<?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-27936125</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:37:22.339+04:00</updated><category term='Imam Hussain (AS)'/><category term='passion'/><category term='pixel art'/><category term='Sacrifice'/><category term='malyali'/><category term='camera'/><category term='photography'/><category term='books'/><category term='deviantart'/><category term='exams'/><category term='iraq'/><category term='lists'/><category term='converse'/><category term='tag'/><category term='fears'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='update'/><category term='lanati&apos;s'/><category term='Moharram'/><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Floo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-7978614536471991321</id><published>2009-05-29T02:39:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:43:08.456+04:00</updated><title type='text'>going, going, GONE</title><content type='html'>Yallah... I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be updating this blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;blogging is just not my "thing"&lt;br /&gt;It was fun for a while, and very addictive too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but naaah,&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy&lt;br /&gt;drinking chai and stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-7978614536471991321?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7978614536471991321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=7978614536471991321' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7978614536471991321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7978614536471991321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-going-gone.html' title='going, going, GONE'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-759523274260374386</id><published>2009-03-24T19:42:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:46:33.222+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Punk?</title><content type='html'>"A guy walks up to me and asks 'What's Punk?'. So I kick over a garbage can and say 'That's punk!'. So he kicks over the garbage can and says 'That's Punk?', and I say 'No that's trendy!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this epic new musical just came out... its called REPO!&lt;br /&gt;watch trailer &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TxpiDYFPM4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somebody buy me &lt;a href="http://www.rocklovedesigns.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;amp;cPath=19&amp;amp;products_id=151"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`skoon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-759523274260374386?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/759523274260374386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=759523274260374386' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/759523274260374386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/759523274260374386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-punk.html' title='What&apos;s Punk?'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-3301195920724688468</id><published>2008-11-07T17:51:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:14:00.893+04:00</updated><title type='text'>boom</title><content type='html'>Why am I blogging? I have like, nothing to blog about. Even if I did, why would I blog about it? Even if I felt like blogging about it, how would I blog about it? Even if I knew how I would blog about it, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm having a blogger's block. do you know what that is? it's this.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I've already started writing, I don't want to stop yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20jungle%20book" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj60/fishinbud78/JungleBook1.jpg" alt="the jungle book Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching The Jungle Book and I cried while watching it... I miss old Walt Disney movies so much&lt;3 Remember? The Lion King, Aladdin, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Mulan, Anastasia? Disney used to be so so awesome back in those days and out parents would be ready to buy us all the Disney merchandise. anything we ever wanted. but now? what do little children scream and create tantrums for? Hannah Montana, High School Musical, Selena Gomez, The Jonas Brothers, The Suite Life of Zack and Cody!! haha, yes, I know names because my 11 year-old niece &amp;amp; her friends love these people. Their parents had to get their Disney channel subscription cancelled because their daughters were learning bad manners and impertinence from these tv shows...   just my 2 cents. I would do anything to get to watch The Lion King or Mulan in theatres again. *sigh* here are some lovely avatars for you to use. I didn't make them, just stole them off photobucket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/thLadyAndTheTramp.jpg" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/ththdancingthroughlife.png" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/ththjj77rc.jpg" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/thtlm075uy.jpg" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm28/Bamse_06/th61.png" alt="disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s192/2faced_3eyes/disney/Ariel.jpg" alt="Areal Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/thththromance.jpg" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/0003dap5.png" alt="pan Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/AiWMadHatter.jpg" alt="Alice in Wonderland Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/2606600.jpg" alt="Beauty and the Beast Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/aladdin-1.jpg" alt="Aladdin Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/itty-bittylivingspace.jpg" alt="Aladdin Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/merryweather.jpg" alt="Sleeping Beauty Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/nala.jpg" alt="Lion King Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/scar.png" alt="Lion King Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l62/amysavviess/Disney%20Icons/simba2.png" alt="Lion King Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q247/loveangelmoon/Avatar%20ANIME/Disney/disney_002.png" alt="Mushu Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q247/loveangelmoon/Avatar%20ANIME/Disney/disney_008.png" alt="Mulan Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s192/2faced_3eyes/disney/thsimbarafiki.jpg" alt="the lion king icon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i485.photobucket.com/albums/rr213/vaniilla_cream/Icons/disney7.png" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i485.photobucket.com/albums/rr213/vaniilla_cream/Icons/disney5.png" alt="Disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh53/TNT123456/mulansad2.jpg" alt="disney Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii260/xxfallxoutxgurlxx/Other%20Catagories/Movie%20or%20TV/ICONATOR_26ddc67b2edb4fde515cd42b46.jpg" alt="disney icon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20icon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m468/michaelajoycedisney/Disney%20Icons/thflight_winged.png" alt="disney's &amp;amp;quot;hercules&amp;amp;quot; icon;. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;`sk00n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps:&lt;/span&gt; *sings* jungle jungle pata chala hai, chuddi pehen ke phool khila hai! phool khila hai!&lt;br /&gt;haha. xD this was the theme song for The Jungle Book in Hindi. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pps:&lt;/span&gt; I admit it! today, while my niece was watching youtube videos of the Jonas Brothers, I actually paid attention to the music which I used to think was utter crap. I realized it isn't all that bad... The songs have good beats, and even though Joe sounds like a boy who's just gone through puberty- they don't suck. They're definitely better than Tokio Hotel. *grimface* no, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-3301195920724688468?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3301195920724688468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=3301195920724688468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/3301195920724688468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/3301195920724688468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/11/boom.html' title='boom'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q149/Shikanaru_luff/Disney/th_thLadyAndTheTramp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-1859649288648622678</id><published>2008-10-05T01:05:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:32:31.886+04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 am blogging</title><content type='html'>I've kind of lost all my writing power cause we're freakin' being taught things like prepositions, clauses in English =S Anyway, I'll get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;Since I got my camera, My blog became less important for me... and I realized that I hadnt blogged for two whole months when I read this: &lt;a href="http://a-smack-of-jellyfish.blogspot.com/2008/09/perfect-match-story-of-symbiotic.html"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, im never ever going to let anything else come in between me and my blog *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I did finally get a SLR camera =) its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Then I joined university and made lots of awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then Miss Kitty's box of yay arrived. with my hand puppets, frankiebat, pockethluhu in it&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Ramadhan- which was fun and more ibadah-filled as ever &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Eid, which I didnt really enjoy much. except for spending time with my friend and watching lotms =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've been plushing &amp;amp; drawing occasionally&lt;br /&gt;and taking lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Then madressa started. &amp;amp; Im teaching LKG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of our one-week eid holiday's, and university starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-1859649288648622678?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1859649288648622678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=1859649288648622678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1859649288648622678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1859649288648622678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-am-blogging.html' title='1 am blogging'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-4107567984363416669</id><published>2008-07-24T15:01:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:31:55.285+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Before I started typing, I was just sitting there thinking of how to start. Do you see what summer has done to me? My creativity is dying!&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though, that this summer has been more productive than previous ones!&lt;br /&gt;For one, I've been going swimming! And the other day, I bought myself oil pastels and shading pencils so I could start making some proper art on paper ^_^ I like what I did so far... I think im actually quite good at it! [/endpride]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has also brought along with it my 4neices and a nephew. Thats 5 children living in one room- and that unfortunate little room is &lt;strong&gt;mine. &lt;/strong&gt;All that hard work I put into organizing my bedroom has gone to waste. It is a total mess! And when I say mess, I mean ULTRAMESS!!!!!! I'm also spending an hour everyday to teach my neices/nephews Qur'an and discussin other Islamic issues which they need to know about... PLUS I achieved my goal of watching all of the movies and reading all the books that I couldn't throughout the year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer season is also, apparently, Shaadi season. And when there's shaadi's, there's also shopping, spending hours getting ready &amp;amp; socializing! All these weddings are turning me into a freaking social animal! OH MY GOD. I am being brainwashed!&lt;br /&gt;And this is the funny part, I do not know more than half of the people who are getting married. No offence though, but lady, I do not know who you are! so why am I invited to you wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations&amp;amp;Mabrook to everyone (I know) who got married this summer =] Wishing ya'll a happy married life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;~skoon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-4107567984363416669?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4107567984363416669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=4107567984363416669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4107567984363416669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4107567984363416669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-1872678644489645440</id><published>2008-05-31T20:40:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:21:06.699+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this. I have so much stuff. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff which includes rough/chat books, papers with silly jokes and doodles, text books, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;papers&lt;/span&gt;!, magazines, activity books, autograph/phone number books, photographs, trinklet boxes, files, accessories, stationery, diaries, phone books, toys, board games, scrapbooking material and a whole lot of other small and large things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole shelf full of madressa textbooks, files, papers&lt;br /&gt;and another shelf full of Mujtaba magazines&lt;br /&gt;2 whole shelves full of school books&lt;br /&gt;and 2 more shelves full of photographs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...all this was buried in my huge cupboard! just lying there being of no use.&lt;br /&gt;I look at that stuff everyday and I dont know what to do with it. I cant throw it away and I cant use it either.&lt;br /&gt;So today, like 2 days before my exam, I chose to organize my cupboard. I threw away a lot of old books and papers which I didn't need.  I stacked all the jewellery, stationery and tidbits into shoeboxes.&lt;br /&gt;I need something on which I can display my stuffed toys, some kind of large bin where I can just dump my purses and something to hang my ties and scarves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... im going shoopppiinnggg tonight! :D Im hoping to find one of those &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;pigeon hole hangy net things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I have my last exam on &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;13th June&lt;/span&gt; and I'm leaving for Iran on the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt; InshaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my camera isn't working so i won't be able to take any pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;That makes me a little sad, but atleast I'm going after such a long wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for more good news :D&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sister's kids&lt;/span&gt; are coming from California to spend their summer with us. I'm really happy, no doubt but I am slightly uh, unsure...&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing them after a really long time, what if they don't like me? Or what if they get all homesick and miserable? What if they start hating me? and worst of all, what if I'm never able to make friends with them and keep losing my temper? =/&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;oh, I am also getting my sisters old &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Canon Rebel&lt;/span&gt;!!! Its still working all proper and takes amazing pictures. Finally! It also means that daddy doesn't have to spend his hard-earned money on some camers I want and I can use the money that I saved up for other things... maybe some cushions or a proper side-table for my room =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sk00n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-1872678644489645440?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1872678644489645440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=1872678644489645440' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1872678644489645440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1872678644489645440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-5760546106656414857</id><published>2008-03-24T19:34:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:30:23.694+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up with these people nowadays??</title><content type='html'>Yeah so...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how to start this though =/&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: this post is my views, my thoughts, my rants... Just so you know I am not an expert and I'm just thinking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't get is... how all of sudden in the past erm, 5 years maybe? all these theories and doubts and opinions have come up about Azadari and Ibadah and whatnot from people who think they have the flippin' authority to make up fatwas!&lt;br /&gt;I mean things like:&lt;br /&gt;"Zanjeer Zani is Haraam"&lt;br /&gt;"Nad E Ali is inauthentic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both these statements have been proved wrong. yep.&lt;br /&gt;these mistakes happen Just because of the few annoying so called self proclaimmed ayatollahs all over the internet and (this is true) in our own society brainwashing people against traditional and very authentic and halaal Shiáh Islamic practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have people saying things like "We should stop having Alams, Mehndi, tabooth in our Azakhaanas. Its Haraam We should stop Zanjeer Zani and Qama Zani. it is Haraam!" Where were all these people last year? and then they claim that Marja's have forbidden it (NOT) and give some very superficial, baseless arguements against it all... the most common is "it gives people the wrong image about shiaism... that we worship Alams and tabooth and that we hurt ourselves" dude, it didn't give them a wrong impression for so many years, why would it give them a wrong impression NOW?? then... its "because of 9/11" lmao and the funniest thing is that after 9/11 there have been a majority of people converting to Islam/Shiaism even after seeing graphic zanjeer and Qama picture. IN YER FACE vatt you say now, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we Shiáhs can't agree on the one thing that keeps us united (Hussayniat and Azadari), I mean, i don't know what will happen now...&lt;br /&gt;In Dubai itself we have atleast 5 different Shiáh groups:&lt;br /&gt;1) The Neutral ones.