<?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-11057651</id><updated>2012-01-08T03:45:17.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of MY world :)</title><subtitle type='html'>Being crazy is what makes a good artist :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-568318682800048826</id><published>2010-09-11T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T07:21:49.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worlds youngest mom</title><content type='html'>I just discovered that child sexual abuse is really expanding in ways more than i can imagine.Today i read a story which i found weird :S&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A 5 years old mum ,she opened her eyes to the world finding herself a mother of a child while she is still one. I also discovered that there are also many similar stories of other kids giving birth at young age (under 12 years old), in most of the cases these kids were raped by a family member. I don't know how they have the courage and the heart to do such awful stuff? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that one day we would have a better world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find the whole story check this link &lt;br /&gt;http://youngest_mother.tripod.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-568318682800048826?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://youngest_mother.tripod.com/' title='Worlds youngest mom'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/568318682800048826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=568318682800048826&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/568318682800048826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/568318682800048826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2010/09/worlds-youngest-mom.html' title='Worlds youngest mom'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-6306613733061226769</id><published>2010-08-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:06:19.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today for some reason I started to read my blog, it has been almost 3 years since I last wrote anything. I had some kind of inner peace after reading that last post which took me back years ago, to that day when I was excited about my career achievements as if I knew that one day will come and I will fulfil all my dreams. Who knew that the day I read that post again I will be a project manager climbing the steps of that same ladder!! In years to come I will have my own successful business hopefully, and look back at this post with the same enthusiasm as I have now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got married that is another major change in life maybe the best one, I am married to the man of my dreams a man who was always there for me and always raise me up to become better and better ,he &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;encourage me to fulfil all my ambitions and dreams. To this man I say thank you for everything you did to make me the woman I am today.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-6306613733061226769?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/6306613733061226769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=6306613733061226769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/6306613733061226769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/6306613733061226769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-in-time.html' title='Back in time'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-117476722522439175</id><published>2007-03-24T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T14:20:30.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First step ?</title><content type='html'>For climbing every ladder there is always a first step , that's where I guess I am right now , two days ago I was informed that I became a senior architect :) I am surprised but happy about after 8 months of hard work my work is finally appreciated and I have more responsibilities now towards myself and my job. So wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-117476722522439175?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/117476722522439175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=117476722522439175&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/117476722522439175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/117476722522439175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-step.html' title='First step ?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-116775290504748415</id><published>2007-01-02T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T07:48:25.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does the word friend mean?</title><content type='html'>There is a difference between what the word friends used to mean to me 10 years ago and what it means to me now . I guess I passed once through a period that I used to think everyone around me who is good to me can be considered my friend. Was I naive to think that I have plenty of friends who cares for me ? Was it wrong to see a friend in every one of the people surrounding me? Where they real friends but the friendship faded ? Did it fade coz we didn't know how to keep the friendship or coz we where busy living to notice that the friendship was gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am sitting behind my computer the film of my life passing in my mind and I am trying to count my true friends who passed through my life, my true friends who were there for me in good or bad, the ones who really deserve to be called friends, the ones I still have and where not drifted away by the wind of life and its troubles.To be surprised to find our that they are less than the fingers I have in one hand. And I am just so sorry this happened and wondering why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when we were kids we knew what it means to be a friend to someone and we are not paying much attention to it as a grownups? Small things used to mean a lot now big things doesn't mean much? Maybe as grown ups we are more demanding and start expecting many things from our friends ? Maybe we need to act like friends before expecting others to act it? Maybe that's the ans to all my questions? Maybe I just need to go back in time and be a kid again to understand what it means to be true friend!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New  Year everyone :) Hope this year will bring the best of luck and happiness to each and everyone of you .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-116775290504748415?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/116775290504748415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=116775290504748415&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/116775290504748415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/116775290504748415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-does-word-friend-mean.html' title='What does the word friend mean?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-116093834135589233</id><published>2006-10-15T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:32:24.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a big big Girl in a big big world</title><content type='html'>I am sitting behind my computer wondering where I stand in this world. To know where I stand I should define a point where I started. Did it start when I was a baby born with my first cry ? Or was it when I was learning my ABC's as a kid? I remember the times when I really used to work hard on myself in school. It wasn't easy for me to change my school . I remember my first marks when I entered the IGCSE stream it was almost zeros in all subjects, I used to go home crying to my mum telling her  cant handle it anymore I am failing everything almost and she used to cheer me up and encourage me to study hard and tough me that believing in myself and setting a dream and wanting to achieve it is the first step to success . I listened to her I worked really hard and my zeros turned to good marks and I graduated with a 91.5 % . I still remember the nights I used to dream of a mathematical equation and wake up from the nightmare . At uni I used to stay awake for 2 or 3 days to continue my projects especially before the final juries but at the end I always one of the three projects in class. I also graduated with a good average :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these days I have been working for 3 months nearly in a great company and my boss is really happy with my work . He thanked me the other day coz he liked my work it really felt good to hear his thankful words . And today he was telling a new employee how smart and good I am after introducing us although I met the girl before . I felt I wanted to fly from happiness when he was telling her about me and thanking me infront of her again .I guess I achieved myself again and I thank God for always helping me being the person I always dreamt of being .&lt;br /&gt;I guess its as my mum told me once the road to success always start with believing in yourself and in God .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to be something and never to be just a name that once lived and died I wanna achieve myself . I don't wanna be a dot in the margin of an empty paper that no one can notice. And I will make my dreams come true with the help of God , coz at the end I am a big big girl in a big big world not any girl but an ambitious one with lots of dreams to fulfill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-116093834135589233?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/116093834135589233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=116093834135589233&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/116093834135589233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/116093834135589233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-big-big-girl-in-big-big-world.html' title='I am a big big Girl in a big big world'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-115833080896713123</id><published>2006-09-15T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T10:22:47.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I donno from where to start cause its been more than a month since I last blogged .I feel excited I am back once again , it really feels as if I am blogging for the first time many things to say but from where should I start. Well my work is very good I am having fun and I am learning too. My colleges are very friendly and sweet. Inaddition to a nice French boss Who always have a smile on his face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not blogging much anymore? Well I spend 8-10 hours using the computer at work so when I am back home I just cant see a computer infront of me so I prefer to do other stuff that I miss doing other stuff that doesn't require computer :P&lt;br /&gt;Another reason is that even if I felt like working on computer after work my mum just gets worried about me. She is always like don't you get bored from the computer ? Aren't you worried about your eyes? Your back? So I just cant but turn off the computer and go sit with my family that I miss since I don't see any of them while I am at work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC02480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC02480.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reyadet al sabah with Yazan and Maysoon (at work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC02426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC02426.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chips competitions who eat them faster ( left -right Duha, Maysoon and Majed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC02424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC02424.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chips competitions who eat them faster (  Duha, Mariam, 3abed and Majed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing these days is that I refreshed an old friendship with one of best friends Elssie :) we have been friends since I was one yrs old . And I am happy we are back as the old days no that we stopped but seeing each other for a while coz we were busy living :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/scan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and elssie 18 yrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC02470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC02470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Elssie now :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In my later posts I will post about my trip to Rum and Aqaba coz it was amazing  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music mood: Rihanna- Unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-115833080896713123?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/115833080896713123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=115833080896713123&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115833080896713123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115833080896713123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-115380947640356080</id><published>2006-07-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:37:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging from work</title><content type='html'>Well my first day at work is very good so far i dont have anything to do yet thats why i am blogging. The staff are nice i already know 3 of them .I guess i better leave you now amd will update you with the rest later on .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-115380947640356080?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/115380947640356080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=115380947640356080&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115380947640356080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115380947640356080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogging-from-work.html' title='Blogging from work'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-115366493213924127</id><published>2006-07-23T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T07:28:52.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mabrook</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to me I will start working after tomorrow :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-115366493213924127?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/115366493213924127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=115366493213924127&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115366493213924127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115366493213924127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/07/mabrook.html' title='Mabrook'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-115355530884394091</id><published>2006-07-22T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T01:01:48.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me these days</title><content type='html'>I finally Graduated and celebrated two times one with family and another with friends . Now I am working on the portfolio coz I have a job interview tomorrow with a French company IDS ( Interior design studio) Its a great company as I heard. So to all of you bloggers and readers out there I say wish me goodluck ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this will be the last post while I am unemployed. Starting tomorrow hopefully I will be a working woman , no not woman I am still young to be called one I would be a working girl of 21 years old yahooooooooooooo I am excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My graduation pics will be posted later  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-115355530884394091?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/115355530884394091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=115355530884394091&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115355530884394091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115355530884394091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-these-days.html' title='Me these days'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-115135769038998625</id><published>2006-06-26T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:00:17.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird :S</title><content type='html'>Today I found out by accident that men are like woman also suffer from  pre-menstrual syndrome (PMS) and I still cant believe it?? I never heard of such a thing not even a hint? Why does everyone know about the female PMS although not much people knows about  males? Is it coz girls suffer more or we just  talk more I just donno?? But I cant help the fact that I find it pretty weird ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach cramps, mood swings and hot flushes. Yes, it's that time of the month again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are symptoms reported by men, not women. New research suggests men suffer from pre-menstrual-style symptoms, in some cases as badly as women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/news/articles/13094283?source=Evening%20Standard"&gt;More information about the topic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-115135769038998625?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/115135769038998625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=115135769038998625&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115135769038998625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/115135769038998625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird-s.html' title='Weird :S'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114951093008876388</id><published>2006-06-05T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:25:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My graduation project</title><content type='html'>Maria( my 10 years old sister) says : mira so you finished university?&lt;br /&gt;Me says : ya i did thx God&lt;br /&gt;Maria: so now when are you goin to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;Surprised me says: What ?? Why are you asking??!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Maria: ya i just wanna know when can i have your room?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hahahahahaha (laughing till now :D) , Well what if i wanted to get married and stay in my room????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Maria :I will sleep in the middle then :P&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mum cracked from laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the graduation pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/presentation%20final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/presentation%20final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/reception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/reception.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/sketch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/lounge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/restaurant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/restaurant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested to check more of the project please contact me by my email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot to my supportive family who helped alot by giving mental and physical help especially in the model. Thanks alot to my best friend nisreen for being there for me and helping me and supporting me at each step. A great thanks to miss lina who where supervising my project, miss i love you so much and wont ever forget you.Another thanks goes to all my friends rania ,hind,carol,&lt;a href="http://nadershnoudi.blogspot.com"&gt;nader&lt;/a&gt;( Thx alot for the magazines and everything) ,&lt;a href="http://fadinunu.blogspot.com/"&gt;fadi&lt;/a&gt;(thx for the logo),shadi, rami and tawfique for  helping me mentally i love you guys .Thanks to you too sabri for trying to help me with the tag and i am sorry i didnt use it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i am finally a graduate :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114951093008876388?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114951093008876388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114951093008876388&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114951093008876388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114951093008876388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-graduation-project.html' title='My graduation project'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114833061035443786</id><published>2006-05-22T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:44:23.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year passed by</title><content type='html'>Another year passed by and in a couple of minutes i will be 21 years old officially. Inaddition to that after two weeks its my graduation jury. I just cant believe how fast time went? I still feel as if i am a freshman who just got to uni and donno much about the atmosphere. The first days where everyone is trying to know each other, to be able to fit into a group later. Well its a weird feeling i am feeling right now I donno wether to be happy that i am graduating or not ? its a big responsibility to be a working gurl at the age of 21 where i still feel i am a kid who wants to explore things around me and wants to enjoy fooling around. I guess i have to grow up now even if i dont want to , i just have to act like a grown up more often from now on. Well at the end i say i wish me a Happy birthday :) and plz wish me luck in my last jury ever inshalla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114833061035443786?