<?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-37482011</id><updated>2011-08-09T17:21:14.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..and the craziness~ must go on..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-3226943837318679778</id><published>2007-01-14T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:34:56.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams, tiramisu, and sheesha! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*dances around*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy!! im DONE with finals!!! no more of university for a WHOLE month:D no more of waking up early in the morning and feeling like crap!! haha, this is VERY exciting. at times i almost go like 'shit, have to study for control systems' but then i think to myself SCREW EXAMS! SCREW CONRTOL SYSTEMS! SCREW UNIVERSITY!! whaao, saying this really feels good:P i just hope i get anything above a C in that one class =(. cant be bothered with THAT ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, soo yesterday all of us got done with exams together:P me, manx, and hodhod! and we wanted to do something 'FUN' for the post-exams celebration:P haha, so we decided to go get professional pictures done!! right after the exams we went to the salon and got ready! *wink* al of us were SOOO excited about the whole pictures and stuff but when we saw all the photo places closed we were reallllyy bummed! manx almost cried:P hahaha, heyy, we WERE reallllyyy upset! the place was gonna take a while to open so we went and had lunch. oh oh oh, we got the free glasses from mcdonalds:P in PINK!:D hahaha. anyways, so laterrrr we went to the place and got them done. we looked sooooooooooooooo pretty!! (mashallah) hahaha, not that im full of myself or anything but i thought we looked REALLLLLYYY nice. surprisinly nice actually *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, just for the heck of killing time manx and i went for sheesha! totally NOT cuz i was craving it and i had passed an ultimatum that if we dont go for sheesha im gonna kill someone:P hahahaha *halo appears* and OHMIGOD! we had the craziest time EVER. we were laughing SOO loudly in the cafe that im sure everyone thought we were high or something:P oooh, we ordered apple with cherry sheesha (thanks to bored for introducing it to us:D) oooh, and we had some AMAZING tiramisu. it happened to end VERY quickly:P we took VERY random pictures and had a realllllllyyy good time. one of the best sheesha times EVER. hehe, im glad i have friends who dont make me feel 'out-of-place' looooveee them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020271291557546754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AheRVaJCbvs/RauWJCFhCwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TmgNmuK3QXg/s320/DSC03987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sooo, im off to pakistan soon. wont be blogging for a while. so take care aaaaaaalll!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;manx: ill misss you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;don: misss mee:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bored: good luck with alll that:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hodhod: pick up that aussi accent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;moaaz/saad: STUDY well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;saud: hope your cars alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hira/yasmin: CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sadaf/feef: lemme know what you all want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-3226943837318679778?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/3226943837318679778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=3226943837318679778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/3226943837318679778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/3226943837318679778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2007/01/exams-tiramisu-and-sheesha-lol.html' title='exams, tiramisu, and sheesha! LOL'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AheRVaJCbvs/RauWJCFhCwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TmgNmuK3QXg/s72-c/DSC03987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-5415523318915479247</id><published>2007-01-11T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T06:25:10.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finalllyyyyy =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i HATE going to 'the craziness~ must go on..' and seeing the [stupid] professor post there"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahaha, after hearing this for the 197th time from manx, i decided to update my blog:P its not that i didnt have stuff to blog about its just that i didnt have the time to! i actually had a whole list of the titles of my posts sorted out in my mind [hehehe] but i guess now its just wayyy tooo old to talk about it. more like blog abt it:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i guess to sum it up, i have been extremely busy the last month. the wedding first, then eid, and then finals, which im still not done with! *goes to the corner and cries* i have my HARDEST exam on saturday. all you people out there who exist, WISH ME LUCK! i neeeeeeeed itttt:P hehehe, well being me, id still manage to screw it up somehow:P hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ooh, im REALLLY full right now. had an amazing meal at hardees with manx and darkshine:D im glad they took me there:P hehe, thank god manx felt better after the horrible ride back home. i mean it did mess up her head a bit but thats EXACTLY what was fun about her being sick:p hahaha or maybe it was just me and DS who thought so! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways, time to go sleeep now! am really tired from the past couple days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh, and i just realized its the weeeeeeekend:D *yaayyyy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-5415523318915479247?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/5415523318915479247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=5415523318915479247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/5415523318915479247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/5415523318915479247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2007/01/finalllyyyyy-p.html' title='finalllyyyyy =P'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-3163520781343380595</id><published>2006-12-14T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:29:18.