&lt;br /&gt;2) Ya Ali Madad/ Malangite&lt;br /&gt;3) Akhbari&lt;br /&gt;4) Anti-Azadari&lt;br /&gt;5) I know better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will explain each of the groups as how I see them or have observed them.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) The Neutral ones....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who pray, do azadari, live life. =]&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't need much explanation.. does it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Ya Ali Madad/ Malangite:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whos life is alllll azadari! No Ibadah, no Namaz, No Hijab... just matam.&lt;br /&gt;Have their own modified version of Religion, do it however you feel comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of 'Salam Aleikum' they have 'Ya Ali Madad'... They're not Alavi's though.&lt;br /&gt;and btw, this ain't the proper definition of Malang... just the extremely modified one =S the actual Malangs are people like Hassan Nasrallah, the marja's, Ahmedinejad and in the older days Malik E Ashtar, Salman E Farsi, Mesum E Tammar etc.People who would give their life for Imam Ali and who would be ready to take lives of people who insulted Imam Ali BUT the same people would control their anger and stop themselves if Imam ordered them to... The kind of people who would jump into a furnace without a question when Imam ordered them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Akhbari:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about them but basically, they don't do Taqleed and um, curse and swear at Marja's and Ayatollah's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Anti-Azadari:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA! the group I'm trying to aim with the whole post at... these are NOT, NOT the people who sit at the majalises and recite duas while the marsiyas are going on and suddenly jump up and listen when the recitor sits on the mimbar or who start panicking when they can hear the adhaan and it is time for prayer during the masaaíb (they're just people who belong in the Neutral group but prefer duas and tasbeeh more...)&lt;br /&gt;BUT Anti-Azadari people are those who would rather stay at home reciting duás or praying rather than go to majlis because "those practices take place" Anti-Azadari people are those who claim that Zanjeer Zani and Qama Zani ar haraam and who WILL NOT FLIPPIN STOP trying to convince others that it is Haraam goooossshhh!!! D= leave us alone! People who try to discourage Alams, Mehndi, Tabooth, Oud, Jhoola etc and now that people have started to be easily convinced, they have started "preaching" more openly. But remember, the more you stop it, the more it will happpen... it will not stop. get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) I know better than you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are self proclaimed ayatollahs and think they can say anything they want and people will believe it...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, because of these people, others have started doubting the authenticity of Nad E Ali, Dua E Tawassul and Dua E Kumayl... Unbelievable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I'm trying to say... Its just a rant. so yepp. I don't want it to be like this why cant we all be One. The Shiah of Ali. Why do we need to always oppose each others opinions. WHY WHY WHY ae we believing and getting brainwashed by the people who do not want any good for us?!?!? Why should you change your views about traditional and religious practices which have been going on for almost forever, now??&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an expert at all this... but I know enough to tell that we will all end up fighting each other instead of fighting the enemies! and guess whos gonna appear later and later than Hes supposed to?&lt;br /&gt;~sk00n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: PEACE YO!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-5760546106656414857?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5760546106656414857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=5760546106656414857' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5760546106656414857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5760546106656414857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-up-with-these-people-nowadays.html' title='What is up with these people nowadays??'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-218576137459818642</id><published>2008-03-14T04:06:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:36:27.216+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenn Nesbitt- my new favourite person. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Rapunzel! Rapunzel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"Rapunzel! Rapunzel! You've cut off your hair!&lt;br /&gt;Your billowing tresses are no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;That mohawk you're sporting is spiky and pink.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not certain just what I should think.&lt;br /&gt;"I came here expecting to clamber a braid,&lt;br /&gt;ascending your tower to come to your aid.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I have suffered the greatest of shocks&lt;br /&gt;to find that you've cut off your lovely blonde locks."&lt;br /&gt;"Prince Charming, Prince Charming," Rapunzel replied,&lt;br /&gt;"I have no intention of being your bride.&lt;br /&gt;We will not get married. We will not elope.&lt;br /&gt;I've cut off my hair and I've braided a rope.&lt;br /&gt;"You came here to visit me once every day,&lt;br /&gt;and promised that soon you would take me away,&lt;br /&gt;but you were too clueless to even concieve&lt;br /&gt;of cutting my hair off so we could just leave.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot believe you were such a big dope.&lt;br /&gt;I come and I go as I please with my rope.&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm afraid I can't give you my hand.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the fabulous wedding you planned."&lt;br /&gt;From then on Rapunzel was known through the land.&lt;br /&gt;She toured the world in a rock and roll band.&lt;br /&gt;And silly Prince Charming, with rocks in his head,&lt;br /&gt;rode off and got married to Snow White instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--Kenn Nesbitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/?action=view&amp;amp;current=546.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-218576137459818642?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.poetry4kids.com/index.php' title='Kenn Nesbitt- my new favourite person. &lt;3'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/218576137459818642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=218576137459818642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/218576137459818642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/218576137459818642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/03/kenn-nesbitt-my-new-favourite-person-3.html' title='Kenn Nesbitt- my new favourite person. &lt;3'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-7947990402571407977</id><published>2008-01-10T18:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:07:53.134+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out with Daddy x]</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9th January 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most dreaded parents consultation day was here, and dad picked me up from home at 10am. Off we went to school so my teachers could tell daddy how talkative, unorganized and inattentive I was :[ We reached and 'Fast Lane Express', a band from our school was playing 'Punk Rock 101'. Daddy didn't like the loud music but I was silently singing along. The music (along with my smile) slowly faded away as we made our way to my class. All the teachers said "She has the ability to gain better marks, only if she worked harder..." i work harder and harder everytime but improve very less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired and upset and wanted to go home, but daddy had some work to do, now that we were already in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;So we made three more stops before going home...&lt;br /&gt;Our first task was to pick up the old parcham/flag of Karbala, Of the Dome of the Shrine of Imam Hussain (AS) from a particular short, bearded Iranian man, &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/beard.gif"&gt;Agha E Mohsini&lt;/a&gt; who has owned the flag for quite a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, We went to the Jupiter Airlines office because Daddy had to book tickets for the next Karbala trip on Arbaeen. Here, we were supposed to meet &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/n557062652_217421_8895.jpg"&gt;Mr. Hussain&lt;/a&gt;- someone who daddy calls his friend and younger brother. Apparently, the younger brother was a chain smoker and looked like a mob, wearing gold rings and a leather jacket. When we entered his office, there was smoke everywhere and the smell of the cigarettes gave me a horrible headache :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was my environmentalist and inventor grandfather (my dada's brother), Ghulam Ali Sajanlal, who everyone calls "Chief". I like going to his house because he always has awesome new things to show me :] and he says I'm the only one in the family who actually appreciates and understands his work &lt;3 aw. He has a whole awesome 'garden' in his balcony and he used like, pipes as pots for his flowers. cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/IMG016.jpg"&gt;Invention 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/IMG015.jpg"&gt;Invention 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/IMG012.jpg"&gt;Invention 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/IMG008.jpg"&gt;Invention 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4:00pm by the time we dropped the parcham off at the Imambargah and finally, reached home. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;~Floo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-7947990402571407977?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7947990402571407977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=7947990402571407977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7947990402571407977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7947990402571407977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-out-with-daddy-x.html' title='Day out with Daddy x]'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-7980429208934711091</id><published>2007-10-30T20:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:32:27.079+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can hide this from me, but can you hide it from God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-7980429208934711091?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7980429208934711091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=7980429208934711091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7980429208934711091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7980429208934711091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cant-hide-anything-from-god.html' title='No.'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-5167601515236028550</id><published>2007-10-02T02:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T02:26:36.057+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Rants</title><content type='html'>Today is 19th Ramadhan, one of the three significant nights of Laylatul Qadr nights. It 2:50 am and here I am, online for a few minutes before the people come to our house for the Sehri majlis of Yawm E Zarbat E Imam Ali AS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep... is what I'm going to rant a&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bout. I hardly slept yesterday except for 2 hours in the afternoon. I couldn't sleep at night cause I had to do the Shabe Qadr amaal till like 11:30pm. After that I cleaned up the house, looked after the kids, laid out the &lt;em&gt;sufra&lt;/em&gt; etc till like 1:00am. I finally sat down to finish my homework, which took me just half an hour. I was now getting ready to sleep but Dua Joshan E Kabeer was coming on TV and I couldn't help listening to it. I kept falling asleep but my sleep was getting disturbed time to time because of my mom or dad calling me from the kitchen or living room to do little chores and jobs here... that took me another hour. I finished at 2:30. But guess what? Theres no time for me to sleep now because the people are going to come anytime now so I helped my mom in the kitchen for a while and now I'm online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:12- People are already here but I'm still online. Yeah cause I need to finish blogging. So the Suhuwr will start now and the majlis at 4:00 and end before Fajr.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm going to get some sleep, I don't know. And I'm even more clueless about how I'm going to stay up during classes at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: I stayed up throughout the whole majlis. It went went Alhamdillah I'm glad I stayed up. I also bunked school. yay =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-5167601515236028550?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5167601515236028550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=5167601515236028550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5167601515236028550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5167601515236028550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-night-rants.html' title='Late Night Rants'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-2566099434813203575</id><published>2007-09-22T23:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:01:51.651+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture says a thousand words...</title><content type='html'>I had no intention of blogging today or any other day till something interesting happened (note: me falling ill is NOT interesting and neither is the start of a new school year. not anymore atleast) but I was nagged and nagged by a certain friend (*ahem*hanah*ahem*) who kept threatening me that she wouldn't give me the awesome phone themes she had made until I blogged. So here I am, blogging =]&lt;br /&gt;And here's a picture that will make you smile... cause it sure made &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/028887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day. Oh, and Belated Ramadhan Kareem! =]&lt;br /&gt;-sk00n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-2566099434813203575?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2566099434813203575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=2566099434813203575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2566099434813203575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2566099434813203575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/09/pan-and-chai.html' title='A Picture says a thousand words...'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-1299526711371033390</id><published>2007-08-10T22:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:24:25.501+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God it's Friday... NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>Earlier "Thank God it's Friday" is what everyone would think when they woke up in their cool, air conditioned rooms with a clear mind, thinking of which mall or park they would go to but nowadays Friday is like a burden. Now everyone wakes up on Friday (in their cool, airconditioned rooms) but not with a clear mind but a polluted one thinking "Oh GOD! the heat, the traffic, the koondey AAAAHHHH. Why did I wake up?!!?!?" Uh, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is a day which people use to finish household shopping, spend time with their family and do other stuff they couldn't normally do on the weekdays BUT they end up not doing any of that and instead stay stuck in the traffic all day long, start getting cranky and come back home (empty handed?)&lt;br /&gt;Its the day which everybody dreads... the day fathers don't get to rest, the day mothers blood pressure goes high, the day kids wish they could spend their day and home rather than be dragged around by their parents everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, they day you find no parking, they day you buy your Salik tag even though you would never need it again and the only day on which people keep koondey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh =[ Yeah I just didn't have a very good Friday. It was very dull- so black n white. Even all the pictures I took, I took ém B&amp;amp;W&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a Fun Friday =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-1299526711371033390?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1299526711371033390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=1299526711371033390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1299526711371033390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1299526711371033390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-god-its-friday-not.html' title='Thank God it&apos;s Friday... NOT!!!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-4423614196552920912</id><published>2007-06-22T01:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:24:22.568+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I.... need.... to......bbloog *faints*</title><content type='html'>So this really cool new cafe just opened up in Dubai. Its this ice restaurant called 'Chillout' almost everything is sculpted out of ice. You sit on ice, eat on ice, eat and drink in ice plates and glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/dubai_ice_cafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dh9 million (US $2.45 million) investment, the restaurant is Dubai-based Sharaf Group’s enterprise while technical inputs came from Canada-based Iceculture Inc, who are credited with building ice lounges around the world, informed a spokesperson for Sharaf Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fahad.com/2007/06/chillout-first-middle-east-ice-cafe.html"&gt;read on...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this really cool video I found on Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to tell me about imagination, that if you wanted, you could imagine an elephant walking through the eye of a needle and when I saw this, I knew I had to show it to her and share it with everyone else too lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/index.php?cl=3106137"&gt;click here to watch!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that- theres nothing really new. I watched Shrek 3. very cute but not worth the dhs30 :S&lt;br /&gt;Just created a new photoblog: &lt;a href="http://plog-ness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Plog-O-skoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-4423614196552920912?