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114833061035443786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114833061035443786&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114833061035443786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114833061035443786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-year-passed-by.html' title='Another year passed by'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114664601725078142</id><published>2006-05-03T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:46:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with my project</title><content type='html'>I was working on my graduation project when I felt tired ,coz I am sick, I went to bed for a while. When I  closed my eyes I couldn't help but  imagining myself walking into the project with all the details, colors , furniture and everything. It felt so real and I was like wow I did all I created all that beauty? Then suddenly I felt I am in love with my project with every single detail. There is just this bond between me and the design I felt it reflects me all over the way. Each line and curve shows my sensitivity and each line just fit there to complete a big picture , the picture of my life. I really believe this project is part of me and PART OF MY WORLD (my blog name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont spoil the project by posting pictures now. I would post them all later when its complete and fully rendered :)&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114664601725078142?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114664601725078142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114664601725078142&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114664601725078142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114664601725078142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-love-with-my-project.html' title='In love with my project'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114580851198868260</id><published>2006-04-23T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T09:08:31.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>To all of you bloggers and readers out there i wish you all a Happy easter with your family and friends :)&lt;br /&gt;Check Samer's album for the Holy friday pics  &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/samer_diamond/album?.dir=/756escd&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phLDIwEBcprjWMgi"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114580851198868260?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114580851198868260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114580851198868260&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114580851198868260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114580851198868260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter_23.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114537051759757817</id><published>2006-04-18T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:39:03.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby face</title><content type='html'>Oh...Pairah says:&lt;br /&gt;when I saw u, I thought you with 7th Grade  &lt;br /&gt;Oh...Pairah says:&lt;br /&gt;u`ve a baby face&lt;br /&gt;........ says:&lt;br /&gt;i would like 2 take it as a compliment  &lt;br /&gt;Oh...Pairah says:&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a typical conversation , I just donno why people cant see me as 20 years old. They even usually ask me the typical question "Aya saf inti habebti " and i am always like " Ana bil jam3a ra7 at5araj hada il fasil" with a smile and a little strange feeling inside. I just donno whether its a good thing or a bad thing? I donno if I like it or not ? I just know its much better than when I was told once in my whole life that I look older than 20 yrs and it kept me wondering for 2 days why ? And that was the only time i felt looking younger doesn't hurt as much as it hurted when told i am older.  &lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day i like the way i am coz it makes me ME!!!!! The low voice, the childish acts like the hitting when i don't like something a person said or when i am joking(I even almost hitted my prof at uni once). Me forgetting stuff . Me being sensitive . Me being fde7a sometimes. Me laughing .Me crying . All these things makes me "Me", makes me "Mira" not anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114537051759757817?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114537051759757817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114537051759757817&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114537051759757817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114537051759757817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/04/baby-face.html' title='Baby face'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114345494970834651</id><published>2006-03-27T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T02:22:29.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me singing on stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/8eb6scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/8eb6scd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess which one is me ? Its not hard i guess :P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/8cb1scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/8cb1scd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating the mother's day i was singing with other members of the choir .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/99efscd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/99efscd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole shabebeh picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114345494970834651?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114345494970834651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114345494970834651&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114345494970834651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114345494970834651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-singing-on-stage.html' title='Me singing on stage'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114320176658396002</id><published>2006-03-24T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T04:06:07.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Witchy witch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sitting with my friends  trying to work on our graduation project design. Then suddenly my friend nis who went to drink water made a sign and told me to come , I was surprised why she called me ? When I reached her I looked where she is looking to find a beautiful tent in the dark and some lights are coming from under.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01485.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well I went to check it it was empty nobody was there instead I found a side lamp inadittion to papers and crayons . I knew my sister and her friend made it from the first sec I set my eyes on the tent . But was surprised she is not inside??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went upstairs and found her wearing this Halloween outfit . I couldn't help but to take some pics. Pictures that reminded me of the old days when i was a kid, and used to do the same things  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01512.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My witchy baby sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beggar sister and witchy friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01517.jpg" alt="" 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/11057651-114320176658396002?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114320176658396002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114320176658396002&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114320176658396002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114320176658396002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/03/witchy-witch.html' title='Witchy witch'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114278557241864209</id><published>2006-03-19T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:39:09.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tag</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://wedadf.jeeran.com/archive/2006/3/31469.html"&gt;wedad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 36% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't exactly open minded, but you have been known to occasionally change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You're tolerant enough to get along with others who are very different...&lt;br /&gt;But you may be quietly judgmental of things or people you think are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You take your own values pretty seriously, and it would take a lot to change them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type is Pensive and Philosophical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/pensive.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blog like no one else is reading...&lt;br /&gt;You tend to use your blog to explore ideas - often in long winded prose.&lt;br /&gt;Easy going and flexible, you tend to befriend other bloggers easily.&lt;br /&gt;But if they disagree with once too much, you'll pull them from your blogroll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/6.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a simple thinker, and this is actually a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;You don't complicate matters when you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;You look for the simplest explanation or solution, and you go with that.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, your mind is uncluttered and free of stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/black-comedy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Being John Malkovich, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Psycho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(240, 255, 240);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 19 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Rainbow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/rainbow.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking and rare&lt;br /&gt;You are totally enchanting and intriguing &lt;br /&gt;But you usually don't stick around long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: seducing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag palforce , my crazy life , mind  , ocean creep , aquacool , the other side and YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114278557241864209?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114278557241864209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114278557241864209&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114278557241864209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114278557241864209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-tag.html' title='Another tag'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114199357597736144</id><published>2006-03-10T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:40:43.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>I’ve been tagged by Palforce .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who’s the 4th person on your received call list?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nisreen (my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s your main ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;A: Usually silent if not its sho 3a bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: Thinking in an attempt to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did the last text message on your cell phone say&lt;br /&gt;A: "Hey sis ..." to be continued &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Most recent movie that you watched?&lt;br /&gt;A: "Get over it" on super movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Name 3 things that you have on you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;A: Cellphone, car keys and my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s the color of your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;A: Navy blue with yellow moons and stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Right now not a fils in the wallet 20 Jd i guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;A: Doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s your favorite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;A: Amman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can’t wait to (till)…?&lt;br /&gt;A: I finish my graduation project but not gradute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;A: 1 hour ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you saw your dad?&lt;br /&gt;A: 20 mins ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When was the last time you talked to them?&lt;br /&gt;A: 1 hour ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;A: Mo3ajanat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How long have you been at your current job?&lt;br /&gt;A: At university this is the 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left. What’s there?&lt;br /&gt;A: Small notebook ,USB , papers and Cd's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who is the last person you spent over $50 on?&lt;br /&gt;A: I donno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: Jacket from someone i am sure coz i am always cold :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hotmail, google search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have an air freshener in your car?&lt;br /&gt;A: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya flowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: My neck needs massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What city was your last taxi cab ride in?&lt;br /&gt;A: lebanon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;A: Green tea or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s your favorite Starbucks drink?&lt;br /&gt;A: I dont like coffee so its usually hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Recent time you were really upset?&lt;br /&gt;A: Last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you been in love with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who do you think will repost this?&lt;br /&gt;A: No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who likes to answer back is tagged :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114199357597736144?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114199357597736144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114199357597736144&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114199357597736144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114199357597736144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/03/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114163381448534401</id><published>2006-03-05T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:30:14.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my last semester at university and its one of the best semesters I ever had. Its more like "madraset il moshagebeen" . We work and have fun at the same time, we created a board for class pictures that we take of the special moments of this semester. I am both happy and sad , I don't really feel like graduating cause I am actually enjoying my time with my class mates and everybody here at uni. I  will just never forget these days and trying to enjoy them to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pictures board with our pictures and some writings beside each picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01316.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The paper ball we play with  during class  not only the break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The T-square is used as a baseball racket .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01324.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the punishment of nisreen , waleed wants to&lt;br /&gt;1- break her fingers&lt;br /&gt;2- break her left leg&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. And so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01327.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this picture waleed interrupted nisreen and the assistant lina while discussing nisreen's project just to read them the list of punishments that he decided to perform on nis ( poor gurl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My working station , laptop ,papers , bag,  ruler and water .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mira's  diagram on the board after i explained what it means using the T- square ruler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01321.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top view from the window, not as crowded as Jordan university :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114163381448534401?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114163381448534401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114163381448534401&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114163381448534401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114163381448534401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-last-semester.html' title='My last semester'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114079591051204539</id><published>2006-02-24T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:50:32.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/ballons.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/ballons.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year I cant believe I did it, I &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/02/strange-start.html"&gt;blogged&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-last-blog.html"&gt;stopped&lt;/a&gt;,  remembered you and forgot about you, but still always loved you . Happy birthday my blog happy birthday my friend .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-114079591051204539?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114079591051204539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114079591051204539&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114079591051204539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114079591051204539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-my-blog.html' title='Happy birthday my blog'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-114019448001607806</id><published>2006-02-17T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T08:41:20.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01263.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01263.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01262.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01262.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister is continuing what i started 10 years ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01261.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01261.1.jpg" alt="" 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/11057651-114019448001607806?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/114019448001607806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=114019448001607806&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114019448001607806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/114019448001607806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/02/weird.html' title='weird?!!'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113947676371771208</id><published>2006-02-09T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:19:23.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amman's  architecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/frenchammancity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/frenchammancity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think are the main features of Amman's architecture? As I know it's the use of stone and the cubic shape of the buildings? What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the answer to have a full concept for my graduation project and I am so thankful for the support, if anyone can help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/amman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/amman.jpg" alt="" 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/11057651-113947676371771208?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113947676371771208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113947676371771208&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113947676371771208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113947676371771208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/02/ammans-architecture.html' title='Amman&apos;s  architecture'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113947648520362852</id><published>2006-02-09T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:14:58.