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Fun Things For Professors To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahaha, this post is all thanks to darkshine! we were sitting in class and she saw it online:) while we were readint this, both of us had tears in our eyes from laughing and our stomaches started hurting. REALLLLYY funny. enjooooyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a list of fun things professors can do to for fun on the first day of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wear a hood with one eyehole. Periodically make strange gurgling noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. After confirming everyone's names on the roll, thank the class for attending "Advanced Astrodynamics 690" and mention that yesterday was the last day to drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. After turning on the overhead projector, clutch your chest and scream "MY PACEMAKER!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4. Wear a pointed Kaiser helmet and a monocle and carry a riding crop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. Gradually speak softer and softer and then suddenly point to a student and scream "YOU! WHAT DID I JUST SAY?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6. Deliver your lecture through a hand puppet. If a student asks you a question directly, say in a high-pitched voice, "The Professor can't hear you, you'll have to ask *me*, Winky Willy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7. If someone asks a question, walk silently over to their seat, hand them your piece of chalk, and ask, "Would YOU like to give the lecture, Mr. Smartypants?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8. Pick out random students, ask them questions, and time their responses with a stop watch. Record their times in your grade book while muttering "tsk, tsk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. Ask students to call you "Tinkerbell" or "Surfin' Bird."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10. Stop in mid-lecture, frown for a moment, and then ask the class whether your butt looks fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11. Play "Kumbaya" on the banjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12. Show a video on medieval torture implements to your calculus class. Giggle throughout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13. Announce "you'll need this," and write the suicide prevention hotline number on the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;14. Wear mirrored sunglasses and speak only in Turkish. Ignore all questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;15. Start the lecture by dancing and lip-syncing to James Brown's "Sex Machine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;16. Ask occasional questions, but mutter "as if you gibbering Simps would know," and move on before anyone can answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;17. Ask the class to read Jenkins through Johnson of the local phone book by the next lecture. Vaguely imply that there will be a quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;18. Have one of your graduate students sprinkle flower petals ahead of you as you pace back and forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;19. Address students as "worm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;20. Announce to students that their entire grades will be based on a single-question oral final exam. Imply that this could happen at any moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;21. Turn off the lights, play a tape of crickets chirping, and begin singing spirituals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;22. Ask for a volunteer for a demonstration. Ask them to fill out a waiver as you put on a lead apron and light a blowtorch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;23. Point the overhead projector at the class. Demand each student's name, rank, and serial number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;24. Begin class by smashing the neck off a bottle of vodka, and announce that the lecture's over when the bottle's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;25. Have a band waiting in the corner of the room. When anyone asks a question, have the band start playing and sing an Elvis song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;26. Every so often, freeze in mid sentence and stare off into space for several minutes. After a long, awkward silence, resume your sentence and proceed normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27. Wear a "virtual reality" helmet and strange gloves. When someone asks a question, turn in their direction and make throttling motions with your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;28. Mention in passing that you're wearing rubber underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;29. Growl constantly and address students as "matey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;30. Devote your math lecture to free verse about your favorite numbers and ask students to "sit back and groove."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;31. Announce that last year's students have almost finished their class projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;32. Inform your English class that they need to know Fortran and code all their essays. Deliver a lecture on output format statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;33. Bring a small dog to class. Tell the class he's named "Boogers McGee" and is your "mascot." Whenever someone asks a question, walk over to the dog and ask it, "What'll be, McGee?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;34. Wear a feather boa and ask students to call you "Snuggles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;35. Tell your math students that they must do all their work in a base 11 number system. Use a complicated symbol you've named after yourself in place of the number 10 and threaten to fail students who don't use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;36. Claim to be a chicken. Squat, cluck, and produce eggs at irregular intervals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;37. Bring a CPR dummy to class and announce that it will be the teaching assistant for the semester. Assign it an office and office hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;38. Have a grad student in a black beret pluck at a bass while you lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;39. Sprint from the room in a panic if you hear sirens outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;40. Give an opening monologue. Take two minute "commercial breaks" every ten minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;41. Tell students that you'll fail them if they cheat on exams or "fake the funk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;42. Announce that you need to deliver two lectures that day, and deliver them in rapid-fire auctioneer style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;43. Pass out dental floss to students and devote the lecture to oral hygiene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;44. Announce that the entire 32-volume Encyclopedia Britannica will be required reading for your class. Assign a report on Volume 1, Aardvark through Armenia, for next class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;45. Ask students to list their favorite showtunes on a signup sheet. Criticize their choices and make notes in your grade book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;46. Sneeze on students in the front row and wipe your nose on your tie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;47. Warn students that they should bring a sack lunch to exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;48. Refer frequently to students who died while taking your class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;49. Show up to lecture in a ventilated clean suit. Advise students to keep their distance for their own safety and mutter something about "that bug I picked up in the field."