<?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-29705621</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:52:45.845+03:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion never stops</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115386777291130862</id><published>2006-07-26T01:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:49:32.923+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she's beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;she's kind..&lt;br /&gt;she's totally upstream..&lt;br /&gt;she is one&lt;br /&gt;of her kind..&lt;br /&gt;like an angel&lt;br /&gt;in my dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/adream.jpg"&gt;A DREAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115386777291130862?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115386777291130862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115386777291130862' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115386777291130862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115386777291130862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/shes-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115378171962378832</id><published>2006-07-25T01:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:55:19.640+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;oh what a sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she didn't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;She died in that darkness&lt;br /&gt;Hearing her mother beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t want to go out&lt;br /&gt;In such a life full of cheats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;i can imagine her growing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;i can imagine her dignified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she would have her brother's sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she would have her mother's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she would be so beatiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she would be much of pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;she didn't cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;i cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115378171962378832?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115369726407750930</id><published>2006-07-24T02:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:27:44.090+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my latest drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;tell me what do u think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/fly2.jpg"&gt;WANNA FLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115369726407750930?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115369726407750930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115369726407750930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115369726407750930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115369726407750930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-latest-drawing-tell-me-what-do-u.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115351477989742464</id><published>2006-07-21T23:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:46:19.920+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I set to the table for supper with my parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;there's nothing but "dead" silence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;everyone holding a conversation of his/her own in their minds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;it's the only time i can realize the sound of the air conditioning running...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;and the TV sound coming in the background from the living room..the sound of some arabic movie that "then" sounds like if they talking a foreign language...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;and that "spoon" music sounds like it'll never end...and for sure the sound of that little knife hurts me in the heart more than a sword can do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;one spoon is down..i raise my head..it's him..he says "al7mdilla" and leave the table..or should i say "the field"...and she starts to clean up the mess after him..like she always do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I clean up my mess..leave..just more terrified of the word "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115351477989742464?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115351477989742464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115351477989742464' title='2 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;A message from the lebanese to the world :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fromisraeltolebanon.org/"&gt;http://www.fromisraeltolebanon.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115325149828593584?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115325149828593584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115325149828593584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115325149828593584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115325149828593584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/lebannon-message-from-lebanese-to.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115323541588038450</id><published>2006-07-18T17:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T18:10:15.893+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A Look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-إلى النجوم...نعم..انه ينظر إلى النجوم..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-لا..أعتقد انه ينظر إلى ابعد من ذلك..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-أبعد؟؟..أين؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-إلى الما لا نهاية&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-أتراه يفتقد أحدا؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-بالتأكيد..شخص مسن مثله..لابد أنه يفتقد الكثيرين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-هل تقصد أبناءه وأحفاده؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-لا لا..أقصد أبعد من ذلك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-انظر كم شخصا تفتقد نهاية كل سنه..واضربها في عدد سنون هذا العجوز&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-معك حق..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-ربما توفيت زوجته قريبا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-هل تعتقد أن هذه نهاية حب؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-ربما&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-لكنه لا يبكي..ولا أرى أثرا للبكاء حتى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-الصدمة قد تتعدى مرحلة البكاء...وبكاء القلب لا يترك أثراً&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-معك حق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-ربما يكون مجرد ضحية من ضحايا الأسهم وفقد عقله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-لا لا...من فقد عقله سيبدو أكثر حيوية..فالعقل أداة كبت أكثر منه أداة تحريك......ولا تقل معك حق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-حسنا حسنا..أنت محق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-هههه..لم لا أذهب وأسأله..ربما يحتاج بعض المساعدة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اقتربت منه..