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She3reyeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01270.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snow outside from my brother's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snow means:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01265.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC01264.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Eating she3reyeh near to the warmth of the fireplace.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC01264.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;It means playing outside in the snow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113947648520362852?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113947648520362852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113947648520362852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113947648520362852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113947648520362852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/02/she3reyeh.html' title='She3reyeh'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113828674108030679</id><published>2006-01-26T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T06:45:41.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Mates</title><content type='html'>What does soul mates mean? Is it true? Do I have a soul mate out there? Have I ever met my soul mate?&lt;br /&gt;All those questions are turning up through my mind lately, and no one till now, answered them. I searched over the net, and that's what I got but still it didn't answer my questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The term Soul Mates means many things. These are soul that you have experienced with in past, paralle or future lifetimes. They can also be aspects of your soul experiencing at this time in another body. We are all have multidimensional beings - your soul having experiences, in many realities, at the same time. As we all evolve from the same source of consciousness creation - we could say that we are all souls mates in a manner of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates can have various types of relationships, which do not always include romantic love. We tend to think of our soul mate as The One who is there for us and to make us feel complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates can be close friends, co-workers, a teacher, anyone who influences your life one way or another. They play the emotional - spiritual - physical - and mental - games of third dimension with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men often seek the goddess when searching for a mate - one who looks like the priestess - slim body, long flowing hair purity of soul - beauty and gentleness of creation that speaks to their soul of union with the female creational force. It is SHE who brings loves, guidance, compassion and reunion of your twin soul aspects."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113828674108030679?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113828674108030679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113828674108030679&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113828674108030679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113828674108030679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2006/01/soul-mates_26.html' title='Soul Mates'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113553549966681754</id><published>2005-12-25T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T10:31:39.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone</title><content type='html'>I just wanna wish you all a Merry Chirstmas from the bottom of my heart :)&lt;br /&gt;M!R@CHK@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113553549966681754?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113553549966681754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113553549966681754&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113553549966681754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113553549966681754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113406680847355457</id><published>2005-12-08T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T10:34:45.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00966.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00966.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Teta and sedo (grandma and grandpa) christmas tree &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00964.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00964.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00968.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Maria ( sister) and dodo (cousin) are helping with the tree design :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00986.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A butterfly on our stairs beside the christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our christmas tree (not complete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00983.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00983.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00983.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00983.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00983.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00983.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely&lt;br /&gt;Each year you bring to me delight, meaning in the christmas night&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging&lt;br /&gt;Your boughs are green, in sommers glow and do not fade in winters snow&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are taken at the begining of this month just felt like sharing them with you guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year you bring to me delight, meaning in the christmas night&lt;br /&gt;Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113406680847355457?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113406680847355457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113406680847355457&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113406680847355457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113406680847355457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-in-air.html' title='Christmas in the air'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113336597136983161</id><published>2005-11-30T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:27:52.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My project (part 1 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/coloured.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/vstc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/vstc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is part of my university project actually a very small part of it. This project is about an "Islamic culture centre for youth" so automatically the style has to be islamic ( BTW its so hard).&lt;br /&gt;I really miss blogging and checking blogs but i really dont have much time.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna ask you guys your opinion of the design and the colours. Especially the colours coz i am not sure if its better on beige or on green (second or third pic).&lt;br /&gt;Btw as you can see the design is not complete and its not fully coloured as you can see some white areas .&lt;br /&gt;Plz i would be really waiting for your comments and thx alot.&lt;br /&gt;BTW zoom for details.&lt;br /&gt;My other projects &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-had-my-jury-today-atlast-it-was.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-exhibition-can-u-imagine.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113336597136983161?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113336597136983161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113336597136983161&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113336597136983161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113336597136983161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-project-part-1.html' title='My project (part 1 )'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113190549310433647</id><published>2005-11-13T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T10:14:06.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help please</title><content type='html'>Please I need help in my graduation project report. I need to know some really good clubs around the world like dunes club in Amman or even better (interior wise)? Can anyone help me with names?&lt;br /&gt;Thx a lot for your help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113190549310433647?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113190549310433647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113190549310433647&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113190549310433647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113190549310433647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/help-please.html' title='Help please'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113162427486196428</id><published>2005-11-10T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T04:44:34.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless in Amman</title><content type='html'>Everyone now know what happened yesterday. Its all over TV news , newspapers and internet especially through &lt;a href="http://jordanplanet.net/"&gt;Jordan planet&lt;/a&gt;  and other Jordanian bloggers. So first I would like to send my deepest condolences to all people in Jordan for the big loss and may God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog readers know I usually dont talking about politics but what happened yesterday is so shameful.So shameful cause it is caused by Arabs. Arabs(Al ka3eda) tried to kill another Arab innocent people(Jordan citizens).Which leaves me speechless against all this.You Killers that don't understand what killing a soul means.What is your problem? What would you gain when you kill innocent people and even kids? I am sure if you have a hearts you wouldn't do what you did.You are blind people so wake up see and feel what you are doing?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like to say that this explosion effected me and another graduates professionally, as we are taking several hotels ,clubs, libraries and other things as our graduation project to redesign and renovate. We need to take plans ,sections and pictures of these places, butnow after all what happened I can't blame any of the managers if they kicked us out if we asked them to take some pictures and may put us in jail if we asked for plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw one of my friends Omar is taking Radison Sas as his graduation project and i surely donno what he is goin to do now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God help us all and bless our Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;Condolences to all people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113162427486196428?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113162427486196428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113162427486196428&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113162427486196428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113162427486196428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/speechless-in-amman.html' title='Speechless in Amman'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113146862607678234</id><published>2005-11-08T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:50:26.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't resist blogging this?</title><content type='html'>I couldn't resist tagging Dr ra3ed my university prof.&lt;br /&gt;The 7 words he always says are:&lt;br /&gt;1- Saketsho babati ( draw a sketch my sons in Iraqi)&lt;br /&gt;2- Alla3nah(Damn)&lt;br /&gt;3- Ya shaytanah ( you devil)&lt;br /&gt;4- Yn3an shytanek ( Damn you devil)&lt;br /&gt;5- Yslamo edeki babti ( thx to your hands my daughter) but when it comes to marks you see non of what he said.&lt;br /&gt;6-Caritera matrex ( criteria matrix a diagram architectures need to draw and we are interior designers don't really need but we fail if we don't draw it to him)&lt;br /&gt;7- Block diagram (  he says it right atleast :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he funny but he is crazy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-more-tears-to-cry.html"&gt;Ya he is the one responsibe for me crying in one of the juries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yeah &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/tagged.html"&gt;Dr.  ra3ed Sucks&lt;/a&gt; sue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-more-tears-to-cry.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113146862607678234?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113146862607678234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113146862607678234&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113146862607678234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113146862607678234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/couldnt-resist-blogging-this_08.html' title='Couldn&apos;t resist blogging this?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113138600827110974</id><published>2005-11-07T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:17:08.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://andfaraway.blogspot.com/"&gt;roba&lt;/a&gt; to answer this tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I plan to do:&lt;br /&gt;1- To have the chance to go masters.&lt;br /&gt;2- To finish my graduation project beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;3- To travel around the world or at least part of it.&lt;br /&gt;4- To gain some weight and go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;5- Dance salsa again.&lt;br /&gt;6- Professional Maya software although I stopped practicing since a long time&lt;br /&gt;7- To sleep early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;1- Sleep Wednesday and Monday in the last lecture which end up at 4:30&lt;br /&gt;2- Be creative&lt;br /&gt;3- Cook and specially make sweets like Twix cake and brownies&lt;br /&gt;4- Work and chat in the same time&lt;br /&gt;5- Think about many things but not concentrating on any&lt;br /&gt;6- Stay a whole night looking at the moon&lt;br /&gt;7- Coordinate colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I can't do:&lt;br /&gt;1- Clean the house ( can't live without a maid)&lt;br /&gt;2- Stay indoors for long&lt;br /&gt;3- Memorize numbers and stuff&lt;br /&gt;4- Can't be sane for long i have to do something crazy every while&lt;br /&gt;5- Can't stop hitting people as a joke&lt;br /&gt;6- Can't wake up late not even Fridays&lt;br /&gt;7- Can't hide my anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I say most often:&lt;br /&gt;1- Badrobak hala2&lt;br /&gt;2- Toz&lt;br /&gt;3- Nevermind&lt;br /&gt;4- I donno&lt;br /&gt;5- Zh2et&lt;br /&gt;6- Yeeeeee jad btehki&lt;br /&gt;7- Dr ra3ed sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am tagging &lt;a href="http://fadinunu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fadi nunu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nadershnoudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nader&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://abeer.bayazidi.net/"&gt;Abeer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.tololy.blogspot.com/"&gt;tololy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113138600827110974?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113138600827110974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113138600827110974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113138600827110974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113138600827110974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113079459731641548</id><published>2005-10-31T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:36:37.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When girls refer to guys ?</title><content type='html'>According to omar in his post &lt;a href="http://omars2cents.blogspot.com/"&gt;"When guys refer to girls.."&lt;/a&gt; if a girl's face is not  pretty unlike her body they call her "Butter". You can read the post for more details .&lt;br /&gt;Now i am trying to find something to call guys back so please girls try to think with me ? I guess we have to for it to be fair!!! So please be creative ;) Thx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113079459731641548?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113079459731641548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113079459731641548&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113079459731641548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113079459731641548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-girls-refer-to-guys.html' title='When girls refer to guys ?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-113058371498754287</id><published>2005-10-29T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T04:01:55.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a simple question?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/SofitelLoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/SofitelLoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an interior designer i am just wondering. Would anyone feel comfortable in such bathroom? Coz interior wise i consider it cute :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-113058371498754287?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/113058371498754287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=113058371498754287&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113058371498754287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/113058371498754287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-simple-question.html' title='Just a simple question?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112980203310016868</id><published>2005-10-20T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T02:53:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World costy watches Vs. mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/untitled2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/my%20watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/my%20watch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those two watches above cost very much but they are worth nothing to me compaired to my watch since its from a special friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This post is dedicated to that friend ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112980203310016868?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112980203310016868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112980203310016868&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112980203310016868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112980203310016868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/world-costy-watches-vs-mine.html' title='World costy watches Vs. mine'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112921517842428699</id><published>2005-10-13T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:56:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon in the sky of Amman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC001161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC001161.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the moon 5 mins ago in the sky of Amman and its not even dark yet. Really amazing view dont miss it. Enjoy .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112921517842428699?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112921517842428699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112921517842428699&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112921517842428699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112921517842428699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/moon-in-sky-of-amman.html' title='Moon in the sky of Amman'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112919333847406401</id><published>2005-10-13T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:48:58.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interior design in jordan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior design in Jordan is growing and there are 100's of interior designers and i am seriously proud to be one of them, but the problem is that we are not under &lt;a href="http://www.jea.org.jo/"&gt;Jordan enginees association&lt;/a&gt; we are not part of it. Ok we are designers we are not enginees and if we dont fit there why not  start our own association. I really think its our right, anyone agree with me ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112919333847406401?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112919333847406401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112919333847406401&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112919333847406401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112919333847406401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/interior-design-in-jordan.html' title='Interior design in jordan?