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4423614196552920912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=4423614196552920912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4423614196552920912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4423614196552920912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-need-tobbloog-faints.html' title='I.... need.... to......bbloog *faints*'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-8553787018859880482</id><published>2007-06-05T19:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:55:20.613+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the world in 45 minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="450" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1030481.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Finally found a picture of them painting the box :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never Imagined sitting in a cardboard box with three kids and screaming would be so much fun :D We started by finger painting graffiti and random stuff on the cardboard box, Me, Zakeeya (6), Zaira (2) and Rabab (1) waited impatiently for it to dry up so we could finally sit inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We all managed to fit in the little aerobox, sitting in absurd positions on each others laps. The aerobox was ready for take-off, me and my co-pilot started by slowly flapping the wings of the aerobox and once it was suspended a little bit above the ground, we started flapping faster. Soon, we were flying in the clouds feeling the cool fluffy tasteless cotton candy on our faces- we left the aerobox on autopilot and enjoyed the beutiful view UNTIL the cabin crew reported that there was a stink bomb in the aerobox. As my co-pilot could not bear the smell, I alone had to make the emergency landing and deal with the evacuation of the aerobox and the elimination of the stink.&lt;br /&gt;Within half-an-hour of Dexters' Laboratory, the aerobox was ready to fly again. We decided not to waste time and wanted to make it a happy and joyful trip. Our first destination was Africa, which we had to leave due to an elephant stampede. Next we went to the Sahara (centre) for some shopping but we spotted my computer teacher due to which we had to leave immediately and could not finish out grocery shopping. I advised my co-pilot to consult with the cabin crew as to what should be our next destination, they said Antarctica- where no computer teachers or big scary animals are to be found, only cute n cuddly polar bears. On landing in Antarctica, my co-pilot Zakeeya let out a shriek "OH NO SNOWSLIDE" (yeah she knows what they are, i told her to scream that :D) so once again, we could not enjoy our 3 minute trip to Antarctica... this was the worst aerobox trip ever :(&lt;br /&gt;Zaira, one of our cabin crew members suggested Karbala, though she didnt really say anything she gave us a hint by humming the nauha "Jaane Wale Karbala Ke, Karbala Le Chal Mujhe" so I agreed with her saying 'Yes, What a safe place to go Zaira!' This trip took quite a long time because the nauhas kept coming one after another and we couldnt land unless the majlis was totally over... well, we finally landed with a big jolt and found ourselves and the aerobox floating on River Furat, as our aerobox was getting wet and starting to tear from the bottom we did the ziarat of the Haramayn with only our eyes and took off again to go back home. we were getting tired and were already late for dinner. *grumble* WHY IS THERE NO FOOD IN THE AEROBOX, I TOLD YOU NOT TO FORGET!!! co-pilot Zakeeya was screaming at the youngest cabin crew member who started sobbing silently then broke into tears. So anyway we landed safely in our room with a torn aerobox bottom with grumbly tummies and rushed to the dinner table to eat roti salan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOoookkiii i sort of got really carried away with this. Yes, we did sit in a cardboard box and imagined flying all around the world though. But while writing this i got really really carried away... im not even sure if its even any good. *sigh* yay for imagination &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-8553787018859880482?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/8553787018859880482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=8553787018859880482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/8553787018859880482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/8553787018859880482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/06/around-world-in-45-minutes.html' title='Around the world in 45 minutes'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-6612986711290274582</id><published>2007-04-20T00:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:22:27.511+04:00</updated><title type='text'>O look who's 15 now</title><content type='html'>Bwa... my b'day was on the 17th but I couldn't blog because my computer had crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge purple balloon popping over my head and the confetti flying all over at 12:00 midnight. My very first surprise b'day party :) There was confetti everywhere and I could hear many screechy loud voices singing 'the happy birthday song' and some screaming "SURPRISE!!!" for me as I came out of the loo. :P it was Sana and she had come with her whole family. There was cake-cutting and salawats and more of the the happy birthday song even though sang at a high pitch sounded like nice, melodious music to me. lol hehe &lt;3 They stayed until 2 am to celebrate and we had a partehhh!&lt;br /&gt;I even got loads of text messages from my friends. Gosh, I feel so lucky to have such friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day at school, all my classmates sang to me while i was standing in front embarrased and blushing... not sure whether to just stand there and listen or sing to myself lol. I got hand-made cards from all my friends, which I really really loved! And even a box of Galaxy jewels' from one :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At home, I was getting ready to go to a movie with my sis-in-law but what I didn't know was that i had another surprise coming up (yay) I rang the bell and waited for my bhabi to open the door and when she did, my friends and cousins were all standing there in their 'we-have-to-surprise-her' positions and the second I entered, everyone screamed 'SURPRISEEE!" there were more people this time so it sounded louder. And again we had a party. I overate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a really memorable birthday. Today, I realized how much everyone cared for me and that I never really give them back the love which they give me :/ Also, I never ever had anyone throw a surprise party for me but this time I had TWO! bwuhahaha &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I have my finals coming up yeah the Exams, Examinations, Eggzams, Ex-ams, dumzams. Yeah whatever you call them. Those. so i might be going on a short hiatus or something... it won't be too long, maybe a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-sk00n =^.^=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-6612986711290274582?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/6612986711290274582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=6612986711290274582' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/6612986711290274582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/6612986711290274582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-look-whos-15-now.html' title='O look who&apos;s 15 now'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-1752943979984639792</id><published>2007-04-08T14:09:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:02:47.344+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My visual DNA. this is cool. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43E105EB.jpeg&amp;c1=Just so beautiful. Wah!&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_45782961.jpeg&amp;c2=Whats better than live?&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5CA8BFBC.jpeg&amp;c3=Pizza makes mr hyperactive! :D&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_25B7649E.jpeg&amp;c4=We can excape into this whole new world ... &amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=Eww&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-66240DD4.jpeg&amp;c6=No one loves you more than your mother!&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-795C1F3D.jpeg&amp;c7=Oh Em Gee... All Star Cons! :O&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2833BF23.jpeg&amp;c8=I cant find thigs if theyre organized. thats just me.&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_631B702E.jpeg&amp;c9=Doing this sort of thing gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling inside&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_3124B621.jpeg&amp;c10=Its all about hope and love! 3&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-32FDF9D5.jpeg&amp;c11=I;ve loved swimming and always been fascinated by marine life&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;c12=Go Heathy!&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;c13=So calm... a perfect place for reading and thinking&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE MONKEY&amp;uid=187128-b5a2&amp;srv=iwebcl5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=187128-b5a2&amp;srv=iwebcl5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-1752943979984639792?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/1752943979984639792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=1752943979984639792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1752943979984639792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/1752943979984639792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-visual-dna-this-is-cool-d.html' title='My visual DNA. this is cool. :D'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-2897759466488544273</id><published>2007-04-06T00:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:17:05.782+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Milad Un Nabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eid Mubarak to everyone on the wilaadat of Prophet Muhammed (sawaw) and Imam Ja'far E Sadiq (AS)!! =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/29prophetsaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pearls Of Wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prophet Muhammad (sawaw)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr.&lt;br /&gt;*He who travels in the search of knowledge, to him God shows the way of Paradise.&lt;br /&gt;*Deal gently with people, and be not harsh; cheer them and condemn not.&lt;br /&gt;*The best of friends is he who is best in behavior and character.&lt;br /&gt;*Whoever loves to meet God, God loves to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imam Ja'far Al Sadiq (AS)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Knowledge is a shield, truthfulness is might, ignorance is abasement, understanding is glory, generosity is success, good behavior causes friendship, he who has knowledge about his time ambiguous things do not attack him, and determination is mistrust.&lt;br /&gt;* There are three kinds of people: The scholars, the seekers of knowledge and all the others are a waste of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;* The most perfect of men in intellect is the best of them in ethics.&lt;br /&gt;* Verily, knowledge is a lock and its key is the question.&lt;br /&gt;* If you are not patient, then pretend to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weehh ... I have my spring break. yay. ends on the 14th so I have time to finish allllll my pending work. I already finished writing the Karbala Diaries. I just have to get over with my shopping and then start studying for my exams!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;WSalam&lt;br /&gt;-sk00n =^.^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-2897759466488544273?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2897759466488544273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=2897759466488544273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2897759466488544273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2897759466488544273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/04/milad-un-nabi.html' title='Milad Un Nabi'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-5746161669491015221</id><published>2007-03-28T21:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:41:20.559+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imam Hassan Askery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/hh-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8th of Rabi-al-Awwal Martyrdom anniversary of Imam Hasan Al Askari(a.s.) - the 11th Holy Imam.&lt;br /&gt;On this occasion of sorrow and grief in the household of the Prophet Mohammad(sawaw), I wish to extend my condolences to the Prophet Mohammad(sawaw), Imam-e-Zamana(a.s.), the Ahl-e-Bait(a.s.) and to all Mo'mineen and Mo'minaat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this moharram, I feel like I wasn't able to do azadari like I wanted to *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;This marsiya totally describes how I'm feeling right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ae soogwaaroon aah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;o bukaa ka maqaam hai&lt;br /&gt;Ab rukhsat Hussain Alaihis Salaam hai&lt;br /&gt;Mehmaan tumhara jaata hai jo tashna kaam hai&lt;br /&gt;Sar peeto khaak urao ke matam tamaam hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ab wo sadaa e Haye Hussaina na aayegi&lt;br /&gt;Ghar mein tumharey Fatima Zehra na aayegi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ae shah E Karbala teri khidmat na hosaki&lt;br /&gt;Ae kushatey jafa teri khidmat na hosaki&lt;br /&gt;Ae Jaane Fatima teri khidmat na hosaki&lt;br /&gt;Mehmaan E Nainawa teri khidmat na hosaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jee bhar ke rosake na yeh gardish naseeb hai&lt;br /&gt;Majlis yeh aakhri hai Hussain e Ghareeb ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abbas E Bawafa, Ali Akbar na jaiey&lt;br /&gt;jhoole ko khaali chor ke Asghar na jaiey&lt;br /&gt;Le kar baraat Qasim e bepar na jaiey&lt;br /&gt;Weeran makaan hota hai sarwar na jaiye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aai sada na ro azadar ayengey&lt;br /&gt;Phir agle saal apney bhare ghar ko laengey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bechain Fatima hai na aansoon bahao tum&lt;br /&gt;Mein jaa raha hoon rokey na mujh ko rulao tum&lt;br /&gt;Zehmat na ho to meri ziyarat ko aao tum&lt;br /&gt;Turbat pe aakey ashkon ki chadar charhao tum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mehmaan jo Karbala mein mere paas ayengey&lt;br /&gt;Un sab ki peshwaari ko Abbas aayengey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tum khush naseeb ho tumhein yeah martaba mila&lt;br /&gt;Zehra bhi tum mein beth ke roti hai aik jaan&lt;br /&gt;Kehti hai mere bache pe karte hai yeah bukaa&lt;br /&gt;mujhse na hoga in ka kabhi shikriya ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ihsaan na taba hashr bhulayegi Fatima&lt;br /&gt;Jannat mein tumse pehle na jayegi Fatima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ae Tashna kaam o bekas o nakaam Alwida'&lt;br /&gt;Ae mubtilae hasrat o Alaam Alwida'&lt;br /&gt;Ae bekafan Ali ke gul andaam Alwida'&lt;br /&gt;Masbooh e Taegh e shimr bad anjaam Alwida'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mazloomiat pe aap ki jaan apni khoengey&lt;br /&gt;Jab tak hai zinda Aap ke matam mein roengey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ae shaahe Karbala e Moalla Salaam lo&lt;br /&gt;Ham bekasoon ke wali o Maula salaam lo&lt;br /&gt;Aaqa Salaam lo Shahe Waala salaam lo&lt;br /&gt;Ae Fatima ke chaand hamara Salaam lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rukhsat yeh aakhri hai dil afgaar aaye hai&lt;br /&gt;Maula Salaam lo yeh azadaar aaye hain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WSalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-sk00n =^.^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-5746161669491015221?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5746161669491015221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=5746161669491015221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5746161669491015221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5746161669491015221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/03/imam-hassan-askery.html' title='Imam Hassan Askery'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-7886277202464532887</id><published>2007-03-17T15:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:11:22.992+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lanati&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pixel art'/><title type='text'>Pixel Art</title><content type='html'>Salaaaaaaam!&lt;br /&gt;Im back from Iraq- got back on thursday :]&lt;br /&gt;anyways ... I was just browsing and I found some really adorable pixel sites. OMG theyre so amazing! So I tried some pixel art too :P&lt;br /&gt;its not very easy... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/hbhj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first one - very simple. I did it with the help of a tutorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/rdt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd - its actually a cookie box hehe. The shading looks horrible. ew. Actually i dont even know how to shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/smiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd - random crap &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/yahussainpixel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgg ... its just my fourth but i love it so much omg. My mum is gonna use this for her webby yay. Its sorta untidy though isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, also... I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://exposed-vanity.blogspot.com"&gt;Pam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: “Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 weird habits/secrets…&lt;br /&gt;1. I highlight text when I'm reading anything online. A habit I adopted from my cousin. She used to do it a lot and then I started doing it too.. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am currently obsessed with puppets and crayons.&lt;br /&gt;3. I talk to myself in the loo. alot... I talk to myself like the second person :D&lt;br /&gt;4. I often go to sleep with my glasses on. Im so used to them jeez&lt;br /&gt;5. If I start laughing it takes a (long) while for me to stop. Its the same with my dad and if we both start laughing at once.... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm so totally not good at this. I suck at describing myself&lt;br /&gt;7. I eat yoghurt with almost everything. I finish two medium0sized boxes in a week so you can imagine. hehe&lt;br /&gt;8. I get very annoyed when people read slowly and voice out all the letters in a word. EE i hate slow readers. oh also, I think its abnormal that some people dont read books.&lt;br /&gt;9. I like short, trimmed nails... long nails are annoying.