جلست بجانبه...."السلام عليكم" قلتها وابتسامة خفيفة على وجهي&lt;br /&gt;لم يرد ولم يتحرك فيه سوا شعره الخفيف تلعب به نسمات الليل الباردة..نظرت إلى صديقي نظرة تعجب ثم نظرت مجددا إلى عينيه التائهتين وأمسكت بمعصمه أبحث عن شئٍ يتحرك...&lt;br /&gt;تقدم منا صديقي "ما الأمر"...نظرت إليه وقد عرفت الجواب أخيراً "انه يفتقد روحه"&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/29705621-115323541588038450?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115323541588038450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115323541588038450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115323541588038450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115323541588038450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/look.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115306264974772043</id><published>2006-07-16T18:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:17:06.796+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A SIGH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;يا ويل حالي كل ما جالي طاريك&lt;br /&gt;يا ظيم قلبي كل ما باسمك تنادوا&lt;br /&gt;يا طول ليلي من بعد يومك وماضيك&lt;br /&gt;ما انام ليلي والتهي بالملام&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الوم نفسي كيف عيت تراضيك&lt;br /&gt;والوم عيني كيف عيت تشوفك&lt;br /&gt;والوم قلبي كيف يرضى يخليك&lt;br /&gt;والوم روحي على ذاك الخصام&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ياليت عيني ما لمحت يوم(ن) عيونك&lt;br /&gt;وياليت قلبي ماعرف يوم طاريك&lt;br /&gt;وياليت سمعي ما عرف كلمة احبك&lt;br /&gt;وياليت صدري ما عرف معنى الهيام&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أشوفك قبالي وابتسم لك واراضيك&lt;br /&gt;وما انتبه الا وطيفك تلاشى&lt;br /&gt;واقضي باقي الليل على محاريك&lt;br /&gt;واكتشف انك حبيبي منام&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ابوس ايدك كانك تحس باللي يحاتيك&lt;br /&gt;انكان قلبك يقبل الاعتذارات&lt;br /&gt;اعتذر لك ارجع الله يخليك&lt;br /&gt;ارجع لي..بس..ابغى اشوفك وانام&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/29705621-115306264974772043?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115306264974772043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115306264974772043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115306264974772043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115306264974772043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115301741769335271</id><published>2006-07-16T05:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T05:45:45.426+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tagged by&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Doomy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;allah yehdeeha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Time started: 11:25 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Name : A7mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Nickname(s): blushful, elmst7i, ubo 7aya, solomi, zolomi, blue rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*My nickname between my friends: solomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Single or Taken: single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Sex: male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Birthday: sep 12, 1983&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Siblings: 6 older brothers &amp; sisters (4 M,2 F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;* are you the older between your siblings ? no, the youngest *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Hair color: black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Eye color: brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*T-shirt Size: S-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Shoe size: 43-43.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Height: 180 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*What do you look like right now: like a plumber (blue short, white t-shirt &amp;amp; messy hair) :P&lt;br /&gt;*Where do you live: Riyadh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Relationships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Who are your closest friends: 6areg, 3badi, 7emo, 3mr, and my bigger bro Fai9al&lt;br /&gt;*Do you have a bf/gf?: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;* What does friendship means to you?? giving help to succeed through life, giving time to listen when I’m upset, giving advice when I’m wrong and the most important forgive when I do a fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Where is your fav place to shop ?: bossini, GAP, FILA …..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Colors: blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Numbers: 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Food: Italian, Chinese&lt;br /&gt;*Boys name: Fai9al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Girls name: Maha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Subject in school: umm English and sport J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Animal: kittens, turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Drink: espresso, green tea with mint, Holsten(strawberry)&lt;br /&gt;*Veggie: pepper( filfil romy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Fruits: peach, orange, cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Fast food place: hardeez, 44, BAAK,&lt;br /&gt;*Place to visit: Dubai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Month: September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Ice Cream: caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Breakfast: liver (kabdah :/ )&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite cartoon character: Beavis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Favorite Movie character: russel crowe in “beautiful mind”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Bungee jumped: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Broken the law: yes&lt;br /&gt;*Put your tongue on a frozen pole: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Loved someone so much that it made you cry? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Broken a bone: YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Played truth or dare: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been in a physical fight: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been in a police car: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;* been in a plane: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been in a sauna: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been in a hot tub: no&lt;br /&gt;*Swam in the ocean: no&lt;br /&gt;*Fallen asleep in school: yes&lt;br /&gt;*Broken someone's heart: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Cried when someone died: Yeah :’(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*knocked on wood: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Flashed someone: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Lied: alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Laughed so hard you fell off your chair: yeah almost to death :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*sat by the phone all night waiting for a call: yes, and at the end an Indian called by mistake :S&lt;br /&gt;*Saved e-mails: yes&lt;br /&gt;*Wished you were someone else: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been rejected? mmm I think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been in love?: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Used someone: I don’t think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Been cheated on? yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Done something you regret? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Stupidest thing you have ever done: putting a cockroach for the math. Teacher :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Last thing you said: t9b7een 3ala 5air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Last thing you ate: orange and cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Fav. Song: el gloob elsahya -Nawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Worst Thing that has happened to you this year: I always prefer to empty my recycle bin once In a while..so I don’t remmember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you Had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Chicken pox: don’t know actually :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Sore Throat: alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Cold: a lot…I’m at the end of one now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Stitches: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Bloody nose: alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Believe in love at first sight: yes of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Enjoy parks: mm yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Like picnics: yes it’s nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Like school: depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Who is the last person that called you: Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Makes you laugh the most: 7emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Makes you smile a lot: 6areg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*You talked to last: 3badi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*You hugged?: 3mr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*You yelled at: 6alloly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Told you they loved you: alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You/Are You :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Color your hair?: No :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Have piercings: besm ellah 3alay :&lt;br /&gt;*Obsessive: kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Compulsive: for some degree..yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*time finished: 12:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i won't tag anybody..i would feel guilty if i tag any...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115301741769335271?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115301741769335271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115301741769335271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115301741769335271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115301741769335271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/07/tagged-by-doomy-allah-yehdeeha-time.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115163159979040692</id><published>2006-06-30T04:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:39:59.800+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://dearxxx.blogspot.com/"&gt;chocoholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You receive a gift. You open it and say "wow this is exactly what I need. It came in time". What is the gift?&lt;br /&gt; Addidas golden soccer boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Close your eyes, now open them. You are someone else. Who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt; leonardo davinchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You are setting in a coffee shop in the Champs-Elysées. there are five chairs around the table, you set on one, who sets on the other four?&lt;br /&gt;1. Tareq&lt;br /&gt;2. abadi&lt;br /&gt;3. 7emo&lt;br /&gt;4. mmm Avril lavign :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) They give you a chance to appear on T.V for five minutes. Everyone on the planet is watching you, and everyone will believe whatever comes out of your mouth. What will your message be?&lt;br /&gt;if i could talk in the first place i'd go like "aaaa..i'm a7mad:$..u'r all humans..no difference between u..and u don't need to fight each other at all....aaaa...and ya..every girl have to give me a hug :P"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115163159979040692?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115163159979040692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115163159979040692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115163159979040692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115163159979040692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/tagged-by-chocoholic-1-you-receive.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115141490247923701</id><published>2006-06-27T16:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:28:22.486+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Walking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;An activity &lt;span &gt;I’ve&lt;/span&gt; heard about but never pleased to meet..an activity that you only see in movies..and that’s of course bcoz of our lovely hot weather and our dear angry sun here in SA…and I’m giving u a warning here..don’t ever go like “I will try it anyway..a shower is not a problem” coz u will have a big loss if u think about it…u will lose a T-shirt (u will sweat like an Egyptian teacher), u will lose a friend (no deodorant in the world can handle it in that weather..i suggest they do a portable one u put in u’r armpits like those they put in the toilets that sprays automatically every minute), and finally u will lose u’r dignity getting stalked by hay2ah (coz u r guilty until proofing otherwise :@) and the only thing u won’t lose is weight (coz u’ll head directly to Mac or Burger king..and boost urself..it’s always like that).&lt;br /&gt;So..we have to face it..we’r not a “walking” people..we’r a “riding” people..we ride cars in the streets..ride our wives in the house..and at work our bosses ride us..while hay2a ride us all…..it’s all about riding :P:p…&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever thought why the hell they put those big sidewalks in alta7lyah street..did they thought like a creature will fry himself there…everyone is in their cars with the a/c and stereos on, and spinning their radars looking for chicks (although still there r guys putting their radars on “cute boys” YUK :S)&lt;br /&gt;but I finally figured it out..they’r putting those sidewalks just to give more time and bigger chance for guys to flirt girls before they enter a restaurant or a cafe..as if they know how bad we r in that ..good step really..and I hope those tutorials work and we don’t have to hear this “amooot yalfosto8i” things again…&lt;br /&gt;so everybody, if u want to walk get outta here..wherever u go..at least u will be flirted in a good way ;P….&lt;br /&gt;ciao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115141490247923701?