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112905712676589805</id><published>2005-10-12T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:46:35.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At  MY Farm</title><content type='html'>last friday me and my friends went to my farm to enjoy the last days of summer. At first we were late cause we were waiting for ,SOMEONE YOU KNOW YOURSELF, to came half an hour late as usual with no excuse . Then we headed towards the farm late which made &lt;a href="http://fadinunu.blogspot.com"&gt;fadi&lt;/a&gt; a little upset ,he had a surprise for us but it didn't work out unfortunately.At the farm we stopped a little by the cars and rami was sitting over the car afraid from daisy (the farm dog) !!!!!! Well to be honest me, ran,rana and carol were afraid too. Although &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-family.html"&gt;maria&lt;/a&gt; my lil sister was so happy playing with the dog ( daisy). We didnt leave the car until both dogs were tied somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;We spent our time between playing basketball, football ,singing,  swinging in the air and of course last but not least eating.&lt;br /&gt;Check the pics i hope you guys enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Shadi 3al daf o rami il tabal and &lt;a href="http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/sinans-visit-to-amman.html"&gt;rania&lt;/a&gt; clapping  and the rest were singing . I still didnt get my duetto with &lt;a href="http://fadinunu.blogspot.com/"&gt;fadi&lt;/a&gt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group starting from the left rami, rania, rana , &lt;a href="http://nadershnoudi.blogspot.com/"&gt;nader&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fadinunu.blogspot.com/"&gt;fadi&lt;/a&gt;,carol, khaleel, maher and&lt;a href="http://www.easyhttp.com/hindsabanekh/"&gt; hind&lt;/a&gt; ( playing on fadi's guitar).&lt;br /&gt;Missing mira( i was basawer) and tawfic ( donno what he was doin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer pic of our favourate activity which is eating especially atayef with nutella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last pic shows the guys met7amseen while playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Tawic the guy at the back wearing gray beshje3. ran being the only gurl in the pic was telling nader to give her the ball. Maher and shadi trying to block nader and be7yo il camera lol. Nader was about to throw the ball when i called them to stop and look at the cam. so manzarhom ta7sheesh but at the end who won the game only God knows :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music mood : fadil shaker , tedri leich&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to me and the whole group ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112905712676589805?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112905712676589805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112905712676589805&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112905712676589805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112905712676589805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/at-my-farm.html' title='At  MY Farm'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112852554979129136</id><published>2005-10-05T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T08:25:43.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC000291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC000291.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC000301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC000301.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister maria(on the left) where can i start ? After 11 years of nagging on my mom, God blessed me with my baby sister. I remember when i was a kid i used to have other intrests and there were no skooters at my time well maybe bicycle once a week in the farm . I feel old talking about my 9 yrs old sister .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maria i love you so much sister .( The only part written by me, the rest iswritten by thaer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; From the left el ba3'el abu 6aweeleh and in the middle ra2ees al 3isabah abu 7asheesh and my brother on the right is the safa7 abu kosheh ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is 15 years old he is saye3 o 6'aye3 wage3 min parachute . bedros fee madraset el hamal 6ab3an frere min 3'eer so2al . mara kan elostaz gayeloh to sleep fa iga ostaz tany i3'taloh min wara 6'ahroo nizel 6'areb fee la 7ata da5al el mostashfa o intakal ela malakot al samawat allah yer7amoh .................................................... 3ad kan zalameh mo7taram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/Image007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; This is jordanian tom cruise which happens to be my brother maher, he is nawari as u can see from the pic and his hobby to take his pic with stupid sunglasses ........ he is one of sanafer el ordonieh ,,,, and take my advice dont be beside maher when he laugh coz he is one of his kind al monate3 hi2 hi2 hi2 hi2 hi2 forever ,,,,, u can see from the pic he has a big nose and like girls by the way he is hitting me now and its all written by the wage3 thaer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/DSC00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/DSC00046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt put my parents coz 7aram walahi 7aram malakeen ykoon 3indhom heek mogrimeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Written by thaer mira's brother(abu koshe) .&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this post for one reason we all participated in this meaningless and funny post. (hope you ENJOYED it)&lt;br /&gt;Happy ramadan everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112852554979129136?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112852554979129136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112852554979129136&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112852554979129136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112852554979129136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112819243789722665</id><published>2005-10-01T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T11:47:17.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/2e63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/2e63.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we were celebrating the Cross festival at church it was really amazing .This is how the church looked like.All the way was lit with bags and candles inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/f3c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/f3c9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks in the sky i really love this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/191a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/191a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/be27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/be27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112819243789722665?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112819243789722665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112819243789722665&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112819243789722665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112819243789722665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/10/cross-festival.html' title='The Cross festival'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112781095301168561</id><published>2005-09-27T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T01:49:13.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self (part2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/BeALake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/BeALake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to stop being so sensitive or i will break like glass.&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to: Moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112781095301168561?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112781095301168561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112781095301168561&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112781095301168561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112781095301168561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/note-to-self-part2.html' title='Note to self (part2)'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112759689308559625</id><published>2005-09-25T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T15:51:25.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinan's visit to Amman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/Picture%20237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/Picture%20237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/Picture%20235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/Picture%20235.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First picture from left to right:&lt;a href="http://www.easyhttp.com/hindsabanekh/"&gt;Hind&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mfls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sinan&lt;/a&gt;, Me and Rania&lt;br /&gt;Sinan i found no other words to say but thanks for coming,  your always welcome  in Jordan . Wish you all the luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second picture is a guy we met, when we were in blue fig, during sinan's visit. Do i have to tell you that he was playing with feet??? We cracked from laughing and sinan pictured him after we all agreed to. Very nice view indeed "sarcastic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second pic is : Taken from Hind's cam&lt;br /&gt;                                Pictured by Sinan&lt;br /&gt;                                Posted by Me&lt;br /&gt;                                Commented by Rania soon :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112759689308559625?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112759689308559625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112759689308559625&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112759689308559625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112759689308559625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/sinans-visit-to-amman.html' title='Sinan&apos;s visit to Amman'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112741963481089296</id><published>2005-09-24T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T07:49:56.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti: Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/loves%20smoking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/loves%20smoking1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/smaoking%20makes%20me%20happy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/smaoking%20makes%20me%20happy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/hate%20it3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/hate%20it3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The objective of this add was to connect with young smokers in a way that wasn't preachy, that helped smokers find a reason to quit. If even one statement strikes a chord, positive or negative, that may bring smokers one step to quitting.&lt;br /&gt;I simply loved those posters .&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to my dad who stopped smoking recently but he didn't leave the hubbly bubbly I hope he will soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112741963481089296?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Anti: Smoking'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112741963481089296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112741963481089296&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112741963481089296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112741963481089296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/anti-smoking_24.html' title='Anti: Smoking'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112723222433629777</id><published>2005-09-20T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:07:11.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya  software</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/1944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/1944.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will reach this level after some practice hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/1600/mirachka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/881/320/mirachka.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on maya software for less than a month now and thats the level i reached. I guess it's realistic in a way or another.By the way i am still learning the tools but this program is so powerful and very interesting to deal with. I have done other pics but still under construction.&lt;br /&gt;For more pics click &lt;a href="http://www.3dtotal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.highend3d.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a beginner but  fell in love with the software already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112723222433629777?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112723222433629777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112723222433629777&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112723222433629777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112723222433629777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/maya-software.html' title='Maya  software'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112703245701912615</id><published>2005-09-18T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T04:11:33.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fear</title><content type='html'>Wake up mira, 7abebti wake up!!! I opened my eyes on my moms voice waking me up? I was half asleep but remember she murmuring something about an earthquake, go dress and we are leaving the building .I gathered later that my brother, who is in Aqaba now, called my dad and told him that a top official called his son (my bothers friend) and told him to empty the building and that the military buildings are already evacuated cause there will be a strong earthquake coming from Aqaba to Amman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told my uncles who know many people in the government so they performed some phone calls some said don't worry others said there is a possibility. We were out by now we saw some cars in the street. Also we found out that the (the telephone number of the defa3 il madani is busy) and they closed Jordanian TV channels but still nothing was on the radio. Which got us confused and was considering how true is it especially that someone said that they are will train the kids how to evacuate schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed out of the building from 2:55 am till 3:35 am after receiving a phone call from a top official telling us we fear an earthquake but not to the limit to evacuate the building although its a bit risky in Aqaba not here. So i called my brother to see the state there he said the waves are way high so he feared the waves so entered the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i know and may God bless everyone here in Jordan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112703245701912615?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112703245701912615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112703245701912615&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112703245701912615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112703245701912615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/fear.html' title='The fear'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112662104376882958</id><published>2005-09-13T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T07:17:23.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My graduation project </title><content type='html'>Since I didn't blog for a while now and I have good news so I told myself gurl blog it? I went to university today submitted my trainning papers and finally my proposal to take dunes club as my graduation project was accepted, after a small fight with the dean who thinks its way too good to be redesigned and I was arguing that only the landscape is good and I am sure I can do better interior wise ?&lt;br /&gt; Yahoooo atleast this nightmare or deciding what to take as a final project is over? Don't worry I am not graduating this semster I have 14 criedt hours to finish this semester and 6 hours for graduation project left. I am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts do you think the interior of dunes club is a challenge? Well I love challenges ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112662104376882958?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='My graduation project '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112662104376882958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112662104376882958&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112662104376882958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112662104376882958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-graduation-project.html' title='My graduation project '/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112524169514676121</id><published>2005-08-28T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T08:18:54.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The concert in Jerash</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to Jerash to attend the Palestine Youth Orchestra concert to watch &lt;a href="http://www.easyhttp.com/hindsabanekh/"&gt;hind&lt;/a&gt; playing her trumpet. No words can explain how I felt; it was amazing to hear the sound of music rise in between the stones of Jerash. There were a huge number of people present more than I ever expected and even the players were a good number more than 25 I guess. I was looking from where I was sitting at them where no microphones available and there were barely a small light beside each player for him to be able to read his notes it was amazing. Amazing how thousands of years ago the Romans were capable of building such place that not even one microphone is need and the sound was beautifully reaching every one of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was happy to meet &lt;a href="http://mfls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sinan&lt;/a&gt; ,who came especially to Jordan for one day to watch hind playing her trumpet. He is a great person, I really respect him and I thank blogging for giving me the chance to get introduced to this great personality. I finally thank hindo, you were great girl, enjoy your cyprus trip and I wish you the best of luck in your music career cause you are talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Hind and sinan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112524169514676121?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='The concert in Jerash'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112524169514676121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112524169514676121&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112524169514676121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112524169514676121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/concert-in-jerash.html' title='The concert in Jerash'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112489988854314713</id><published>2005-08-24T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:20:28.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>Importance of having Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast can help prevent strokes, heart attack  and sudden death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who always skip breakfast, you should start kicking that habit now!!&lt;br /&gt;You've heard many times that "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Now, recent research confirms that one of the worst practices you can develop may be avoiding breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the frequency of heart attack, sudden death, and stroke peaks between 6:00a.m. and noon, with the highest incidence being between 8: 00a.m. and 10:00a.m.What mechanism within the body could account for this significant jump in sudden death in the early morning hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is:&lt;br /&gt;Platelet, tiny elements in the blood that keep us from bleeding to Death if we get a cut, can clump together inside our arteries due to cholesterol or laque buildup in the artery lining. It is in the morning hours that platelets become the most activated and tend to form these internal blood clots at the greatest frequency.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;However, eating even a very light breakfast prevents the morning platelet activation that is associated with heart attacks and strokes .