&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't eat rice with a spoon or fork. It more fun eating the desi way- with my hand :P&lt;br /&gt;I tag *&lt;a href="http://honeyness.blogspot.com"&gt;Hanah Butt&lt;/a&gt;  *&lt;a href="http://lucid.sugar-melody.net"&gt;Caz&lt;/a&gt;  *&lt;a href="http://syedaliin.blogspot.com"&gt;Ali Imran&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;a href="http://sadzee.blogspot.com"&gt;Sadaf Aapa&lt;/a&gt;  *&lt;a href="http://potatoblues.blogspot.com"&gt;Karachiite&lt;/a&gt;  *&lt;a href="http://ozimandus.spaces.live.com"&gt;Oz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sk00n =^.^=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit: &lt;/strong&gt;I just wanted to say this cause im REALLY REALLY PISSED&lt;br /&gt;American soldiers are such lanatis! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9A_vxIOB-I"&gt;Is this the way of those who want to spread peacE?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanat on those them! jeez.&lt;br /&gt;omggg thats so sad... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;MashaAllah! that kid sure can run fast though...&lt;br /&gt;May Allah (SWT) give them more strength, stamina and health so they can be soldiers of Imam Al Mahdi (AJTF) InshaAllah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-7886277202464532887?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7886277202464532887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=7886277202464532887' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7886277202464532887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7886277202464532887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/03/pixel-art.html' title='Pixel Art'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-4327456564415840212</id><published>2007-03-05T00:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:06:42.477+04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG leaving soon</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for Karbala in about 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;God, I feel suddenly so lucky because I wasn't gonna go .. because of all the school work and because its 10th grade, like one of the two most "vital" years in school.&lt;br /&gt;And even till yesterday I was still hanging and well, swinging from here to there. Whether I should go or not- I never really chose a side. It just happened and now I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgggg&lt;br /&gt;I think when you have the &lt;em&gt;bulaawa &lt;/em&gt;(invitation) everything just happens by its self without any effort from your side.&lt;br /&gt;This was so sudden and it happened so quick but I still got time to complete all my shopping and my tayyari and all my school work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I gotts to go now.&lt;br /&gt;So thats all,&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah next blog entry in another ten days hehe. and also my diary entries with short video clips! :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;-WSalam,&lt;br /&gt;Sakina :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-4327456564415840212?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4327456564415840212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=4327456564415840212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4327456564415840212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4327456564415840212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg-leaving-soon.html' title='OMG leaving soon'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-3840191745411209037</id><published>2007-02-26T20:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:13:31.095+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imam Hussain (AS)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moharram'/><title type='text'>Flag from Karbala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;An uncle (Ghulam Damji) had borrowed the original flag that flies above Haram E Imam Hussain (AS) in Karbala for two days and Alhamdulillah! I got to do the ziyarat of it on 15th Feb 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a majlis at home at 11:00pm and I went to sleep during the majlis. When it was over, at about 1:00 my best friend Sana tried waking me up, in return I hit her. But when she said, that the Flag from Karbala was here in Dubai at some uncle's house. I sprang up with excitement and got ready to leave!&lt;br /&gt;I went all geared up with my &lt;em&gt;hiladene wale&lt;/em&gt; photography skills and my camera!&lt;br /&gt;We didnt know what to expect until we entered the room and &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; was the huge red flag on a long table. My first thought when I entered the room was "Wow! Im so lucky... Thanks to Sana otherwise I'd be sleeping right now while everyone else got such a wonderful ziyarat!" I'd never imagined that so randomly, so suddenly someone would wake me up in the middle of the night and take me to do Ziyarat of the Flag from the roza of Imam Hussain (AS) and that too, in Dubai! How unusual hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got there and Shams Kanani (who was also there) told us the significance of the flag and we also recited two nauhas. We got to spend alot of time there Alhamdulilah... stayed there atleast an hour all by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flags significance is that 70,000 angels go through it to get to the zari and before it is put up it is rubbed against the zari. Also, he told us that they never wash this flag and told us that if we wipe our tears on it, our tears will stay there forever and when we go to Karbala, we can look at the flag and think 'I wiped my tears on that'... wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay time for my hiladene wale pictures and video clip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/P1070054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pic 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EO_U0KM-o_g&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Watch the video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSalam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sk00n =^.^=-&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/27936125-3840191745411209037?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/3840191745411209037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=3840191745411209037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/3840191745411209037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/3840191745411209037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/02/flag-from-karbala.html' title='Flag from Karbala'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-7757477938783886562</id><published>2007-02-18T00:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:43:14.635+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Razzmatazz and lotsa other stuff.</title><content type='html'>First things first, I got a new cellphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mea.nokia.com/link?cid=PLAIN_TEXT_43637"&gt;Chek'iaut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhkiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyomgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;brother&lt;/em&gt; bought me a 5200!&lt;br /&gt;I love it, its very cute and chic.&lt;br /&gt;*excited scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ... so today was the Razzmatazz Carnival thing at school and it sucked, it was soooo boring! There was nothing good to buy, eat or play and the only good things were the dances (most of which I missed) so I had a crap day.&lt;br /&gt;I bought freaking vouchers worth dhs 90 and then I realized, I has nothing to spend them on. Great, What a waste of money!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I figured that I'd better buy something before all the stalls got closed. But guess what? they were &lt;strong&gt;already &lt;/strong&gt;closed. People were packing up all their stuff a hour and a half earlier!&lt;br /&gt;The only stall left was the Disney one and I'd already gotten two things from there. I ended up getting everything else from there as well. So I bought two shower gels- a spongebob one for myself and Darth Vader for my bother. I got my neice a Barbie lipgloss set and I bought 4 superman toothbrush for Danu, Mohammed, Asghar and Ahmed &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Its so sad how parent are &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; clueless about what their kids do in school!! I mean I saw at least 3 girls... the minute their dads car went out out sight, their hijabs and abayas flew away &lt;em&gt;hawa ke jhokey se&lt;/em&gt; &gt;.&lt;                   [x].Sad.[x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've learnt three things,&lt;br /&gt;1) Its no use crying over spilt milk- I was crying today because I was feeling guilty that I wasted so much money without thinking!&lt;br /&gt;2)Think before you leap- I beg myself&lt;br /&gt;3)Never, &lt;strong&gt;NEveR&lt;/strong&gt; miss a good majlis for a dum event your school has organised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sk00n =^.^=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-7757477938783886562?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/7757477938783886562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=7757477938783886562' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7757477938783886562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/7757477938783886562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/02/razzmatazz-and-lotsa-other-stuff.html' title='Razzmatazz and lotsa other stuff.'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-440576843756772509</id><published>2007-02-10T20:58:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:13:44.512+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>Since &lt;a href="http://beloved-black.blogspot.com"&gt;Rabia&lt;/a&gt; has been so constantly blogging about her current obsession with photography, I thought why not blog about&lt;strong&gt; my&lt;/strong&gt; obsession with photgraphy? bwuhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved clicking pictures since I was 7 or 8. I remember I wasn't baligh when I got my first camera :P And it was one of those disposable ones with like 30 pictures or something... I finished the whole roll in one day! Took pictures of everything, Flowers in my uncle's backyard, their swimming pool, my cousins, the food. I just kept clicking away :D&lt;br /&gt;Then when i was about 11, my brother had this digicam which he had been using for about a year... I kept borrowing it from him to take pics and it stopped working after a while (because of excessive use hehe)&lt;br /&gt;And when I was 13, I got a Panasonic Lumix which I still use. Already, its zoom has gotten messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know nothing about photography. nothing, zero, zilch, &lt;em&gt;sifr&lt;/em&gt;, nada! I don't know nothing about angle, perspective, colors, lighting, focus. I just take pictures as a hobby, a passion. I just keep clicking. I like capturing the beauty of Allah (SWT)'s creations, I like capturing all the precious moments possible.&lt;br /&gt;Like Our trips to Iraq, Zaira's first time brushing her teeth, Zaira without hair, Rabab playing with the phone, Zakeeya acting silly :P, Pictures of trips to Istanbul :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a good enough camera with better features... even though I'm not sure what sort of features I want. I just need one which can take better focused and clear pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah, conclusion- i want a new camera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki, so I finally submitted a few pictures on DeviantArt&lt;br /&gt;go checky them outy:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47957598/?qo=3&amp;q=by%3Aguilty-mind&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;Through Cracked Glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47957872/?qo=1&amp;q=by%3Aguilty-mind&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;The Guests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47957980/?&amp;q=by%3Aguilty-mind&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;And the Host&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47957301/?qo=4&amp;q=by%3Aguilty-mind&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;With Her purse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four pics are from my trip to Iraq for 'Arafah&lt;br /&gt;W'Salam&lt;br /&gt;Sk00n &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-440576843756772509?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/440576843756772509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=440576843756772509' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/440576843756772509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/440576843756772509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/02/photography.html' title='Photography'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-2620827784807646352</id><published>2007-02-07T01:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:34:56.012+04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so unfair!!! :O</title><content type='html'>Over the sufra, during dinner, all 6 ladies were discussing sons and daughters ... and how everyone wants a son. Those who had sons were boasting about them and those who didn't were wishing that they had a son :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there too, sitting and listening.&lt;br /&gt;i sat and ate&lt;br /&gt;and i listened&lt;br /&gt;and i sat and ate&lt;br /&gt;and i listened&lt;br /&gt;i sat&lt;br /&gt;i listened&lt;br /&gt;and ate.&lt;br /&gt;i kept sitting and listening and eating.&lt;br /&gt;Then I couldn't take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whyyy does everyone want boys OMG!&gt;?!?! argh! Whats wrong with us daughters? Are only sons worthy of praise? This Isn't fair!!!" :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back to sitting, listening and eating...&lt;br /&gt;because there are some things you cannot change- like the fact that everyone wants sons and no daughters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-sk00n =^.^=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps- what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-2620827784807646352?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/2620827784807646352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=2620827784807646352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2620827784807646352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/2620827784807646352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-this-racism.html' title='This is so unfair!!! :O'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-5975864888177938426</id><published>2007-01-25T01:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:55:56.632+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imam Hussain (AS)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moharram'/><title type='text'>Moharram 1428</title><content type='html'>Salaam Aleikum,&lt;br /&gt;A'zamallah Ujoorana Wa Ujoorakum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Holy Prophet (S.A.W.) said: Surely, there exists in the hearts of the Mu'mineen, with respect to the martyrdom of Husain (A.S.), a heat that never subsides.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 years have passed by; generations have passed by since the sacrifice of Syed As Shuhadaa' Imam Hussain (as) for Islam and it is still being remembered; and will continue to be remembered forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest condolences to my 12th Imam al Mahdi (atf), and to all Muslim brothers and sisters, on this great sacrifice of Imam Hussain (as) in Karbala, and congratulate you on a revolution which has blessed us with so many bounties and lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassalaam,&lt;br /&gt;Sk00n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-5975864888177938426?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5975864888177938426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=5975864888177938426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5975864888177938426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5975864888177938426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/01/moharram-1428.html' title='Moharram 1428'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-4061448413416829116</id><published>2007-01-04T15:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:33:14.321+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2007</title><content type='html'>The start of this New Year was one of the best for me ...&lt;br /&gt;I was in the Haram of Imam Hussain (AS) and we ladies had just gotten permission to do ziyarat of the mens side where Hazrat Ali Akber was buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip to Kerbala was really an amazing one. We had really nice people with us- very cooperative, and Meer Hasan had joined us too so we had a lot of azadari too and wonderful nauhas, We got to clean the zari, the floors and the walls of the shrine of Imam Ali (AS)!!!&lt;br /&gt;and then Saddam's exection ... oh you should've seen the joy on the faces of the Iraqis there!&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, got back on the 1st and Im missing it already :/&lt;br /&gt;And thats it, the hols are almost over .. madressa starts on the 6th and school will start the next day. :(&lt;br /&gt;waaaahhhh... I dont wanna go back to school!&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanndd ... Eid E Ghadeer is coming up and after zat, Moharram- Majlis, Matam and Knowledge for 2 whole months!!&lt;br /&gt;InshaAllah this new year will go well.&lt;br /&gt;Eid Mubarak and Happy New Year to everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasslaaam!&lt;br /&gt;Skoon :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-4061448413416829116?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/4061448413416829116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=4061448413416829116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4061448413416829116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/4061448413416829116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2007/01/year-2007.html' title='Year 2007'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-5493627134885471681</id><published>2006-12-18T18:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:52:58.961+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Examaan khatam</title><content type='html'>Yayyyyyyy Ze exams are over :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;theres so much i have to do ... read so many books, watch so many books, buy so much stuff!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Watch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over The Hedge&lt;br /&gt;Dhoom 2&lt;br /&gt;Kabul Express&lt;br /&gt;The DaVinci Code&lt;br /&gt;City Of Angels&lt;br /&gt;Rang De Basanti&lt;br /&gt;Nacho Libre&lt;br /&gt;The Devil Wears prada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Read:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;Memoirs Of A Geisha by Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;Pride And Prejudice (unabridged) by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Demons by Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;Confessions Of Max Trivoli by Andrew Sean Greer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;currently reading:&lt;/strong&gt; Mayada, Daughter Of Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh ... finally I can do some good reading in the holiday .. hmmm :]&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, apart from watching movies and reading books, I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to finish the 'The Kerbala Diaries' blog ... :O theres SO MUCH more to blog.