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;50. Jog into class, rip the textbook in half, and scream, "Are you pumped? ARE YOU PUMPED? I CAN'T HEEEEEEAR YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-3163520781343380595?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/3163520781343380595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=3163520781343380595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/3163520781343380595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/3163520781343380595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/12/50-fun-things-for-professors-to-do.html' title='50 Fun Things For Professors To Do'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-8409394287252540409</id><published>2006-12-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T23:44:15.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You've Lived In Saudi Arabia When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;found an itneresting thing online... i dont think anything here is offensive but still, it if offends anyone, im sorry. didnt mean to:) ehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You Know You've Lived In Saudi Arabia When...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think SR500 is a good price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You enjoy channel 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your idea of housework is leaving a list for the housekeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think black is appropriate daytime wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You wear a jacket inside and take it off when you go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know which end of a shwarma to unwrap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think that the further you inch into an intersection the faster the light will turn green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You give directions by landmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have more carpets than floor space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You expect gold for every birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You send your friends a map instead of your address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You begin admiring other women's "Designer" abayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You expect to pay more for water than for petrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You've heard of or tried "hubbly bubbly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You get confused because US money isn't color-coded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You remember not eating in public in the daytime during the holy month of Ramadan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know someone is referring to Pepsi when they say "BEBSI".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have ever had to wait for prayer call to be over to finish shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have friends from 50 different countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rain is still one of the most wonderful sounds in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have sat in a "men's" or "women's" section in an airport, hospital, or restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think anyone with a cane is out to get you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think a desert storm is a war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think a red light means "step on it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You don't think it is ostentatious to own more than one Rolex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your school closes early because of sandstorms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are not surprised to see an 8 year old driving the car next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You can't buy anything without asking for a discount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You think cars only come in white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-8409394287252540409?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/8409394287252540409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=8409394287252540409' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/8409394287252540409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/8409394287252540409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-know-youve-lived-in-saudi-arabia.html' title='You Know You&apos;ve Lived In Saudi Arabia When...'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-4172426171978090617</id><published>2006-12-05T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:13:59.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zeeshan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i have been thinking about writing about zeeshan for quite some time now but i just havent been able to gather up enough courage to put it down in words. actually, im not even sure if i would be able to...ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, its almost gonna be a year on december 20th. he died in a car accident and they say it was not his fault. i had known him ALLL my life!!! god, soo many memories with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th grade:&lt;/strong&gt; got to know him for the first time in 6th grade thru a friend (haris). apparently he wanted to ask me out and back then i HATED guys. well, i mean most 6th grade girls hate guys anyways:P it obviously came to me as a shock since he was the first guy ever who wanted to be my 'boyfriend'! i remember walking with him to the bus and being all pathetically shy and not being able to tell him that i was 'so-not-interested'. that was it. didnt talk to him for the rest of the school year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th grade:&lt;/strong&gt; we took urdu together but we always managed to sit at opposite ends of the class and tried our best never to make eye contact. but one day out urdu teacher made us sit together and he couldnt resist cheating off me on the test:P hehehe, that sort of got us started talking again but we still had that awkward thing between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th grade:&lt;/strong&gt; we got reallllyyy close since he was dating my best friend and i was dating his. i remember those times the 4 of us would hang out together and skip classes and all. FUN! everytime id be upset id always go to him and he would figure stuff out for me. he was SUCHH a jaaaan (sweetheart, i guess?