&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Studies performed at Memorial University in St.Johns, Newfoundland found that eating a light, very low-fat breakfast was critical in modifying the morning platelet activation. Subjects in the study consumed either low-fat or fat-free yogurt, orange juice, fruit, and a source of protein coming from yogurt or fat-free milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you skip breakfast, it's important that you change this practice immediately in light of this research.Develop a simple plan to eat cereal, such as oatmeal or Bran Flakes ,along with six ounces of grape juice or orange juice , and perhaps a piece of fruit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple plan will keep your platelets from sticking together, keep blood clots from forming, and perhaps head off a potential heart attack or stroke.&lt;br /&gt;So never ever skip breakfast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with people asking me " Why are you losing weight?"&lt;br /&gt;So from tomorrow i will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EAT EAT EAT, &lt;/span&gt; till i am no longer a shadow of what was once a lady :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112489988854314713?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Note to self'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112489988854314713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112489988854314713&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112489988854314713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112489988854314713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112435653636913408</id><published>2005-08-18T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T02:15:36.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicine and money</title><content type='html'>I've been sick for a month now with influenza nothing serious but I am starting to lose my voice. All that cause I am forgetting to tell dad to get me some medicine. At the end, which is today, I went to the pharmacy to get medicine cause I am in real pain now and I am afraid that if I stay like this my voice will end up mute. I entered to the pharmacy,&lt;br /&gt;Me: I need "Augmentin" medicine please.&lt;br /&gt;Dr:What dose do you need.&lt;br /&gt;Me : I donno.&lt;br /&gt;Dr: Ok here it is. 19.5 Jd's please.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked from the price,but didn't utter a word but thank you paid and left.&lt;br /&gt;I called dad ,Who is a Dr.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dad how much does "Augmentin" cost?&lt;br /&gt;Dad:8.5 JD's&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I just paid 19.5????&lt;br /&gt;Dad:Tell them to give you the lower dose, You don't need that high dose?&lt;br /&gt;Me:OK&lt;br /&gt;I went back inside and changed the medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just never thought that medicine would cost this much. Its not about me I know I can afford to pay this much of money but what about other people???? Can everyone pay this amount of money and its just a flu? What if I had a serious sickness? How much would I pay? Would other people sell their shelter to buy medicine ? I really was shocked today , I always knew that medicine is not cheap but I never understood why? It really bothered me to know that some people are dying cause they don't have money to pay for medicine? Would they survive if they have the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one word to say " Please God help those people "  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112435653636913408?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Medicine and money'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112435653636913408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112435653636913408&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112435653636913408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112435653636913408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/medicine-and-money.html' title='Medicine and money'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112411241128822723</id><published>2005-08-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T06:35:57.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A recent miracle of the Mother of God in Syria</title><content type='html'>I just love this story cause it is a reminder for people that God is watching :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neepeople.com/journeymanjames/when-i-was-a-moslem.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112411241128822723?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='A recent miracle of the Mother of God in Syria'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112411241128822723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112411241128822723&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112411241128822723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112411241128822723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/recent-miracle-of-mother-of-god-in.html' title='A recent miracle of the Mother of God in Syria'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112367859765948241</id><published>2005-08-10T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T06:01:36.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>I am reading men are from mars women are from venus book and stopped on this sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Men are motivated and empowered when they feel needed while woman are motivated and empowered when they feel cherished"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree what do you think??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112367859765948241?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com//' title='What do you think?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112367859765948241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112367859765948241&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112367859765948241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112367859765948241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112323582520436056</id><published>2005-08-06T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T10:20:35.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Sanity and Insanity</title><content type='html'>1. There are two times when a man doesn't understand a woman. Before marriage and after marriage, but the question is does he understand that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never believe in 'love at first sight'. It's always best to take a second look.  Isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Regular naps prevent old age... especially if you take them while driving :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried - but they wanted cash. how mean? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent. Unless you call sleeping a talent so you better sleep or you dont have any talents at all :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without... but whatever you do, you'll regret it later or maybe you will just live with it ! i cant help but wondering which one is better :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You can't buy love . . . but you pay heavily for  it, even master cards can't afford it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Forgiveness is giving up my right to hate you for hurting me. I wonder if your in my place what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she'll take it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My husband and I will  always compromise. He admit He's  wrong and i will always agree. Ya it is fair :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person :) atleast I believe it may work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You're getting old when you enjoy remembering things more than doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. They call our language the mother tongue because the father seldom gets to speak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Common sense is good to have, but never let it master you for then it might deprive you of the foolish things it's fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Marriage and love are purely matter of chemistry. That is why the wife treats her husband like toxic waste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever saw a person that doesnt like bread much ?? ya ITS ME  :p I wonder how sane is that ! what make it worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The hardest words to say are those meaningful . You know what are they?&lt;br /&gt;I Love you, Sorry and will you help me please ? So i just try my best to mean them?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just me ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how sane i am :) or is it as once my friend told me "YOUR SANE IN AN INSANE WAY" I wonder????!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112323582520436056?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Between Sanity and Insanity'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112323582520436056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112323582520436056&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112323582520436056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112323582520436056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/08/between-sanity-and-insanity.html' title='Between Sanity and Insanity'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112279700356214203</id><published>2005-07-31T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T01:42:44.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mira the designer</title><content type='html'>To be a good designer I have to know the following programs:&lt;br /&gt;*CorelDRAW&lt;br /&gt;* Adobe Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;* AutoCAD&lt;br /&gt;*3D Studio Max&lt;br /&gt;*Maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Corel draw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CorelDraw is a Vector Graphics Software, Allowing the user to produce World Class Illustrations with 16.7 million colours. THE SPECIAL APPLICATION OF TEXTURES AND GRAPHICS FOR 3D VISUALIZATION allows the user to give a realistic look to their designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Adobe photoshop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adobe Photoshop is an Image Processing software package that enables you to create &amp; edit images on IBM personal computers. Adobe Photoshop is acknowledged in professional fields as the cutting-edge, the final word in image editing.&lt;br /&gt;Because computer-aided design is increasingly common, many employers expect new designers to be familiar with its use as a design tool. Interior designers use computers to create numerous versions of interior space designs-images can be inserted, edited, and replaced easily and without added cost - making it possible for a client to see and choose among several designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Autocad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AutoCAD is the most powerful and the most popular AUTOMATIC COMPUTER AIDED Drafting Program.&lt;br /&gt;*With AutoCAD, you can draw 2D Drawings as well as 3D Models with Rendering.&lt;br /&gt;*AutoCAD is also useful in Mechanical Drafting, Architectural Drawing, Interior Designing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;*The main feature of AutoCAD is not only to create drawings but drawings with proper dimensions and scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3D studio max :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3D Studio Max is a tool from Kinetix for making 3D Models, Designs and also to create simple as well as complex 3-Dimensional Animations and Walk-Throughs.&lt;br /&gt;* 3D modeling and Rendering.&lt;br /&gt;* Architectural drawings and layouts of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;* Interior design and facility planning.&lt;br /&gt;*Line drawings for the fine arts.&lt;br /&gt;* Using 3D-Studio Max, is an important part of communicating with the drawing community.&lt;br /&gt;* Achieve impressive presentations by simply souping up your  2D drawings and presenting them in dynamic views.&lt;br /&gt;* A new paradigm for Design Visualization.&lt;br /&gt;* 3D Studio Max software gives you the freedom to Experiment and Race ahead with your Ideas and Imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;* Photographic &amp; natural backgrounds made by yourself to create extraordinary environment.&lt;br /&gt;* The Special effects &amp;amp; extra lighting effects to make the environment much more vibrant.&lt;br /&gt;* Integrated Keyframe Animation. Subtle Visual Effects - Visual effects are available like fog, atmospheric effects, volumetric lighting and the effect of fire to help make, your Project Powerful and Natural.&lt;br /&gt;* Powerful Materials Editor, Simple materials with full control of color, textures shininess, strength of shininess, self-illumination and opacity are built-in.&lt;br /&gt;* Rich Lighting Tools, Quick, precise control of lighting effects.&lt;br /&gt;* Nondestructive Booleans and Lofts Merging outer Scenes or Film Clips with the Project made in 3D Studio Max.&lt;br /&gt;* Auto Back Light - Automatically position the sun for any day of the year, any time of day, any position on the earth, or any angle true north relative to your model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya is the world's most powerful 3D animation and visual effects software for the film, video, broadcast, game development, interactive, and location based entertainment markets.&lt;br /&gt;    *Create 3D Models and Render them into Images or Movie Clips.&lt;br /&gt;    *Design Animations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At university they only teach us autocad 2d and 3d . I took 3d studio max as well at uni but its not required I took it as extra ( madeh e5teyareyeh).Can you imagine the lack of programs normal student knows. To coupe with that especially that I hate to be a regular student I am self tutoring using internet tutorials to know how to use photoshop , corel draw and sketch up ( a program similar to autocad but a bit easier to make 3d ). Well thanks to my friend nisreen ( she was studying graphics before going to the interior design stream)and my friends at sawfan's architects who helped me to know how to start with photoshop being an effective but not easy program to start with . Now maya is left for me so I will take it as courses with my friends starting next week hopefully . So at the end of this summer I can tell I have put my feet on the first step of being a good designer :)&lt;br /&gt;I will post some pictures later of my work on each program :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112279700356214203?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Mira the designer'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112279700356214203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112279700356214203&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112279700356214203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112279700356214203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/mira-designer.html' title='Mira the designer'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112255862427508016</id><published>2005-07-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T08:04:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tag for today</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://stellar101.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt; to answer this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1- What does Love mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when your heart starts beating for a reason. Love a bond of mutual feelings of two soul mates. Its something you can't explain with words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- What does Marriage mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is bond which invert two persons to one and the best way to express love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I believe it exists but if you where lucky to find it but there is attraction for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- How many children would you like?&lt;br /&gt;I want 4 kids 2 gurls and 2 boys and i would be the happiest if i do it and my husband can afford it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-If given the opportunity, what song would you sing for me on my wedding day?&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do i do it for you ( Brayn Adams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- What is your favorite holiday destination?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere with the right company most probably my husband :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-What are three qualities you would look for in a man?&lt;br /&gt;1, Loves me as i am( modest)&lt;br /&gt;2, Mo7taram o eben nas&lt;br /&gt;3, Educated but not a doctor to have some time for me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- What are the three qualities and three bad habits that your think your wife  should/shouldn't have?&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm... I'm not really looking for a wife at the moment. Once I do, I'll let you guys know. ( that was a copy and paste :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-Where do you see yourself in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;Probably, a good interior designer and a better mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112255862427508016?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Another tag for today'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112255862427508016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112255862427508016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112255862427508016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112255862427508016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-tag-for-today.html' title='Another tag for today'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112255657932595052</id><published>2005-07-28T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T06:20:35.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My nightstand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oceancreep.com/blog/"&gt;Ibrahim&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://aquacool.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eman&lt;/a&gt; tagged me with this?&lt;br /&gt;Well hmmmmmmmm i guess as usual i would have my mobile ( a must) , my laptop beside me,  a love story and nothing else matters or maybe my comfy pillow :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112255657932595052?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='My nightstand'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112255657932595052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112255657932595052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112255657932595052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112255657932595052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-nightstand.html' title='My nightstand'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112223648814132410</id><published>2005-07-24T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T13:26:48.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls are  incomplete without Boys</title><content type='html'>WOMAN has MAN in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE has HE in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. has Mr. in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADY has LAD in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISTERESS has MISTER in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADAM has ADAM in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOSTESS has HOST in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEMALE has MALE in it and so on the list is unending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are  incomplete without Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you look at it the other way around, Man is only one part of Woman, and her presence is what makes him a man . So its like both men and women complete each other :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112223648814132410?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Girls are  incomplete without Boys'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112223648814132410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112223648814132410&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112223648814132410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112223648814132410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/girls-are-incomplete-without-boys.html' title='Girls are  incomplete without Boys'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112162578700070173</id><published>2005-07-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T11:49:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My little sweet sister was playing this game :) We did this together its quite amazing :) and how much i missed being a child :)&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Design your bedroom :D your dream came true :P&lt;br /&gt;www.barbie.com &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/320/bedroom.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/11057651-112162578700070173?