&lt;br /&gt;and that too, finish before the 25th cause I'm leaving again for Iraq that day.&lt;br /&gt;Oi, and tomorrow I'm going to by a new pair of Converse :O :O :O then I'll have 2 pairs!&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-5493627134885471681?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/5493627134885471681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=5493627134885471681' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5493627134885471681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/5493627134885471681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/12/examaan-khatam.html' title='Examaan khatam'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-116392677906667328</id><published>2006-11-19T12:59:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T19:52:50.520+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okay so today in the schools computer lab ... we were sitting free but the teacher isnt let us go on the internet and she kept telling us to practise MS Access. We've practised it soo much i can make a database and form and all that in like 5 minutes. Thats how good we've become ..yeah!&lt;br /&gt;So me and Khadijah (the girl who was sitting next to me) were getting bored and we didnt have anything to do so we had a conversation on MS Word :D&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Purple is me and grey is Khadijah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay :]&lt;br /&gt;Hi khadijah how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Iam fine wat abt u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Im fine too … so whats up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nm wat abt u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmm nothing much trying to go on the internet without the teacher finding out hehe …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hmmm welll iam sitting beside u nd I can see tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;Are you really there I cant see you o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well u already have 4 eyes now how many u ned&lt;strong&gt; (i wear glasses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Youre so small and minute I think ill have to use a magnifying glass &lt;strong&gt;(shes actually NOT small and minute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fbgrhy5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What the hell is THAT ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fbgrhy5 dunt u know numbers nd alphatbeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeah but what are you trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Iam trying to full fill ur wish as u asked me to type so I typed tats so simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhhhh so youre that genie I e-mailed last week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Badtameez! *slap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sakina has left the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Khadijah has left the conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lol ... so yeah thats what happened today ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i so badly wanted to go online ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and i did without her noticing me, its just this good feeling of disobeying a teacher :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;jkes jkes hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-116392677906667328?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/116392677906667328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=116392677906667328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116392677906667328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116392677906667328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-so-today-in-schools-computer-lab.html' title=''/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-116249457608627432</id><published>2006-11-02T21:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:51:33.520+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malyali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fears'/><title type='text'>Fears that i have :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Malyali song that i learnt :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enda da korangacha, chandi ithra thenjadu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hey mr Monkey Man, why is your bum so red?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandyill thooran poyappol nerakkamuthiri nerangi njan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I went for a shit to madras and scratched it till it bled)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice, no? Its sort of rude though lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading this nice article about fear ...&lt;br /&gt;and the guy said that Humans are born with only two fears: the fear of loud noises, and unexpected removal of support or falling! All other fears are learned or developed....&lt;br /&gt;cool innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on this other website there was a whole list of fears! (&lt;a href="http://www.phobialist.com/reverse.html"&gt;http://www.phobialist.com/reverse.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of the fears that i have ... :&lt;br /&gt;Anything new- &lt;strong&gt;Neophobia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy, crawly things- &lt;strong&gt;Herpetophobia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being forgotten- &lt;strong&gt;Athazagoraphobia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosebleeds- &lt;strong&gt;Epistaxiophobia. &lt;/strong&gt;i get a lot of nosebleeds :( so naturally i fear getting them&lt;br /&gt;Parents-in-law- &lt;strong&gt;Soceraphobia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of having committted an unpardonable sin- &lt;strong&gt;Enosiophobia or Enissophobia&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what are yours? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-116249457608627432?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/116249457608627432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=116249457608627432' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116249457608627432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116249457608627432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/11/fears-that-i-have.html' title='Fears that i have :]'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-116143397407306207</id><published>2006-10-21T15:41:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:19:03.880+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Hols and my Angrezi :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I think my angrezi has improved :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we were asked to write this essay on cycling ... and the is SUCH a boring topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but we had to and my teacher liked it :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;its still not that good though ... it still sort of sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Thursday was the last day of school! yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but we had fun .... all the teachers gave us free periods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we didnt really make any plans though ... dunno. not this year :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;aweee ... im going to Syria in these hols!!! for 5 days :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sana is coming too and so is Muneer Uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;fun fun fun i cannot wait ... i havent been to Syria for so long.  for like 2 years i was starting to miss it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;on Thursday i went for Dua E Kumail to some Irani aunty's house with Sana and her sis and it was great ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i love the way Iranis recite Duas :D they have such a cute accent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we got home at about 1 am and ghar pe we were having Shab E Dua .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;when we reached the majlis was going on and after that we recited Joshan E kabeer and then Dua E Kumail again. After that I had sehri, did namaaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and when to sleep :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;the next day i woke up at 3 (duh!) i was still sort of sleepy :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;at around 4 we had to go to someones house for iftaari ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;they were Afrikan khojas so they had this Afrikan juice which was khatta khatta and it was sooo yummy. i had like 2 whole glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and then we visited Rashid Mamu who lives in the same area... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;later daddy dropped me at Quseis Imambargah ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;from there at about 11:30 we (Sana and me) went to Sabirah Aunty's house for the Charity Bazaar .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it was awesome and we had lots of fun. first we played the games for like two hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and then had something to eat ...  and then went back to playing games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;after a while everyone had to go to the stage cause there was gonna be a drama .. it was so nice ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sana was still playing the games and then she goes 'you dont want to eat?' i was starting to feel sorta hungry so we went and got the barbecue ka meal :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and then Shakira aunty comes and she like 'you dont want to buy anything from my stall?' so i got Chicken Pastries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;After we finished eating .. i saw this reallllyyyyy cuuttee cake stall OMEGAWD those cakes were soo cute!!! ^_^ so i got cupcakes for me, Zakeeya and Zaira (just 3) i regret it. i shouldve taken way more .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;uskey baad i wanted to buy more stuff ... so i got the board game 'steps to Jannah' its an awesome game ages 8+ its about Imam E Zamana (ATFS) and its like monopoly and instead of money its got Sawaab cool innit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;then i got some meethey pans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;um and i got this cute cellphone charm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;anndd i got these really awesome hand-made eid cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;thats about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;omg thats all!??! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i dint really buy much stuff but my money got khatam jaldi ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;mission accomplished! w00h!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we left at about 3:00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and it was really late so Sanas mom called and asked my mom if i could stay over so she said okay ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;on the way back Sana was feeling hungry again so we stopped at McDonalds ... Sana got a Big Mac and i got a Double CheeseBurger :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we got home at about 3:30 had our sehri, prayed and went to sleep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it was a fun day! fun fun fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and todayyy is Saturday and the majlis is gonna start :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i still have to do the farsh ch ch ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;oh well my plan for today issss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;im not going to Quseis today for the prize distribution .. cause i know im not getting anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so after Iftaari Me and Zizi will take Zakeeya, Zaira, Danu &amp; Fatti to the park for a picnic ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cool na? the weather isnt very nice or anything ... but i guess it wont matter cause we'll be enjoying! and anyways, ive wanted to take the kids out for a picnic or a movie ....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Teddy Bears Picnic Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;If you go out in the woods today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;You're sure of a big surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;If you go out in the woods today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;You'd better go in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;For every bear that ever there was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Will gather there for certain, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picnic time for teddy bears,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little teddy bears are having a lovely time today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch them, catch them unawares,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And see them picnic on their holiday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See them gaily dance about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They love to play and shout.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And never have any cares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At six o'clock their mommies and daddies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will take them home to bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because they're tired little teddy bears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;If you go out in the woods today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;You'd better not go alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;It's lovely out in the woods today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;But safer to stay at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;For every bear that ever there was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Will gather there for certain, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Every teddy bear, that's been good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Is sure of a treat today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;There's lots of wonderful things to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;And wonderful games to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Beneath the trees, where nobody sees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;They'll hide and seek as long as they please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHORUS &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/27936125-116143397407306207?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/116143397407306207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=116143397407306207' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116143397407306207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116143397407306207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/10/eid-hols-and-my-angrezi-d.html' title='Eid Hols and my Angrezi :D'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-116085206054358286</id><published>2006-10-14T22:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:35:31.676+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Haider!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"O men and women! Allah is my Mawla. I am the mawla of the faithfuls. I have a clear authority over their souls, And of whomsoever I am the mawla, Ali is his mawla. O Allah! Love him who loves Ali, hate him who hates Ali."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The words of the Prophet echoed throughout the masses on the day when Islam was perfected on the plains of Ghadeer. The successor of the Prophet [pbuh] was no other than Imam Ali ,a man who was the commander of the faithfuls, the door to the city of knowledge and the first illuminary of the Divine leadership. The companions pledged their allegiance to him as their leader after the Prophet of Islam .. But what happened after the demise of the Prophet was a sad reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The pledge broken and forgotten... The Leadership taken away from its rightful owner... And the door to the house of Lady Fatima [sa], where the Prophet of Islam would come and send salutations on the People of the House, was burnt.. Son of Fatima [sa], Mohsin was martyred before even being born.. The brother of the Prophet was dragged from his house with his hands tied.. Imagine O followers of the Ahl ul Bayt [as] the tragedies he had witness in only a few weeks or so after the demise of the Prophet ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And then came that hour when his wife Lady Fatima (sa) also departed from this world.. The rose of Mohammad [pbuh] that shared his fragrance with the world departed from this world weakened and withered..The husband of this great Lady remained patient in this hour of sorrow.. He buried her in a place which remains hidden and that hidden grave is what the lovers of Fatima seek.. O my Master Al Mahdi [ajtf] hasten so you may reveal the grave of your Grandmother and bring peace to the hearts of the lovers of Ahl ul Bayt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tragedies and sorrow fell upon him continously yet he remained steadfast and had faith in Allah. To Him he turned in time of sorrow and in time of need.. To Him he spoke about his loss and his sorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And then came the 19th night of the month of Ramadan..Darkness and sorrow had descended upon the city of Kufa. My Imam leaves his house, the cries of the birds could be heard out aloud it was as if everything in the nature knew what was to happen.. The call of prayers sounds in the alleys of Kufa, the inhabitants gather for the morning prayers.. Imam Ali leads the prayers and while he is in prostration to his Lord, the posionous sword struck the head of the Imam and he calls out in satisfaction to his Lord: فزت ورب الكعبة (By the Lord of Ka'bah, I have succeeded).. At that moment a voice echoed from the heavens above..the earth shook, it was like the whole world had fallen in grief for the loss of this great man. The people of Kufa gathered around the house of the Imam [as], lamenting and crying for a man who looked after them so affectionately now is on the verge of leaving them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He instructs his last will to his son Al Hasan , and gives him the authority of the Imamat. He bids farewell to Lady Zainab and Lady Umme Kulsoom and to Al Abbas and Al Husayn while in his eyes reminiscing about the events that is to follow his martyrdom, the event where his son Al Hasan will be poisoned and he would be martyred twice, the events of Karbala and of Kufa and Damascus, events where his daughters will be bought to the palace of the oppressor with no veils on their heads and their hands tied. O followers of Ahl ul Bayt imagine the grief of this departing father, he endured every sorrow with patience and faith in Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And then that hour came when the first light of the Imamat was extinguished, when another member of the family of Ahl ul Bayt departed this world. The children of Mohammad were orphans, grief had once again struck the People of the House...The followers wept as the news spread about his martyrdom among the people of Kufa.. It was like as if the whole city had been orphaned in a night... In the heavens the angels lamented, the Prophet is in sorrow and sadness, Lady Fatima [sa] cried for her beloved husband... And today my Imam, my master Al Mahdi [ajtf] cries tears of blood at times on the plains of Karbala, at times amongst the ruins of Askariya, at times amongst the pilgrims of Najaf and at times on the hidden grave of Fatima [sa]..