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after 8th grade, he left saudi and went to pakistan and i left for states. we would talk once in a while and it would be just SOOO much fun. he would flirt around, crack stupid jokes, tell me im the most pathetic girl hes ever met and yet make me feel SOO special, talk about old days, bitch about our ex-es:P, and a whole lot more. then, one summer when i went to pakistan we got REALLLLYY close. id talk to him every single day for hours! and every day he would say "sarah, just admit it! no ones gonna marry you and i know ill end up marrying you" and id tell him, "id rather die than marry you" hehe. he was SUCH a flirt but thats exactly what i loved about him! everything was soo much fun with him! anyways, i came back to saudi in august and he was getting ready to go to canada in january. we would talk every once in a while, and hed be the same stupid person he was:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the last time i talked to him was a couple days before he died(sunday, 18th december 2005). he was telling me how hes gonna be in dubai for new years and i should go there so we could party together. told him that wasnt possible since i doubt id get permission to go to dubai for new years:P hehe, so he made me promise that if he could come to bahrain, id take a day out for him and i agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the friday after that, 23rd december 2005, i was online and this friend told me how she heard on orkut that zeeshan has passed away in a car accident. i was SOOOOO MAD at her. told her NOT TO GO THE F*** AROUND TELLING ME MY FRIENDS DEAD! i was sooo upset, went offline and was gonna call him to make sure he was okay. i told myself that its stupid, i KNOW hes fine and i dont need to call to make sure. so, i just left it there and went to eat. i couldnt stop thinking about what that girl told me and WHY would she tell me something like that. but then, i knew he was FINE! he wasnt about to leave us!!! but it kept bothering me, i HAD to call him and talk to him once before i jumped to conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all i had to hear was his brother answer his phone for him, and i was a wreck! i burst out crying, couldnt even talk to his brother (which i probably should have since he was in the worst place) i dont even remember how long i cried for! at that time i knew i could only talk to one perosn who would understand EXACTLY how i feel and that was abeer! (thanks hun *HUG*) called her up and we both just cried on the phone for 15 mins. for some reason it made both of us feel better. but it wasnt over. i couldnt stop thinking about it! the stupidest thing would make me cry. if someone told me i was pathetic, i would cry just cuz it would remind me of him. i couldnt even go to the vending machines since they would have a drink named 'shani' (his nickname). it was SOOO hard. id look at my phonebook in my cell and know that hes never gonna call me again or hes never gonna sms. i knew that a lil window in my msn wont ever say "shani has signed in" i knew i would never hear his AWESOME australian accent EVER. it was just reallly hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ever since december started, i couldnt help but think its almost gonna be a year! i wont say i have thought about him every single day of the year, but i have thought about him ALOT! there was sooo much that would remind me of him. everytime i pray for my nana (mom's dad) and my phopho (dad's sister) who have also passed away, i pray for zeeshan. everyday before aftaar this whole ramadan, i would pray for him. whenever id get the chance, id pray extra 'nafil' for him. only cuz i know he needs it:( lets just hope he rests in peace now. may Allah give him the best there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zeeshan-you know i loooove you! and you cant even imagine how much i f-ing miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this isnt even half of what i feel and im not great writer to put it in excellent words. just tried to make myself feel better. and like i say, a part of me has died with him whereas i try to keep a part of him alive with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i prolly dont make sense, so just ignore this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-4172426171978090617?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/4172426171978090617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=4172426171978090617' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/4172426171978090617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/4172426171978090617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/12/zeeshan.html' title='zeeshan..'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-6123912335198487577</id><published>2006-12-03T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:49:38.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like/dislike list =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i would have LOVED the title to be love/hate list but my mom says that these are really strong words. esplly 'hate'. she says its toooo strong of a word to use when referring to lil things. (and, im a good mommy's girl:D)well, so here it goes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i 'like'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-happy people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-laughing at stupid lil things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-watching LOTS of tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-internet:P (what would i do without it?haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-*gasp* how could i forget SHOAIB MALIK and ELIJAH WOOD! (they actually make it to my LOVE list *wink*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-RANDOMNESS! surprise me:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-pink and yellow. actually for that matter any color thats bright and happy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-skiing (i miss it:( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-curly hair (only on guys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-well dressed people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-particular people in thoob!! (HOTNESS:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-shaved heads (only on guys again, hahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-sheeshaaaaaaaa:P and people who appreciate it and go all crazy on it:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-painted toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and my 'dislike' list..