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112162578700070173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112162578700070173&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112162578700070173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112162578700070173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-little-sweet-sister-was-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112162570653826003</id><published>2005-07-17T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T11:41:46.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever dreamed of doing some make up for others??? here you can in a virtual way :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/makeup.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/320/makeup.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112162570653826003?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112162570653826003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112162570653826003&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112162570653826003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112162570653826003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/have-you-ever-dreamed-of-doing-some.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112152945065864818</id><published>2005-07-16T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T09:12:29.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>When was the last time you did something for the first time?Something you wanted to do since a long time ? Something you have different feeling about ? Confused from? Afraid it might not happen again? Something that made you feel so happy and alive?Something you want to keep?Something that only happened in your dreams and now came true ?&lt;br /&gt;I felt so yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This remind me of a quote" There is not enough darkness in all the world to put out the light of even one small candle. _Robert Alden"&lt;br /&gt;Music mood:We belong together (Mariah Carey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112152945065864818?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='First time'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112152945065864818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112152945065864818&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112152945065864818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112152945065864818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-time.html' title='First time'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112110102184862748</id><published>2005-07-11T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T10:07:08.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE: PLEASE NOTICE!</title><content type='html'>You may have noticed the increased amount of notices for you to notice. I have noticed that some of my notices have not been noticed is very noticeable has been noticed that the responses to the notices have been noticeably unnoticeable. Therefore,this notice is to remind you to notice the notices and to respond to the notices because I do not want the not want the notices to go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If you respond it means you noticed, if not then you have a problem noticing ,and yeah  its quite challenging in case you didnt notice  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music mood: Tempted to touch - Rupee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112110102184862748?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='NOTICE: PLEASE NOTICE!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112110102184862748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112110102184862748&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112110102184862748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112110102184862748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/notice-please-notice.html' title='NOTICE: PLEASE NOTICE!'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112083297501196062</id><published>2005-07-08T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T07:29:35.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIDS (part one )</title><content type='html'>Well I don’t know how to start this. I don’t know were I want to reach, I just know one thing which is, I am so confused about this. Yeah I am confused whether it’s right to have a maid at house or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This somehow started to days ago; I went to the kitchen to get my car key, was heading to work and already late. When I opened the kitchen door I saw our two maids sitting on the table chatting and guess what one of them was smoking. Yeah smoking .You can say it was a shock to me that I didn’t know how to handle or what to do. So I pretended that I didn’t see her put the cigarette in the water glass beside her nor the other maid helping her by blowing the smoke away. I just went to the cupboard to get a glass of water to give myself time to think. Is it the right time mira to talk to her now in front of the other maid or not now? Is it the best to hush and pretend you didn’t see anything especially that your mom is away on a trip and you don’t feel like provoking problems while your mom is not here? What about maria my sister what if maria saw her smoking once and wanted to try? Can I blame her for smoking? She left her only kid to come and work in my house cant she at least smoke to forget? My dad smoke and both my mom and dad have hubble-bubble at home? How can I blame her for smoking a cigarette while my parents smoke? Would she care for my sister more than my parents? Do I have the right to blame anyone for smoking? All those questions were spinning in those few seconds I pretended I want to drink water. At the end I said bye and left to work not knowing if I did the right thing or not and I still wonder????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112083297501196062?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='MAIDS (part one )'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112083297501196062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112083297501196062&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112083297501196062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112083297501196062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/maids-part-one.html' title='MAIDS (part one )'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112074666325170781</id><published>2005-07-07T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T07:33:27.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST TIME IN HUMAN HISTORY. DON'T MISS IT</title><content type='html'>NO ONE ALIVE TODAY WILL EVER SEE THIS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Planet (MARS) is about to be spectacular! This month and next, Earth is catching up with Mars in an encounter that will culminate in the closest approach between the two planets in recorded history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time Mars may come this close is in 2287. Due to the way Jupiter's gravity tugs on Mars and perturbs its orbit, astronomers can only be certain that Mars has not come this close to Earth in the last 5,000 years, but it may be as long as 60,000 years before it happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The encounter will culminate on August 27th when Mars comes to within 34,649,589 miles of Earth and will be (next to the moon) the brightest object in the night sky. It will attain a magnitude of -2.9 and will appear 25.11 arc seconds wide. By August 27, Mars will look as large as the full moon to the naked eye. Mars will be easy to spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of August it will rise in the east at 10p.m. and reach its azimuth at about 3 a.m. by the end of August when the two planets are closest, Mars will rise at nightfall and reach its highest point in the sky at 12:30a.m. That's pretty convenient to see something that no human being has seen in recorded history. So, mark your calendar at the beginning of August to see Mars grow progressively brighter and brighter throughout the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : Its an email that i recieved and i am not sure of the contents, but i find it pretty amazing :) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/untitled1.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/11057651-112074666325170781?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112074666325170781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112074666325170781&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112074666325170781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112074666325170781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-time-in-human-history-dont-miss.html' title='FIRST TIME IN HUMAN HISTORY. DON&apos;T MISS IT'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-112024520040981473</id><published>2005-07-01T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:13:20.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Definitions...</title><content type='html'>TRAFFIC LIGHT: apparatus that automatically turns red when your car approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIONEER: early American who was lucky enough to find his way out of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE: some make things happen, some watch things happen, and the majority has no idea what's happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWIMMING POOL: a mob of people with water in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-CONTROL: the ability to eat only one peanut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGOCENTRIC: a person who believes he is everything you know you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGAZINE: bunch of printed pages that tell you what's coming in the next issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLEGE: The four-year period when parents have permitted access to the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMERGENCY NUMBERS: Police station, fire department and places that deliver pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPERA: When a guy gets stabbed in the back and instead of bleeding he sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUFFET: A French word that means "Get up and get it yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY-SITTER: A teen-ager who must behave like an adult so that the adults who are out can behave like teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATTOO: Permanent proof of temporary insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-112024520040981473?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Cool Definitions...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/112024520040981473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=112024520040981473&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112024520040981473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/112024520040981473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/cool-definitions.html' title='Cool Definitions...'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111981892816671447</id><published>2005-06-26T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T14:17:05.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of MY world</title><content type='html'>Remember the five rules to be happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your hear from hatred.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free you mind from worries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111981892816671447?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Part of MY world'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111981892816671447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111981892816671447&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111981892816671447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111981892816671447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-of-my-world_26.html' title='Part of MY world'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111971656273066521</id><published>2005-06-25T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T09:24:35.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive or am I alive?</title><content type='html'>How can anyone know if he is alive? If his heart beats, doesn't mean he is alive? If your body and brain is working well, are u alive?If you have everything you ever wanted, does it mean you are alive? Can anyone ever have everything or be satisfied?If a person is living in greif does it mean he is dead? Can anyone consider a person with no ambitions, alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live a normal life and die a normal death, does it mean you once was alive? After dying and people forgetting you ever exited ,cause you didn't leave a trace behind you, means you were once alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a person who spent his entire life working, ever be considered alive?If you have nothing to lose or nothing to fight for, are you alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANYONE EVER BE ALIVE?Am i alive or living?&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone define " I am alive"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111971656273066521?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='I&apos;m alive or am I alive?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111971656273066521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111971656273066521&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111971656273066521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111971656273066521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-alive-or-am-i-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive or am I alive?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111937779331807433</id><published>2005-06-21T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T11:16:33.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know when you're angry?</title><content type='html'>I just felt so angry so i did this search read it, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people become angry they can experience many different thoughts, feelings, and physical reactions. Some people experience strong feelings of resentment or hostility, raise their voice, curse, or throw things. Other people experience physical symptoms such as headaches, nausea, and increases in heart rate and blood pressure. For some, angry feelings become so overwhelming they feel ready to explode. Others may not know they are angry about a situation but will feel physically ill, guilty, or will overreact to other situations. Listed below are some direct and indirect expressions of anger. Look through the list and see if you experience any of these thoughts, feelings, or behaviors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct signs of anger: raised voice, yelling, cursing, headaches, stomach aches, tightness in the throat, increased heart rate, increased blood pressure, clenched fists, threatening others, pushing, shoving, hitting, feeling violated, hostility, resentment, rage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indirect signs of anger: excessive sleeping, chronic fatigue, anxiety, numbness, depression, sulking, overeating, loss of appetite, crying, constant criticizing, mean or hostile joking, abuse of alcohol or drugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people experience these general signs of anger. First, identify which feelings you experience using the list above. Then, look at how your anger develops. There are some feelings and thoughts that occur when anger begins and those that occur as anger increases. In order to identify how your anger symptoms develop, it may be helpful to fill out an anger scale. This scale will help you identify your physical symptoms, thoughts and feelings when you first begin to feel angry and help you track how these change as your level of anger increases. In order to use the form, try to think of situations in the past where you have experienced anger and recall what feelings and symptoms you experienced. It will be helpful to think of situations where you experienced different levels of anger in order to better understand how your feelings, thoughts and physical symptoms change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111937779331807433?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='How do you know when you&apos;re angry?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111937779331807433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111937779331807433&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111937779331807433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111937779331807433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-do-you-know-when-youre-angry.html' title='How do you know when you&apos;re angry?'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111921578693156017</id><published>2005-06-19T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T14:16:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How fast you are</title><content type='html'>http://www.iol.ie/~dluby/escape.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111921578693156017?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='How fast you are'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111921578693156017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111921578693156017&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111921578693156017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111921578693156017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-fast-you-are.html' title='How fast you are'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111912569139890121</id><published>2005-06-18T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T13:15:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day at work ( training)</title><content type='html'>Oops I got a message "Mira wake up" from my friend Nisreen, I replied with my closed eyes "Kaman shwai" and slept for another 5 mins to wake up on the alarm screaming wake up girl. I WANT TO SLEEP I told myself its still 7:50 I have to be at work 8:30 sleep another 5 mins but I found myself moving out of bed trying to wake up and get ready. I was there on time but had to wait for nisreen to come to enter together. Anyways we entered at last both with sleepy eyes to find out that the boss didn’t come yet and we have to wait for him to tell us what to do. Well we waited for a while but instead of coming he called his secretary and told her what to do with us. Well after a while another lady came and talked to us about he project showed us the plans after she did she was like there are magazines there choose the furniture???????&lt;br /&gt;We were like WHAT how come we can't start from the middle???????? We have to do some research first???/?? Then draw a plan of the furniture then decide what the materials are, the form and type????? And she said there is no access to the internet we can't do online search and we have to wait for Mr Safwan to get access of the books in his library and the one responsible for the interior is abroad so we have to wait. Well we were a bit mad after all this and surprised but still we took a look at some stuff waiting for Mr safwan to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Mr safwan came we went to him object and to tell him that there is a lack of data but he was so nice and didn’t give us the chance .He gave us books and showed us the exterior animated on 3Dstudio max told us the theme of the hotel we must design " Holiday in dead sea". After that we went happily to start our work we did a fine so far for the first day and the sleepy eyes and silly mood we were in. We have only half an hour lunch beak so we went to Nisreen's grandparents as it is few meters away. After that we went back to continue our work. In general it wasn’t a bad experience but I can't judge from the first day .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111912569139890121?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='My first day at work ( training)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111912569139890121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111912569139890121&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111912569139890121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111912569139890121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-first-day-at-work-training.html' title='My first day at work ( training)'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111901216715074200</id><published>2005-06-17T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T05:44:21.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The four wives</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rich King who had 4 wives.  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day&lt;br /&gt;she would leave him for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confidante and was always kind, considerate and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her to help him get through the difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought of his luxurious life and pondered, "I now have 4 wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good!