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ya Sayedi! ya Imam!O my master, O my mawla return for the winds of Najaf cry for justice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ya Mahdi Adrikni.. Ya Abu Saleh Adrikni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^i read that on ShiaChat and i really liked it ... written by bro 'A Follower'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i went to a majlis today ... and i usually dont cry in the masaib or anything i didnt this time either but during the maatam i started crying and then i started missing Kerbala and Najaf and i remembered masjid e Kufa and the majlis we had when it was all empty ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i started crying even more and really really wanted to go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i would do anything to go back right now :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;theyre showing Najaf, live on Al Furat and i SO BADLY want to be there right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something else i found on ShiaChat ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a poem this time by sis Hellotoyou:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The day has gone and a light can be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm tracing the footsteps of Imam Al Mutaqeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ya Rahmaaaaaaan Ali lowers his head to prostrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;No fear in his heart, yaseen on his lips he knows his fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The night is cold and the moon is suddenly shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Even the sky is kissing the leader of the faithful goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Be Wilayati Ka YA ALI YA ALI How humble, how devoted, how submissive is ALI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How brave, how courageous, how daring is ALI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Those who stood infront of Ali did not dare defy the will of Allah (SWT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A strike from Ali is worth more than the worship from now till Qayamah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can suddenly hear Kufa, "Qad Qaamatis Salaaaaaaaah" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The masjid is silent and engaged in prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hidden in the shadows is a deceitful slayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Allah Hu Akbar................Ali completed his wudhoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Stand again.......... only to go into rukoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To our creator we submit and to him we concede &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ali bent down to perform his last deed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the heart of Bibi Zainab beating in grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the sword of Ibne Muljim rose upon the head of the wali and our belief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the orphans that would be Imam Hassan and Imam Hussain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;knowing that he will be lying on arrows on kerbalas hot and sandy plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the fateful strike came down and the sword turned to red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ali in sajdah, did not rise and this is what he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;By the Lord of the Ka'bah, I have succeeded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;AS the coward ran, "Allah SWT it is only to you I have pleaded"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Take me to Kawther, so I may stand infront of your shah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So I can bow and say "As Salam Alayka Ya Rasoolullah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Inna Lillahi Wa Inna Ilay hi Rajeeon Look at the sky!! and its half dipped red blooded moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Echoes from medina OH MY BELOVED ALI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kabaa has split once more OH MY BELOVED ALI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for blood has been spilled and masjid e kufa is empty and bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jibrael is crying....Oh master of redemption Oh master of prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Where is that noor that lifted khaybar and rose his zulfiqaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Where is the charging lion of god, Ya Haider E Karrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Where is the commander of the faithful, Ameer Al Mo'meneen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can hear the cries from heaven, Peace be upon you Ya Syedata Tinisail Alameen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Allah Huma An Qatalal Ameerul Mo'meneen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;May Allah SWT forever curse the enemies of the Ahlulbayt!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this poem really bought tears to my eyes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its sort of long but it sooooo BEAUTIFUL :'( :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss Najaf even more now&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/27936125-116085206054358286?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/116085206054358286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=116085206054358286' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116085206054358286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116085206054358286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/10/ya-haider.html' title='Ya Haider!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-116056842295587926</id><published>2006-10-11T15:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:07:02.996+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stab Stab, Youre Dead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so today in school the day went pretty good ... pretty normal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;until we went to our buses ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone came and told us that there was an attempted murder in school!!! :O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was so shocked ... i didnt believe her at first ... i mean something like this in our schoool?!?!!?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;right so ... it happened in the morning in Bus no 33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a 9th grade guy stabbed a guy in the 10th in his stomach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They were in some sort of fight since 3 days and today this guy brings a knife to school ... gives him a cut on his hand and neck then stabs him in the stomach ... throws the knife on the conductors seat and runs out of the bus LAUGHING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats the reason why the bus came so late ... a girl in my class came in the 2nd period but she didnt tell us about this she told us that the bus had an accident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the guy who got stabbed is in the hospital now and the other one was taken away by the cops :/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know if this is true or if the people were exaggerating . one of the girls said that there was blood on the bus... inside and on the floor and that there was blood on the conductors shirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeeez i cant even imagine something like that happening... that too in front of everyone and in front of the little KG kids ... ugh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that guy probably had a mental problem or something ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i mean he was laughing after stabbing that guy ?@&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the school was hiding it from everyone ... yeah AS IF no one was gonna find out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone knows about it now ... it might come in the papers tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im still so shocked and well it soooo sad omg :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-116056842295587926?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/116056842295587926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=116056842295587926' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116056842295587926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/116056842295587926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/10/stab-stab-youre-dead.html' title='Stab Stab, Youre Dead!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115903579606261388</id><published>2006-09-23T22:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:51:55.360+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Kareem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="198" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l229/Kerbala/ramadan_devil1.jpg" width="300" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salaam Aleikum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ramadhan has started today in Dubai ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;so yeah &lt;strong&gt;Ramadhan Kareem&lt;/strong&gt; everyone! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;hope everyone has an awesome ramadhan! and may everyones prayers be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;answered and sins forgiven, InshaAllah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;remember tis the month when your thawaab is multiplied by a hundred times (and so are your gunaahs!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i havent blogged for so long ... so heres news :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*school has started and now im in the 10th grade *proud* -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and we have just 3 new kids in class ... its all the same nothing has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;changed much except for a few teachers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;now that Ramadhan has started school is gonna start late &amp;amp; finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;early yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*and madressa has started too ... but now we're 'Sr. 5' were not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;'teachers training (2nd year)' anymore :( yeah hehe but whatever ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and we have this really nice new teacher ... shes cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*got back from Iraq last Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;it was great and we did ziyarat really araam sei and it was Shaban so we even had meelads and stuff ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and it was a beautiful sight on the Shab of 15th Shaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;and the worst news of all ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;life has become just the same ... back to the same old boring routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;THIS SUCKS!!! :( :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;khair ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ramadhan Kareem once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Wassalaam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;skoon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115903579606261388?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115903579606261388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115903579606261388' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115903579606261388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115903579606261388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadhan-kareem.html' title='Ramadhan Kareem!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115723716658262492</id><published>2006-09-03T02:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:46:06.606+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to gooo :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Salaam! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;We're leaving for Iraq in less than 12 hours!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;I can hardly wait ... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;but im sooooooo tired ... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;btw .. aik bad news hai aur aik good news hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first the bad news:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Sadaf Aapa isnt coming :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;she was sooooo sad.. tch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;I said ke InshaAllah she can come next year with me &amp; Nabbu :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;now the good news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;This uncle openofied a net cafe in the hotel .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;so now i can blog from there! *wub* (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kerbala.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;http://kerbala.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;cool innit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;yep that IS it ... i wont blog here anymore... not until i come back from Iraq &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Ima blog on 'The Kerbala Diaries' so keeeep watching tha space! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Wassalaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;sk00n :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115723716658262492?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115723716658262492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115723716658262492' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115723716658262492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115723716658262492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-to-gooo-p.html' title='Time to gooo :P'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115642733906305699</id><published>2006-08-24T17:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:51:11.346+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big houses and Hummers :]</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog about this yesterday but my computer crashed :(&lt;br /&gt;im sitting here in this noisy comouter institute 'blogging'? :O&lt;br /&gt;yep ... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways ...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we were in the car on our way to the airport cause we had to pick someone up ...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway ... i was talking to Zakeeya my 6 yr old neice ... and you know how six year old kids are ... they always want you to repeat the same old boring things ...&lt;br /&gt;and she started talking about something which we talked about a loooonnnggg time ago so heres how the conversation went (it went pretty far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : hey phuphu remember ... when we all grow up we will buy Hummers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : hmm yeah we will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd decided mine was gonna be yellow, hers red, Zaira's (neice no2) black, Rabab's (neice no3) white ... by the way Zaira is 1 and Rabab is just 5 months ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : Well have the same number plates okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : okay .. hows 7878?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : no 333?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : naw 9547&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : nooo 3806&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: wait .. hows 110?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : okay good! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we got carried away ... EVEN ME!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : acha phuphu where we live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : we'll buy a big apartment and we'll all live together all 4 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yah yah ... but what about our children?&lt;/span&gt; (LOL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : you want children ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : 10  *shows 10 fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : thats too much ... 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : not more than 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : because we have to work and even our husbands will work who will look after our children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yeah yeah *nods head* youre right ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : okay so when we work right ... well save up sooooooooo much money ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: and when we get rich ... we'll do some chota mota job and go shopping everyday ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : but i want to teach ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : then you wont get to go shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : *is quiet ... * okay i wont teach ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: mm good see then when we are rich you can get married and have 10 children okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : Yeah yeah *big smile* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: hmm then if we have sooo many children then our house will be so small ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yeah well buy a villa ... with 2 floors!!! and stairs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: okay thats a good idea and when out children become 13 .. we'll buy them a house next to ours ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yeah if its vacant (lol) ... okay finish na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : yeah and we lived happily ever after :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : yeah but how will we remember this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : write it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zakeeya : okay ... ill hide it in my perfume box ... and when someone asks me .. 