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-narrow-minded people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-unorganized folders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-crumpled/torn papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-waking up early for some stupid class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-people who DONT KNOW HOW TO SMILE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-people who never have anything nice to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-people who hate life! (come on!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-insects:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-my university at the moment (im not too sure tho:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-high heels (they make my feet hurt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-messed up hair (guys can pull off that look, but girls.. PLEASE brush your hair in the morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-romantic mushy icky guys!! *puke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-the thought of 'being in love' and EVERYTHING revolving around that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-biology:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aah, this is getting too long. i know theres lots more but for now im gonna end it here:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-6123912335198487577?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/6123912335198487577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=6123912335198487577' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/6123912335198487577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/6123912335198487577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/12/likedislike-list-p.html' title='like/dislike list =P'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116454592997875493</id><published>2006-11-26T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:20:41.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aah, confusion!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;why is it that everytime im in class i think have soooo much to write in my 'next' post but when im actually here i cant think of anything. god, blogger's block prolly:P haha oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lets see, this week has been ALOT better than last week:) and thank god for that. hmmm, didnt do much yet. ooh, actually i did:D today saud and i went out killing time and we ended up in front of this ice skating ring and bowling alley. i dragged him with me to see how thier ring actually is and if women are even allowed to skate (like mall of dhahran, only kids??) hehe, it was soooo nice:D i cannnt wait to go there with FUN people. and i repeat FUN! anyways being there made me miss those times we would go ice skating every weekend with nikki (misss youuu girl) she tried rlly hard teaching us but that apparently didnt work out. we even went with samia once and thats was also fun. the best part is falling down and then laughing like crazyy and then trying to stand up and then falling again and then laughing and on..:P hehe, miss those crazy times. which reminds me i need to post about skiing too:D oh welll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh well.. didnt really have class today. just sat and talked to the masoud in class and complained:S was pathetic until this friend of mine walked into class an hour late. and it made me go like "*gasp* HOTNESS" hahaha, seriously he looked super hot today. i liked his style and all anyways but whaaaooo, the whole saudi look with thoob adds to it:P and then of course there are those 3 streaks of dyed hair (dyed by his sister, i might add), and the pierced ear:P hahaha, NO i dont obssess over him and stare at him. its just that when i was helping him with one of the assignments i noticed these things. hahaha, oh well.. randomness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what else? oh, theres this guy i have to stop talking to and i cant get myself to tell him that =\ hes actually a friends friend. well, WAS a friends friend and thats how i got to know him. and now they dont talk so i dont rlly feel right talking to him. thats one thing i dont like about myself. i can NEVER say anything mean on anyone's face. ill sms/email, but cant ever on the phone or in person. for that matter, i cant even say 'NO' to anyone :S i have gotten myself into sooooo many situations where i end up doing stuff i dont want to only cuz i cant say no. let it be going for coffee with some wierd guy or going over to a random persons house to study! oh well, thats just me:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hmmmm, oh im gonna skip school tom! *yayyyy* hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways, time to go spend some time with the tv (he rlly misses me:P) hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;eennjoooyy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116454592997875493?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116454592997875493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116454592997875493' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116454592997875493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116454592997875493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/aah-confusion.html' title='aah, confusion!!'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116412980339996676</id><published>2006-11-21T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:57:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant think of a titlee =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mannnnn, have i been slacking or WHAT? i have been thinking of updtaing my blog but 1) i havent been getting time with all the midterms and crap. 2) nothing exciting enough to put up here. 3) been too lazy to think of something fun:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;welll, this week was pretty blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sunday- just one of those stupid regular first-day-of-the-week. well, sort of got into a fight with a friend but it really wasnt a fight. i thought he was mad at me but then all that apparently was a figment of my imagination:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-i think i had an exam that day. ooh, yeah i did! interactive system. went okay.. did something VERYYYY pathetic but then again. thats just me:P hahaha oh, and i was begining to think it was already thursday:( but it wasnt even CLOSE to that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-had an open book exam with masoud. he still managed to screw all of us up. god, that guyyyy needs to go kill himself sometime VERY soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- had another exam. was pathetic got done in 5 mins and then i just sat and looked at people in my class for about 15 mins. dang it, we need more hot guys:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-YAYYYY!! finallly, TGIH? haha, doesnt make sense but you get the point dont you?? i had ANOTHER/LAST exam that day. it was java. screwed up SOOOO badly. you know im starting to believe.. back in the day, either some really dumb guy (abbas? tehmoore?) OR the girls in my caclulus class(*gasp* fatima? bushra? y-y?) put a curse on me:P and it prolly was something like.. 