&lt;br /&gt;When you die, I'm going to remarry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me&lt;br /&gt;and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer came like a bolt of thunder and the King was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go." The King looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny,&lt;br /&gt;she suffered from malnutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth.&lt;br /&gt;When we die, it will all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our 1st wife is our Soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the ego.&lt;br /&gt;However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now!&lt;br /&gt;It is your greatest gift to offer the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it Shine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111901216715074200?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='The four wives'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111901216715074200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111901216715074200&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111901216715074200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111901216715074200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/four-wives.html' title='The four wives'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111886523196716218</id><published>2005-06-15T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T12:59:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with Grandma</title><content type='html'>I am sure I will always remember this day for years to come. I spent the first half of the day with my grandma, we went shopping then she took me for lunch. I think today was one of the days that really means alot to me and I always have to remember it and act the way grandma acted with me. Grandma is a great person who loves me a lot. She is quite sensitive and a caring person who thinks of others before thinking of  herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second reason why I really like this day is that I was informed that I will start training from this Saturday with a great design company called “Nasir’s Architects” What happened to wood works is that I asked many people about them and they all said that they are good but they are more specialized with wood furniture. Well I donno I just felt more comfortable when meeting MR safwan the manager of Nasir’s architects. Wish me luck  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaaaaaaay I am starting training this Saturday no words can express how happy I am  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dedicated to my special grandma I love u so much teta :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111886523196716218?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Shopping with Grandma'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111886523196716218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111886523196716218&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111886523196716218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111886523196716218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/shopping-with-grandma.html' title='Shopping with Grandma'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111851816351713865</id><published>2005-06-11T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T13:50:20.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interior design vs Jewelry design</title><content type='html'>Let me go back in time, three years ago it was a turning point in my life. I had to decide what my major will be. I had many options to choose from, my dad once being a doctor wanted me to study pharmacy. I hate memorizing so I was against this option and said NO to my dad for the first time in my life. My mom wanted me to study jewelry design which we don't have in Jordan. Ok I didn't know what to study at all. I like drawing I used to draw some stuff as a kid so I didn't mind studying design. But both dad and mom knew I am the kind of person who can live alone I cant go study abroad especially at that age 17yrs. So the best solution was to study something else but still under DESIGN category. So from here the idea of interior design came as a temporary option so when I finish I will be in a suitable age to go study jewelry design abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the summer before joining university as an interior designer I joined my uncles and took a course in "Diamond grading and classification". This course was presented by a Belgium professor who came to train Jordanian jewelers for one month. I knew nothing about Diamonds at the time; I was 17 the youngest and the only girl present with my three uncles. Now I have a certificate and I was one of the best students in the course taking into consideration it was my first experience with stones unlike others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, now I am a good interior designer and I love interior design. I don't know if I should stop here of continue the first plan. I still have one year to think but still I can't decide what I want. I am a good interior designer I am afraid I will not be as good if I gave up interior design and continued jewelry design. Or maybe jewelry design was the best option for me because it's easier and at least I can help my family. I feel I am facing another turning point in my life. I just can't choose I like both and in both cases I am a designer and I love this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone put himself in my place and help me decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/IDWfullcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/IDWfullcover.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/11057651-111851816351713865?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111834962061739133</id><published>2005-06-09T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T13:40:33.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About me :P</title><content type='html'>Well i have done with exams today :P Thanks God :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blogs talked about me today i inspire people in a way :P hahahaha  well i donno :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easyhttp.com/hindsabanekh"&gt;Hind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talked about my SMS counter  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sinan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about me being his lost sister oh sweet brother :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i have no words to say except thank you guys for  thinking about me it was sweet of you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111834962061739133?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111834962061739133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111834962061739133&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111834962061739133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111834962061739133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/about-me-p.html' title='About me :P'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111826106772840164</id><published>2005-06-08T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:18:55.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored mood</title><content type='html'>Well ehm ehm my exams nightmare will finish tomorrow thx God :) i am so sleepy and didnt study well for the exam ,taking into consideration i was almost out all day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headacke and dont feel like sleeping even though i am tired .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw i got the second highest mark in class which is 88% in my design project :D which can keep me happy for a while i guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better finish this post coz i know its way too boring for my seelpy mood.Oh btw expect anything when i am bored this can just show an example :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111826106772840164?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Bored mood'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111826106772840164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111826106772840164&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111826106772840164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111826106772840164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/bored-mood.html' title='Bored mood'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111779418556468245</id><published>2005-06-03T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T03:38:23.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um qais trip</title><content type='html'>Here is the group i went with :) u can find me somewhere there :P but now i am a shadow of a gost nearly invisible :P &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/40ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/40ee.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/11057651-111779418556468245?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111779418556468245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111779418556468245&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111779418556468245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111779418556468245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/um-qais-trip.html' title='Um qais trip'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111779406902689613</id><published>2005-06-03T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T03:21:09.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last friday me and the shabebeh went to um qais , a very beautiful place in jordan where we spend a nice day watched thee sunset and went back home after a lovely day . &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/3128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/3128.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111779406902689613?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111779406902689613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111779406902689613&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111779406902689613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111779406902689613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-friday-me-and-shabebeh-went-to-um.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111774605073066296</id><published>2005-06-02T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:09:24.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting</title><content type='html'>Well at the beginning, i didn't want to comment on the voting thing but now i have changed my mind . As it is a Jordan planet it has to show different views, mentalities ,and people personalities. Otherwise it better be called the planet of perfection. Jordan is country like other countries, which has a diversity of opinions, and people ,so the best way to represent the country is to show how all people think and not to be selective. At the end its just my opinion .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111774605073066296?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Voting'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111774605073066296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111774605073066296&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111774605073066296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111774605073066296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/06/voting.html' title='Voting'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111748104035103323</id><published>2005-05-30T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T12:24:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the exhibition plan can anymone see the lady face it forms if you look at the outline :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/plan.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/plan.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111748104035103323?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111748104035103323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111748104035103323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111748104035103323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111748104035103323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-exhibition-plan-can-anymone.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111748032919269278</id><published>2005-05-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T12:12:09.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the Exhibition Can u imagine the office concept here coz i cant :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/shot2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/shot2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111748032919269278?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111748032919269278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111748032919269278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111748032919269278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111748032919269278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-exhibition-can-u-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111747910885197688</id><published>2005-05-30T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:51:48.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE TEARS TO CRY</title><content type='html'>Yeah I cried today and guess where and in front of who in front of my jury ,it’s that I couldn’t handle it anymore one of the Dr’s really got on my nerves for his stupidity. He wanted me to repeat the offices concept in the EXHIBITION???????? Don’t ask me how or why???????? This only got me mad and nervous but it’s not the reason I cried. I cried cause at the end of a fight about him wanting me 2 follow the offices style, lines and even wanted me to repeat the columns in the exhibition (stupid). Yeah after the fight he said something that caused me to explode and started to cry like crazy in front of everyone the Dr’s, prof’s students watching the jury and finally my classmates. He said you made a big progress to the level I doubt the fact you are the one who has done this project. I couldn’t handle it anymore I stared 2 cry and was fighting him back by reminding him of my previous projects .Then I reached a point where I collapsed and couldn’t talk anymore and just continued crying. The he came and me “ma tez3ali ana 3am bamdah feki “ I said “mish za3laneh” he started to imitate my voiced and repeated my words in a rude way then went away so the rest of the jury were like he didn’t mean it and don’t listen to him and that stuff then my prof stayed and told me “Akasro lali yza3lek “ yeah he is Egyptian &lt;br /&gt; the best. Well its not like I was the worst student in class and suddenly I got to this high level I was always from the 1st 5 of class now I am competing with the 1st :S. anyways I was happy the rest of the jury were defending me  At the end I guess I got the 2nd best mark in the end but its not the mark that matters if anyone can feel what I am talking about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111747910885197688?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='NO MORE TEARS TO CRY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111747910885197688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111747910885197688&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111747910885197688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111747910885197688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-more-tears-to-cry.html' title='NO MORE TEARS TO CRY'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111696311489098125</id><published>2005-05-24T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T12:31:54.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The interview</title><content type='html'>Well to be quick and to skip the boring details my birthday was so special . I got some gifts and two of them was really special to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those who cant sleep without knowing wat happened with me today in the interview i would like to say i am so sorry but the boss is still abroad and comin tomorrow cause he travelled saterday instead or thuesday last week for some reason so the interview was postponed to another date :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final jury is sunday so i am just soooooooo busy so plz everyone just wish me luck i need it :) i will try 2 post some pictures later coz i may get the highest mark on this one ;)&lt;br /&gt;tc :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111696311489098125?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='The interview'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111696311489098125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111696311489098125&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111696311489098125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111696311489098125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/interview.html' title='The interview'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111685605916648169</id><published>2005-05-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:50:50.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I AM 20 yrs now :)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my brother's graduation .&lt;br /&gt;Today is my birthday .&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my summer trainning  interview .&lt;br /&gt;What can i say except i am happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111685605916648169?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title=':D'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111685605916648169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111685605916648169&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111685605916648169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111685605916648169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111667099532251877</id><published>2005-05-21T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T03:23:15.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband (A Computer Professor) returning late from work</title><content type='html'>Husband: "Hi dear. I'm logged in"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: Have you brought the grocery?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Bad command or file name&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;wife: But I told you in the morning ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Erroneous syntax. Abort, retry, cancel?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: What about my new TV ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Variable not found&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: At least, give me your credit card. I need to do&lt;br /&gt;some shopping&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Sharing violation. Access denied&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: It was a great mistake that I married an idiot&lt;br /&gt;like you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Data type mismatch&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: You are useless&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: By default&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: What about your salary ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: File in use. Try after some time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: Who was in the car this morning ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: System is unstable. Press ALT + CTRL + DEL to&lt;br /&gt;reboot&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: Are you going to have some snacks ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: File system full&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: What is the relation between you and  your&lt;br /&gt;receptionist ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: only user with WRITE permission&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: What is my value in this family ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Unknown virus&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: Do you love me or your computer or you're being&lt;br /&gt;just funny ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Too many parameters !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: I will go to my dad's house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: This program has performed an illegal&lt;br /&gt;operation and will be&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;terminated&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: I'll leave you forever&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Close all programs and logout and then login&lt;br /&gt;as another user&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: It's worthless talking to you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Shutdown the computer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wife: I'm going&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Husband: It's now safe to turn off your computer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I WAS THE WIFE I WILL KILL HIM :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111667099532251877?