of them, the problems not the family!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Here are part of what you asked for but seriuosly who does  not want a perfect life!!!?  &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/19121254-113356761399890794?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113356761399890794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113356761399890794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113356761399890794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113356761399890794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/12/10-wishes-wow-are-you-kidding-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113338688100055224</id><published>2005-11-30T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:41:21.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I really wanaa thank you all for responsing to my meaningless bloges..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Sometimes it just feels good to hear from the outside world and know that people actually do exsit&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/19121254-113338688100055224?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113338688100055224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113338688100055224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113338688100055224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113338688100055224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-wanaa-thank-you-all-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113330469649925327</id><published>2005-11-29T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T14:51:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;"&gt;Nothing much to say!!! but at least it keeps me a life!!&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/19121254-113330469649925327?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113330469649925327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113330469649925327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113330469649925327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113330469649925327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/11/nothing-much-to-say-but-at-least-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113294003047608985</id><published>2005-11-25T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:33:50.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;Well, would you accept the outsider? or if the person comes from another religion, another culture then he is an introdur!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;In our society we are very suspesious when it comes to strangers, we do not accept them or feel comfortable around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;We might pretend that we are civilized and we have absolutely no problem getting along with out siders, but the truth is............. &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/19121254-113294003047608985?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113294003047608985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113294003047608985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113294003047608985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113294003047608985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-would-you-accept-outsider-or-if.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113261771831294313</id><published>2005-11-21T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:01:58.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;wow wow.. what a slow boring life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;I do not know what is wores, working all day and come home with no energy to do anything or stay home all day long waisting time or rather enjoying it by doing nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;do we even affored having a choice or do we just running in this life doing things aganist our own well??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Is about money? or about happines? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Do want to show off our achievments or want to get it over with, go home by the end of the day and sleep clueless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;What a slow boring life!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&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/19121254-113261771831294313?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113261771831294313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113261771831294313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113261771831294313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113261771831294313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19121254.post-113248239595573188</id><published>2005-11-20T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:26:37.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you can control time what would you do?? What would you change? A question many of us have asked themselves many times.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, if I change any of the things that have happened would I be happier??&lt;br /&gt;How many things do you wish to change and to what extend?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to change my husband and be with someone else..&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn’t study such a subject and I wish I have a degree in something else&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wish…. But the real question is when are we going to learn to be satisfied with what we  already have and live with the fact that we cannot travel back in time&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to make what we have better and get the best out of our bad situations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Stop being depressed about it and get a life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/19121254-113248239595573188?l=ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/feeds/113248239595573188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19121254&amp;postID=113248239595573188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113248239595573188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19121254/posts/default/113248239595573188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ordinarygirl9.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-you-can-control-time-what-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ordinary girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14125254227803246896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