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115141490247923701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115141490247923701' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115141490247923701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115141490247923701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/walking-activity-ive-heard-about-but.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115137298122144387</id><published>2006-06-27T04:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T07:30:20.896+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a friend insisted on me to do this test..and i did it for fun..coz i don't believe in those...all their results is applicable to u whatever u say :S...anyway this is my result..i hope it's a good thing..is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffa5b2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're a Playful Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/playful.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and playYou're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a partyOr you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dareAnd you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Kisser Are You?&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/29705621-115137298122144387?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115137298122144387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115137298122144387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115137298122144387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115137298122144387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/friend-insisted-on-me-to-d_115137298122144387.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115056318011314971</id><published>2006-06-17T19:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:53:00.130+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;A Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I always believed that somewhere out there in the world…there is people who is an identical copy of me…sharing the same personality..the same way of thinking..the same way of  communicating..with the same reactions and expressions..almost everything but the outside look…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because my finite mind can’t imagine that every person in the world have his unique personality..or maybe because of that faces I run into through my life where I felt that I’m looking at myself…but anyhow I believe in that what so ever…&lt;br /&gt;you know what?..If someday I met a female identical of me…I will run away..without looking back…and I have my reasons ;)&lt;br /&gt;but my wish is to find one of my male identical and get close to him..to know myself better..and to appreciate every good thing in me that i don't see usually..either that, or maybe I end up by killing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115056318011314971?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115056318011314971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115056318011314971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115056318011314971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115056318011314971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/wish-i-always-believed-that-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115050319403767684</id><published>2006-06-17T03:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T03:13:14.050+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1147/3172/1600/gmrhm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1147/3172/320/gmrhm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone...&lt;br /&gt;seems that it is the national day of cousins...coz i wanted to go out with the guys..and everyone i call tell me that he's out with his cousins and he can't come...&lt;br /&gt;i ended so bored..so frustrated..i needed no more than someone to talk to..so i just grapped my pencil..and drew a chubby laughing girl on a paper...and i talked and laughed with her all night..&lt;br /&gt;i had more fun than anytime :)&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now..she's waiting for me..&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115050319403767684?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115050319403767684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115050319403767684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115050319403767684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115050319403767684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115037393483145414</id><published>2006-06-15T15:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:18:54.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It’s time to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Things I didn’t want to mention&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to give you&lt;br /&gt;A little of my apprehension&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you tell me&lt;br /&gt;That I’m not giving you attention&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you kill our love&lt;br /&gt;And give it much predestination&lt;br /&gt;I love you..&lt;br /&gt;Ya..i love you&lt;br /&gt;But..GOD..u’r putting so much tension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115037393483145414?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115037393483145414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115037393483145414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115037393483145414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115037393483145414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-time-to-tell-you-things-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29705621.post-115032882503634793</id><published>2006-06-15T02:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:48:57.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys...&lt;br /&gt;that's my 1st blog here..and i think that won't make a difference...coz my world is confused..&lt;br /&gt;and i can't tell the difference between beginnings and endings...&lt;br /&gt;GOD..i hate endings..that's why i hate beginnings also..cos without beginning u won't have to end a thing...but however..u already began a life..out of u'r wish..and it will end someday..out of u'r wish too..&lt;br /&gt;i told u my world is confused..and i don't know what i'm saying..but anyhow i began with this blog and i have to end it..&lt;br /&gt;u don't understand a thing??...i hope so...&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29705621-115032882503634793?l=blushful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/feeds/115032882503634793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29705621&amp;postID=115032882503634793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115032882503634793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29705621/posts/default/115032882503634793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blushful.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>blushful®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10950872681769043853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://h1.ripway.com/blushful/tireds.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