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Husband (A Computer Professor) returning late from work'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111667099532251877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111667099532251877&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111667099532251877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111667099532251877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/husband-computer-professor-returning.html' title='Husband (A Computer Professor) returning late from work'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111650814527572866</id><published>2005-05-19T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T06:09:05.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy today :)</title><content type='html'>OH yeah i guess i feel happy today even though i didnt do well in my exam. I guess the mean reason behind that is that we ( me and nis) went to woodworks and asked them if we could take out summer training course there. We didnt talk to the main manager directly but one of the sales he went upstairs for 5 mins asked him and came back down telling us the good news that the manager is a bit busy cant meet us now coz he has some visitors but he said we are almost accepted we ony have to meet the manager after a week from today :) &lt;br /&gt;FINALLY i feel different and more mature coz i am almost 20 years now (less than a week:P). There is only one year left and i'll graduate , i just cant waitfor that day 2 come. I just want to end the university nightymare as soon as possible and face real life as a designer ( you cant imagine how nice it is to be called a designer) AND I AM GOING TO BE CALLED ONE SOON    YAHOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for everything and i also would like to thank my family :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111650814527572866?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Happy today :)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111650814527572866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111650814527572866&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111650814527572866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111650814527572866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-today.html' title='Happy today :)'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111624063333665026</id><published>2005-05-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T03:50:33.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is thought</title><content type='html'>When we cease to think, there is no life.How we think, is the kind of life we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are able to control our thoughts, we can determine the course of out life, and the way we feel during our time here (which is not much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very important to establish good thinking guidelines and follow them.Placing thoughts of peace and happiness in our minds will help to make our lives peaceful and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not set our thoughts properly, we will be dragged through life by way of places where we do not wish to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least dont flow with the wind , make your own path and clear it for others to follow you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111624063333665026?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='life is thought'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111610292422387219</id><published>2005-05-14T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:35:24.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Step Program Of Recovery For Web Addicts</title><content type='html'>1) I will have a cup of coffee in the morning and read my PAPER newspaper like I used to, before the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I will eat breakfast with a knife and fork and not with one hand typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I will get dressed before noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I will make an attempt to clean the house, wash clothes, and plan dinner before even thinking of the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I will sit down and write a letter to those unfortunate few friends and family that are Web-deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I will call someone on the phone who I cannot contact via the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I will read a book... if I still remember how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I will listen to those around me about their needs and stop telling them to turn the TV down so I can hear the music on the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I will not be tempted during TV commercials to check for email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I will try and get out of the house at least once a week, if it is necessary or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) I will remember that my bank is not forgiving if I forget to balance my checkbook because I was too busy on the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Last, but not least, I will remember that I must go to bed sometime... and the Web will always be there tomorrow &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111610292422387219?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='12 Step Program Of Recovery For Web Addicts'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111610292422387219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111610292422387219&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111610292422387219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111610292422387219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/12-step-program-of-recovery-for-web.html' title='12 Step Program Of Recovery For Web Addicts'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111607196205763963</id><published>2005-05-14T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T04:59:22.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/baby.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/baby.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new project( Jotun exhibition) its not the final version but at some points i feel i am not satisified so plz tell me wat u ppl think of this one??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111607196205763963?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111607196205763963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111607196205763963&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111607196205763963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111607196205763963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111607182330825367?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111607182330825367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111607182330825367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111607182330825367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111607182330825367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-second-floor-small-office.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111521890952187025</id><published>2005-05-04T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T08:01:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/jo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/jo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partion to cover the curtain wall in the office&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111521890952187025?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111521890952187025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111521890952187025&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521890952187025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521890952187025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/partion-to-cover-curtain-wall-in.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111521879963307535</id><published>2005-05-04T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:59:59.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/j.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/j.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketch of one of the partitions&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111521879963307535?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111521879963307535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111521879963307535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521879963307535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521879963307535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/sketch-of-one-of-partitions.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111521868540994482</id><published>2005-05-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:58:05.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/DSC00557.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/DSC00557.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole presentation &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111521868540994482?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111521868540994482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111521868540994482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521868540994482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521868540994482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/whole-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111521857723217136</id><published>2005-05-04T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:56:17.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/DSC00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/DSC00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of a section&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111521857723217136?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111521857723217136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111521857723217136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521857723217136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521857723217136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-part-of-section.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111521848036729774</id><published>2005-05-04T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T05:06:33.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/DSC00561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/DSC00561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my jury today atlast it was perfect better than i expected :D they didnt find anything wrong or ugly in my project so they started telling me the good sides i am so happy with my progress ;) so here some pics of my project :)&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to nader 4 helping me when my file had any kind of errors :) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/11057651-111521848036729774?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111521848036729774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111521848036729774&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521848036729774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111521848036729774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-had-my-jury-today-atlast-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111496798828971718</id><published>2005-05-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T10:36:06.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name's analysis</title><content type='html'>I know i blogged the meaning of my name but shaden analysed my name again so here u go :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mira this is about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the name Mira creates the urge to be creative and original, we call attention to the challenge of controlling temper as a result of a highly intense, dissatisfied, and restless quality. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses or accidents to the head, worry and mental tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first name of Mira has given you energy, drive, and ambition, but also an almost excessively strong-willed and independent nature. While you are creative, inventive, and ingenious in practical matters, and always ready to initiate and promote new undertakings, you often experience difficulty in bringing your undertakings to a successful conclusion because of your own changing interests or changing circumstances. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks shaden :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111496798828971718?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='My name&apos;s analysis'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111496798828971718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111496798828971718&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111496798828971718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111496798828971718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-names-analysis.html' title='My name&apos;s analysis'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111488232579331063</id><published>2005-04-30T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T10:32:05.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>Happy easter everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111488232579331063?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Happy Easter'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111488232579331063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111488232579331063&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111488232579331063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111488232579331063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111488036409927193</id><published>2005-04-30T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T10:55:57.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life vs AutoCAD file</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/gibson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/320/gibson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Life is like an AutoCAD file when you first open a new file its empty and u start to fill it line by line. So with each line you draw you three things happen&lt;br /&gt;1. The picture starts to be clearer and more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;2. You�re a line closer to the end&lt;br /&gt;3. You increase the load on the file&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       So when u increase the load on the file there is a big chance that it can give you a fatal error any second so you have to save and save as every while for you not to lose those lines you drew which will later form a beautiful picture but if you look close enough they are just bunch of lines with a relation between them.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;       If a fatal error occurred you either lose the whole thing (faster than ctrl +Z) or if you're lucky you will lose a small part of the file. But In all cases U have 2 be strong enough to face the consequences and have to be ready to repeat the whole drawing experience again or just close the file and another cycle will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Life can be tricky it can move your way till it reaches a peak where its fully loaded and hit you hard on your face so u have to be strong and face it . &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/640/gibson.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111488036409927193?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111488036409927193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111488036409927193&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111488036409927193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111488036409927193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-vs-autocad-file.html' title='Life vs AutoCAD file'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111469283314995229</id><published>2005-04-28T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T06:10:26.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in the middle</title><content type='html'>Have u ever felt lost in the middle between what u feel and wat u believe???&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever meant 2 do smthn but done the opposite!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever lost alot in a foolish moment and its hard 2 get things back ???&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry  i did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111469283314995229?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Lost in the middle'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111469283314995229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111469283314995229&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111469283314995229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111469283314995229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost-in-middle.html' title='Lost in the middle'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111428709786231612</id><published>2005-04-23T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T13:11:37.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>My blog is back thx to hindo but i am too busy 2 post so i will have a brk . Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111428709786231612?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='Back'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111428709786231612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111428709786231612&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111428709786231612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111428709786231612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111364899725777339</id><published>2005-04-16T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:56:37.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dare to be there&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111364899725777339?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111364899725777339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111364899725777339&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111364899725777339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111364899725777339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/dare-to-be-there.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111359580168251628</id><published>2005-04-15T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T04:09:18.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WISDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't hurt anyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It only takes a few seconds to hurt people you love , and it can take years to heal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"There are two eternities that can break you down. Yesterday and Tomorrow. One is gone and the other doesnt exist...So live TODAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marriage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not marry a person you know you can live with ; only marry someone that you cannot live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Money can buy everything but happiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"It takes years to build trust, and only few seconds to destroy it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Value!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"What is most vaulable in not what you have but who you have in your life "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111359580168251628?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/' title='WISDOM'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111359580168251628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111359580168251628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111359580168251628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111359580168251628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/wisdom.html' title='WISDOM'/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11057651.post-111351030813017361</id><published>2005-04-14T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:25:08.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Girls&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/1024/girl1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/252/4322/400/girl1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11057651-111351030813017361?l=mirashnoudi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/feeds/111351030813017361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11057651&amp;postID=111351030813017361&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111351030813017361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11057651/posts/default/111351030813017361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirashnoudi.blogspot.com/2005/04/girls.html' title=''/><author><name>M!R@CHK@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02054206591570742028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BrXJVo4fls/TGwlzkQCbhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/weHcW6T39EU/S220/DSC01290.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