'what is that' ill; tell them 'nothing very special' okay? *excited grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol yeah so that was it ...&lt;br /&gt;haha .. &lt;br /&gt;lets hope all this come true lol ;]&lt;br /&gt;-Sakina :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115642733906305699?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115642733906305699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115642733906305699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115642733906305699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115642733906305699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-houses-and-hummers.html' title='Big houses and Hummers :]'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115617562364089223</id><published>2006-08-21T19:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:55:51.756+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Blog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I havent blogged for soooo long ... well lotsa stuff has happened while i wasnt blogging :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ... it figures that the bareeze ka kapra was too less for a gharara so im making one out of my moms Sari instead :] its pink too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah ... its as pretty as the Bareeze ka kapra ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways GUESS WHAT?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my dad got a PMP (portable media player)!!! *excited scream* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i can even watch movies on it :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yesterday i went to Bhaijaan's new clinic ... (hes opening his own ... cool innit?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its looks liek sooo awesome ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The reception .. is lemon &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yellow/green-ish&lt;/span&gt;, his office is 2 shades of blue and his 'operation room' is grey and orange &amp;amp; grey! its my favourite room :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and the chair looks so awesome cause its &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; too ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ill post pics of it when its all done ... :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Sakina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115617562364089223?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115617562364089223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115617562364089223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115617562364089223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115617562364089223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time No Blog :)'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115567443067840359</id><published>2006-08-16T00:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:17:36.460+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little About Me ... random :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was getting bored to death so ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Restaurant: McDonalds, Pizza Hut, Halab Al Shahba, Sadaf, Chowken Palace (summin like that its a chinese restaurant) and uhh ... yep that all i guess ... lol ... i dont care about the restaurant .. just the food has to be good ;]&lt;br /&gt;me is a food lover so ill eat anything ... except for fish *squeez*&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends: Sana &amp; Hanah&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Istanbul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: 6:30 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Day of the week: Saturday ...&lt;br /&gt;3. Color crayon: Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you talked to that goes/went to your school: Hanah&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: Sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3.Text: Hanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Person who Instant Messaged: Sabeeka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. What are you doing now: Practising CorelDraw :]&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing: clothes.. duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: August 17th. . tis a Thursday&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: not really&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: dunno ... uhh ... lose weight :? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Dislikes about tomorrow: none ... Thursdays my favourite day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAVORITE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: 5&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: I dont listen to songs anymore! :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Color: Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing Someone: hmm yeah ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: Pizza! :O seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUE/FALSE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a cuddler: True&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person: naw .. but im not a 'night' person either :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am a perfectionist: nope ... not at all&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: yeahhh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am currently in heart: lol noo&lt;br /&gt;I am left handed: i wish i was ... :/ i heard they have neater handwriting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am currently in my pajamas: yep&lt;br /&gt;I am currentely pregnant: no&lt;br /&gt;I am currently suffering from a broken heart: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am addicted to Blogging: yep&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: more like 20/7&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: no not really&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid at times: not 'at times' .. all the time :D  jk&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a crush on someone: no ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I currently regret something that I have done: just a couple of things&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy country music: no it sucks&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: not really ...&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: umm depends on which subject im being taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have a hidden talent: maybe.. how will i know it exists if it is hidden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have a lot to learn: oh yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone? no not currently&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends has the worst temper? Sakina&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? loads of times ... ive thrown food, teddy bears, pillows, keys, the keyboard, cellphones ...you name it!&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever had something thrown at you? umm yeah ... a few times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. When you’re mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream? yell and scream loudly ... and then give the person a long talk :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXCITEMENT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party for you? no ... never :(&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you easily excited? very much&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you most excited about? roght now ... going to Kerbala!&lt;br /&gt;4. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought? A new Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. If you could have anything right now what would it be? Pizza ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELF-DISCOVERY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: Sakina&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were you born? in a hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. What’s your main goal in life? I dont really have a 'main' goal ... i have manyyyy&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you want to die? A Shaheed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DREAMS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your latest dream? hmm .. dont remember&lt;br /&gt;2. Have any of your dreams come true? hardly any&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the weirdest dream you’ve ever had? can’t tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONAL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have a bf/gf? nope&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush? not currently&lt;br /&gt;3. What color shirt are you wearing? blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Name one thing that you do everyday? brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;5. What color are your walls? white :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. How much cash do you have on you right now? 30 dhs or summin&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you saw your dad? in the morning ... except tht he was asleep :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8. What did you have for dinner last night? i had choley and Kafte ka salan .. had to go for koondey&lt;br /&gt;9. What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone? a pair of jeans from Sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10. Does anything hurt on your body right now? my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Have you ever failed a class? no never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Have you ever sung in front of a crowd? not in this life&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever not taken a shower for 3 days? uhh yeah :D lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Have you ever slept with a night light? nope&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever danced in the rain? yeahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Have you ever lied? yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. Have you ever had contacts? yeppp&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever tripped over something stupid? just a million times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115567443067840359?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115567443067840359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115567443067840359' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115567443067840359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115567443067840359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/little-about-me-random.html' title='A Little About Me ... random :/'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115522125337922183</id><published>2006-08-10T18:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:47:33.380+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;a funny comic strip i found somewhere on the net =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/drinking1rz5B15D.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/27936125-115522125337922183?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115522125337922183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115522125337922183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115522125337922183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115522125337922183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/drinking-problem.html' title='Drinking Problem'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115481551404141919</id><published>2006-08-06T01:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T02:05:14.056+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bareeze =0 &lt;333</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I went kapre shopping today ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;for my gharara .. for Jashn E Masoomeen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Its coming up .. on 25th August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so first we went to Regal and we found this awesome brocade ka kapra! it was sooo pretty ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but then I suggested ke lets go check out Bareeze ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and uhhh there was this pink suit which was sooooooooo pretty i just HAD to have it =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it was pink and it had all these pretty beads and everything ... its a little too pink .. but I got it anyway ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;cause i dont have a lot of pinks =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and i was all happy and i wanted to have chillo kabab =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so we had dinner at Sadaf .. .. .. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and then we had to go to the airport to pick up this maulana ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;anyway ... when we got there we found out the flight was gonna be late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;liek an hour!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and we waited and waited and waited ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;my mom got tired so we came back home =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me dads gone to get the maulana now ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;poor daddy ... his knee was hurting and he still came back to Sharjah to drop us home &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ooohhh ... guess who i met at the airport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Masooma! she was coming back fom Pakistan ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hmm ... she looked taller =0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;everyones looking taller except for me *sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-Sakina =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115481551404141919?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115481551404141919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115481551404141919' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115481551404141919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115481551404141919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/bareeze-0-333.html' title='Bareeze =0 &lt;333'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115468996268690613</id><published>2006-08-04T14:51:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:25:49.033+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/normal_PDVD_1586.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanah's influence on me is not good .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;=O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;now im addicted to Harry Potter =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not that i don't like it ... I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but any kind of addiction is not good ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oki so ima post random Harry Potter stuff in this entry =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse or Generally Scare Lord Voldemort (there are actually 121 =0 .. but these are my favourites!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ask him why he 'doesn't have such a cool scar?'&lt;br /&gt;-Call him 'The-Man-Who-Let-the-Boy-Live.'&lt;br /&gt;-Magic-marker Potter-style glasses on him while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;-Get a pair of finger puppets closely resembling himself and Harry Potter. Re-enact all of Harry's victories over him in a spectacularly childish way. Be sure to give them both squeaky voices.&lt;br /&gt;-Buy him a stress ball.&lt;br /&gt;-Say he 'looked better under the turban.'&lt;br /&gt;-'Imperio' his Death Eaters into a rousing chorus of 'All Things Bright And Beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;-Paint all the Death Eater masks with bright colours and glitter.&lt;br /&gt;-Hide his teddy bear. That ALWAYS makes him cry.&lt;br /&gt;-Make vague allusions to Harry Potter being his son.&lt;br /&gt;-Cuddle him at random moments.&lt;br /&gt;-Throw biscuits at him. Constantly.&lt;br /&gt;-Three words: Potter Puppet Pals.&lt;br /&gt;-Paint his fingernails hot pink while he's sleeping, then place a permanent sticking charm on them so he can't remove the color.&lt;br /&gt;-Whenever you look at him cover your eyes with your hands and scream "IT BURNS!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MuggleNet is cool &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yeah its obvious ... im not addicted but i want to be =0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Sakina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115468996268690613?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115468996268690613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115468996268690613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115468996268690613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115468996268690613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/08/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115417805786358348</id><published>2006-07-29T16:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:46:00.273+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerbala is Jannah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http://ziarat.yazehra.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, I was watching the Kerbala ka video ... which i took last year on Arba'een ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its been a whole year since i last went for Ziyarat =[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss it ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inshallah Im going to Kerbala this year for 15th Shabaan .. *yay*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant wait ... its a totally different experience ... going to Kerbala and being able to do Ziyarat of the Shrine of Imam Hussein (AS) .. PLUS we're going by ship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it certainly IS Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're leaving on 3rd Sept and coming back on the 17th ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so ill be missing a week of school ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay ... so i ususally write ALOT in my diary when i go there ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so Inshallah inshallah im gonna make a new blog ... for the Kerbala ke trips ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its title will be 'The Kerbala Diaries'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice na? any other ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im gonna be posting in it before we leave for Kerbala ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y'know ... counting the days and how much im waiting .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if i find a net cafe there i will try to post FROM Kerbala ... &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah pray that this idea works out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and MAYBE ... Sana will be a contributor in the blog ... IF she agrees =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay i made the kerbala ka blog! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kerbala.blogspot.com"&gt;The Kerbala Diaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115417805786358348?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115417805786358348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115417805786358348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115417805786358348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115417805786358348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/07/kerbala-is-jannah.html' title='Kerbala is Jannah!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115261036052148220</id><published>2006-07-11T13:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:32:40.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was Saddam's prisoner</title><content type='html'>Extracts from different sections of the book: 'I was Saddam's Prisoner' by Abu Jameel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....The poet once came back from the Muhqqiq badly shaken. His face red from the slaps and blows, his front tooth broken. The pyjama showed blood, for he had been mercilessly kicked in his testicles. In an hour and a half of incessant questioning, no respite was given to him as various modes of punishment were meted out one after the other. He was given a shock treatment, which sent him flying from the chair like fish out of water, tottering to the floor semi-conscious. All this because he was asked to recite few verses of his own to amuse the Muhqqiq. Call it an audacity or foolhardiness, he chose some of the most provoking lines from his notes, the pointed spikes against the inhuman Ba’thist regime, and recited them with candour that was least expected. The Muhaqqiq flew with rage and then hell broke loose.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================== === &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Here, I met Yusuf, a Syrian Christian who had come to wash his wounds. His chastisement had been the most severe, his wounds most unsightly. Afraid of making any expression by words, lest an eavesdropper overheard me, I made a sympathetic gesture with my eyes to show my feelings. Making a similar gesture, he said: "They say I am a spy, while in fact I am not. I am simple truck driver, regularly plying between Kuwait and Iraq borders. They insist that I must confess. How can I, if I am innocent? I would not, even if they gored my eyes, removing them out of the sockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only punishment he could now envisage, because he had undergone every other kind. In Ghurfa Amaliyyat, Yusuf had been lashed all over the body till he bled profusely and then given a respite for two days. A doctor usually stood by with a card in his hand. When he mutely showed the red ace, it meant danger. It was a signal conveying to the tormentor that the victim had had enough, and would die if punished further. Yusuf could not sleep on Bataniya, because the roughly woven blankets stuck to the raw flesh, and pricked him like needles. When he sat, the loose wool shreds would pull the wounds. If he slept on the bare floor, the cold surface rendered him uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two restless days, Yusuf went to Muhaqqiq again, this time to be treated with electric shocks. With wire ends tied to his fingertips, toes, ear lobes, tongue-tip and glens, enough voltage was generated to send him flying, and down with a thud. Semi-conscious, he was led back to our cell. And exactly after two days, he went downstairs again. His clothes removed, a flame was introduced across his bare chest, down to his stomach and then to the sides of his legs. He came back to the cell in a state, which defies all description. In the following week of respite, his skin peeled off, water, blood and pus oozed out with a revolting stench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ten days, he went without any food or water. Rawi, an Egyptian Christian, sat next to him consoling and tending his wounds. An informer within the cell once managed to convey this to Muhaqqiq and Rawi was summoned and warned. Yusuf must be left alone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://al-islam.org/prisoner/"&gt;more on source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115261036052148220?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115261036052148220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115261036052148220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115261036052148220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115261036052148220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-saddams-prisoner.html' title='I was Saddam&apos;s prisoner'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115255069439560981</id><published>2006-07-10T20:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:58:14.410+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaj ki taaza khabar</title><content type='html'>Guess what i had for lunch today?&lt;br /&gt;PHAT! =[&lt;br /&gt;a whole freakin plate of FAT&lt;br /&gt;White bread and cheessee &lt;br /&gt;ooohh nooooooo *voice fades away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115255069439560981?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115255069439560981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115255069439560981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115255069439560981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115255069439560981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/07/aaj-ki-taaza-khabar.html' title='Aaj ki taaza khabar'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115252472588007804</id><published>2006-07-10T13:37:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:40:25.276+04:00</updated><title type='text'>finals ke pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Italy Vs. France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pics of zizou in the next pos! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2870195699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/1281896341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/180655348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/59538997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/226825987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/424064398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/220411008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/1487857673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/3602159510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/4278146782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/232988234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115252472588007804?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115252472588007804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115252472588007804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115252472588007804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115252472588007804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/07/finals-ke-pics.html' title='finals ke pics!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-115218961026876703</id><published>2006-07-06T16:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T16:40:10.283+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely &amp; Beautiful Cameras!</title><content type='html'>Okay ... so you know ...&lt;br /&gt;I want a freaking new camera!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but hey thats impossible because my parents already gave me more than i deserve&lt;br /&gt;but you never know! my mom might come read this blog and buy me one&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;hah there she stands behind me saying 'No Way'&lt;br /&gt;but im still gonna love these two lovely beatiful  cameras&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* i ding im godda cry ...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/NikonD200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nikon D2000 ... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/NikonD2Xs.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nikon DsXs!!!!!!! &lt;333 OMIGOSH I WANT IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow ... they are beautiful arent they *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-115218961026876703?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/115218961026876703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=115218961026876703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115218961026876703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/115218961026876703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/07/lovely-beautiful-cameras.html' title='Lovely &amp; Beautiful Cameras!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-114844550894990995</id><published>2006-05-24T08:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:38:28.956+04:00</updated><title type='text'>exams in 3 days!!!</title><content type='html'>omg ..&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday ...&lt;br /&gt;and there's only 3 days left =[&lt;br /&gt;khair ... we're in the computer lab and deepa's absent&lt;br /&gt;\yayyyyyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;and pata hai bus mei bhi nahi thi =D&lt;br /&gt;okay so my exams are starting and i am soooooooo scared =[&lt;br /&gt;oh well ... no use ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mufti Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on Sunday ...&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was wearing pretty pretty clothes yay&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing my black monto and jeans with the tie that Tre Cool has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-114844550894990995?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/114844550894990995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=114844550894990995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114844550894990995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114844550894990995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-in-3-days.html' title='exams in 3 days!!!'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-114794693259423506</id><published>2006-05-18T14:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:49:50.730+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day =S</title><content type='html'>Today was sooo awful ...&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a piece of crap ...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so ... blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Floo's A Series of Unfortunate Events:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my nose started bleeding at 2 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;2. when i woke up for madressa my eye was like totally swollen up ... like baw ... and it was itching like hell .... its still itching =(&lt;br /&gt;3. Almost missed my madressa bus&lt;br /&gt;4. the coke i was drinking spilled all over me when the bus took a sudden 'jump'&lt;br /&gt;5. (oh most important) ---&gt; there was a Quran test today ... but i studied for it so yeah&lt;br /&gt;6. We ate more chips packets then we're supposed to ... and got busted ... because they were supposed to be for the teachers and we didnt know&lt;br /&gt;7. my exam was awfuuulll ... im gonna flunk =( ... i know everything so perfectly but then i forgot everything when I was giving it ... =s&lt;br /&gt;8. my eye is still swollen up and still itching like hell ...&lt;br /&gt;9. i've gained 1 kilo!!!&lt;br /&gt;10. i fell asleep on the floor without a pillow and now my hand hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll ... im still thinking of more stuff ,... but yeah i guess thats it&lt;br /&gt;what a perfect bad day =(&lt;br /&gt;blaaawwwhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-114794693259423506?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/114794693259423506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=114794693259423506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114794693259423506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114794693259423506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/05/bad-day-s.html' title='Bad Day =S'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-114740166717662469</id><published>2006-05-12T06:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T08:40:04.386+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Old Stuff (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*muahz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizza baji just got a daughter yesterday [12:30 i guess] Gawd shes such a sweety and she was so tiniiiieeeee !!!&lt;br /&gt;heheh =P&lt;br /&gt;*kissez to Syeda 'something' Fatima [they didnt choose the something part yet =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ... today our classroom was like soooooooo chaotic ... it was like everyone screaming from one end to the other ... hey 'warda' shut up ...'hey maha.... stop it. '&lt;br /&gt;Amna - 'HANZADA stoooppp it hurts&lt;br /&gt;'then the teacher 'GIRLS SHUT UP !!!&lt;br /&gt;'we cant hear her .... hahaha ....&lt;br /&gt;teacher again 'AMNA PUT the basketball DOWN' ...&lt;br /&gt;amna - 'what maam i cant hear you'&lt;br /&gt;teacher - 'I SAID PUT THE BALL DOWN ...&lt;br /&gt;'HAnzada continues to hit her&lt;br /&gt;Amna - 'Hanzada stop it ... maam LOOK' [hits HANZADA BACK]&lt;br /&gt;[Sidra comes and helps Amna - hits Hanzada]&lt;br /&gt;Teacher gets frustated ....nobody listens&lt;br /&gt;we all start laughing our heads off&lt;br /&gt;scene 2 -&lt;br /&gt;LAst PeriodI'm trying to complete geography notes ... cant find my pens ...&lt;br /&gt;me - 'hanzada, black pen - angelica, blue pen - sidra, pencil !!!''jaldi jaldi ive to complete work'&lt;br /&gt;Hanzada - 'Miss Josephfinnnneeeeeee'&lt;br /&gt;Teacher - 'ufff take this girl away from me' =P&lt;br /&gt;Everyone pulls Hanzada away - dosent budge&lt;br /&gt;Warda (the nerd) - Sakina .... whaat are yuoor Anglish marks ... weel you plaese tall me?&lt;br /&gt;Sakina - sorry i didnt get what you said&lt;br /&gt;warda - repeats&lt;br /&gt;sakina- oh k i got 12 i guess&lt;br /&gt;warda - aukay thaank you ... yas Hayam&lt;br /&gt;huyam - my names huyam not hayam&lt;br /&gt;warda - aukay ,... hayum ...&lt;br /&gt;huyam - its HUYAM not hayum or hayam&lt;br /&gt;warda - aukay ... whaut are your Anglish marks......&lt;br /&gt;bleh bleh ... conversation goes on*bell rings*&lt;br /&gt;sakina (me) - OH SHIT ! maaann ... maam ... i couldnt complete the work can i give it on sat&lt;br /&gt;teacher - ok you, zehra, sidra, humeirah and the others give it to me on saturday&lt;br /&gt;sakina - yaaayyy .... *muah* =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ufff .... im so tired ...i .... need ... sleeeeeep .... *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-114740166717662469?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/114740166717662469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=114740166717662469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114740166717662469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114740166717662469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-old-stuff-2.html' title='Some Old Stuff (2)'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-114740139000842848</id><published>2006-05-12T06:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T08:40:28.410+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Old Stuff</title><content type='html'>okay ... this is some old stuff from my old blog ... which i want in this blog to .. cause umm ... dunno blah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lollzzz.... morning madness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well... lets say ... i went to sleep while studying fiqh ... and i was dead tiredso any waywhen my mom woke me up for fajr prayers ...mom - sakina utho chalo nammaz parhna hai !&lt;br /&gt;Sakina - okay ,... magar calculator ka hai (neend mei) ?&lt;br /&gt;mom - calculator kyun hona ?&lt;br /&gt;sakina - mereku pictures dekhna hai&lt;br /&gt;mom - calculater me pictures nai dekhte betaaa&lt;br /&gt;sakina - dekhte mummy !!! mei aapku boli na do bolke !!!&lt;br /&gt;mom - acha ok ok&lt;br /&gt;My mom goes out and gets me the calculator&lt;br /&gt;I had gone to sleep again&lt;br /&gt;mom - yeh lo ... laadi calculator. ab utho namaaz ke liye&lt;br /&gt;sakina - kyun laye calculator ?&lt;br /&gt;mom - tum bole na&lt;br /&gt;sakina - are mummy ... okaaaayyyy&lt;br /&gt;mom - acha ab jao !&lt;br /&gt;sakina - okaay&lt;br /&gt;--- the end ---&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha .... funny ? nooo ... ?&lt;br /&gt;something like this happened to nabeela (madressa friend) too .... we were like i guess studying fiqh makes us go crazyyyiiieee !&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-114740139000842848?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/114740139000842848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=114740139000842848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114740139000842848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114740139000842848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-old-stuff.html' title='Some Old Stuff'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27936125.post-114736328682542351</id><published>2006-05-11T20:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:01:26.836+04:00</updated><title type='text'>aweee</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay ... my new blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check 123 =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27936125-114736328682542351?l=floo-ness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/feeds/114736328682542351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27936125&amp;postID=114736328682542351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114736328682542351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27936125/posts/default/114736328682542351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floo-ness.blogspot.com/2006/05/aweee.html' title='aweee'/><author><name>Floo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03032939983858992824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v669/sk00n/2155407667.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