'once she fails one test, she wont pass AT ALL after that' hahaha, i swear to god:P after that freaking masoud test i failed, im struggling quite honestly:P hahah, lets just hope i manage to survive or else id be left with no other option than dropping out of college and running away to the bahamas with.... dammit, i need someone to run with! *sigh* oh welll, enough of college. sooooo, when we were finalllly done with classes and all we decided to go for sheesha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sheesha-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it needs its own paragraph and special font:P hahaha oh well..it was hilarious! to we ran into our university president at the cafe we went and he was also sitting there and having sheesha:P we OBVIOUSLY didnt wanna smoke in front of him:S haha, was soo funny. then, we didnt get the couches we wanted to sit on:(. but this eygption guy who was hitting on sameera (*wink*) got us a nice place to sit:D we sat and waited for our sheeshas while we watched some arabic songs on tv:P oh welll, may and i ordered sweet melon and saud ordered cocktail. hahaha, and i think may and i have developed a habit of NOT liking our sheeshas and hoggin the persons who takes us there:P saud was nice enough to let us get hooked onto the cocktail:P hahaha, you are the best:D oh well, the only thing was sameera made me feel soo bad:P hahaha, she doesnt smoke and niether does she plan on trying! oye sammy stop making us feel bad/awara:P oooooooooohhh, and you know what the funniest thing is?? if you have some sheesha and then drink some diet pepsi it tastes all spicyy! hahaha, spicy diet pepsi:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh welll, the bus ride back was fiine too until mayatee got upset. now, thats one person i NEVER want to see cry/upset. its soo hard:( i swear to god, shes one person who makes me think life IS fun. and its not the big things in life that can make some smile/laugh, its the stupid lil things :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh well, this was my week:P take careee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love to aaalllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116412980339996676?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116412980339996676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116412980339996676' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116412980339996676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116412980339996676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/cant-think-of-titlee-p.html' title='cant think of a titlee =P'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116400792515025318</id><published>2006-11-19T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:42:30.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fear of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;howdyyy!! hehe, this is gonna be fun for all the evil people out there who like scaring the living crap out of me:P so here goes a list of my fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-dark-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; theres NO way i can sleep in a room without a nightlight!! (note to my to-be-husband: you BETTER be okay with the whole nightlight thing or else im gonna push you down the stairs:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-heights-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make me dizzy:S the only time i have actually survived the height is while skiing down the BIG hill:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-anything that has more than two legs and moves-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; YES! that includes all insects/animals (even the cute ones:P) hehe, annd all animals with exactly TWO legs too:P hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-people yelling at me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i just dont like it when people yell at me. PERIOD. makes me cry. btw, all of the above can manage to make me cry:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scary movies-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no matter how corny they are, i just can NOT watch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-big black guys in downtown philadelphia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im not a racist but they just scare me. i feel like they are gonna smack me:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-CRAZY roller coasters-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, i have been on most of them but they sure were scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-deep waters-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; well, i DID but considering the fact that i cross a bridge over the gulf sea EVERY SINGLE day (twice, i might add), i feel like i have gotten over it:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-masoud-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, that freaking guy scares me to death. id rather go kill myself than skip his class:P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it i guess. i mean i certainly hope this is it:P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i PUBLICLY admit that i AM a chicken:P and theres nothing YOU or anyone can do abt it:P hahaha. oh and hodhod says im a cute chicken:P (hahah, no im NOT full of myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to all my readers&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116400792515025318?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116400792515025318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116400792515025318' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116400792515025318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116400792515025318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/fear-of.html' title='fear of...'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116368161794349974</id><published>2006-11-16T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:53:37.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those regulars...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;man, i was actually excited about putting something fun here. but my blogs already gettng boring and its been what? 3 and a half days (like may would say)? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh well, ill try to make it fella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;soo, thursday! you know what the worst feeling is? waking up to go for university and the WHOLE house is asleep cuz technically its the weekend in saudi. and sinceee i freaking have to cross borders i get stuck waking up early and going thru the whole 'cant-be-bothered' stage.   (run-on sentence? mrs marcos is gonna be rllly upset with me:P) hehe, anyways so i had two tests todayyy and i dont know whats wrong with me. i cant be bothered for anything other than masoud. i did not study atttt all for either of them. actually i did, i read the first page of my java notes and tried figuring something out until i slept on them(literallyy) and woke up by the *crunch* of it:P hahahaha thankfully, we didnt have that test today. but even if we did, i had a back-up plan..FATIN! *wink* haha. my other test was fiiine. i finished an hour long test in 15 mins. kidna got me worried there but then i was like 'aaah, i dont care:P' and just left the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh well, i was thinking of getting my haircut today during my break but then mayate insisted that i get it cut with her after we get done. i was sort of worried since she is all about WHACKO hairstyles but she promised me she wont say a word to me at the parlour:P hhahaha (i loooove you:P) except maybe convince me to get a fringe. hahaha. which reminds meeee, my hair is oh-so-super long these days. i have never had them this long ever! i was always one of those girls who ALWAYS had short hair and convinced most of the girls around me to cut thiers short too since it looks sooo much better, feels better, easier to handle and blah blah. (god, whats with me and looooooong senteces today?:P)  i think ill miss them:P which reminds me, ill try to put a 'before-after' picture up here (like someone asked me to:P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and OHMIGOD!! today is saima bajis dholki!! i cant believe im going to my best friends dholki and SHE is not gonna be there! :'( its gonnna suckk i sweeaaarr!! i neverr thought this would ever happen. i remember back in the day we used to plan how we are gonna do 'this and that' for her sisters dholki/shadi and all. i remember i went to this one dholki once with her and it was soooooooooo much fun dancing with her (hey, both of us are VERY straight:P haha)!! and everyone was like "ager sarah-yasmin nahi hotey tho dholki per ronaq nahi hoti" (hahaha, ill try to translate it:P 'if sarah and yasmin wouldnt have been here at the dholki it wouldnt have been fun' doesnt sound too right but thats the best i can do now:P)  *sigh* i miss you yasmin! i certainly hope no one asks me to dance today. its gonna be soo wierd! :S heyyy, which reminds me, abeer ill prolly get to see your mom and amna tonight!! *yyaaaayyyyyyy* i swear to god, i want my daughter to be as girlie as she is. soooooooo cute!! mashallahh:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i guess this is it for now. ill write more about my haircut and the dholki in the next one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gotta go to class now:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;arrivederci.. which btw means byebye in italian:P haha, i know a lil bit of italian from the pinocchio musical we did back in the day:P haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116368161794349974?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116368161794349974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116368161794349974' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116368161794349974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116368161794349974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-of-those-regulars.html' title='one of those regulars...'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116350381419909337</id><published>2006-11-14T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:57:26.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me + my friends = cRRazziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yayy! i love people who comment:D hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sooo, today i thought id write a lil about my friends and the crazy/fun times i have spent with them. sucks how im most of them arent here with me:( i misssss them!! anyways, enough of that:P haha, here it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mayy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- aaah, juuustt waaayyyyy too many to put them here. but i'd like to stick with the offering ice cream to RANDOM guys in front of msc donalds:P hahahaha (i miss those times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hadeel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tryiinng on wedddinng dressesss:P hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;affifa(a.k.a my partner in crime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - craving diet pepsi at times when we were NOT allowed to be out of rooms and actually making the effort to go down to the vending machines. not only that, getting caught by the security guards there and wishing him a good night in return of the 'GIRLS, WHAT YOU DOING HERE AT THIS TIME??'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sadaf-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;night-walking barefoot to a different building the nightt before graduation! (i wonderrrrrr if we would have been suspended(?) expelled(?) if we had gotten caught.. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;fatima-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe, too innocent of a girl to do something crazy (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abeer- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it has GOTTT to be the meena bazar:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hira-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dumping **n*n (hahahaha, remember THAT??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yasmin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;having a not-so-innocent conversation with a freak at 1 in the morning (i know it still haunts you yasmin:P and hey, hira was there too) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;maryam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- hehehe, the 'education' sessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;fatin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;breakfast walking to class? hehehe:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- throwing popcorn on guys at the beach:P haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- my 10 years with you in school were suupperr crazyy and dont worry i wont elaborate:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tehmoore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- 8th grade history classes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abbas-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; refer to tehmoores:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- out on new years and smuggling me in those places:P (was soooooooo much fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;jaffer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those trips to halal chinese (Os Place:P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;saud-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you are tooo good to do anything crazy:P hehe but hey, thanks for the milkshake today:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sameeraa-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;those jumpy/bumpy bus rides have been crazy along with that one time at moroccan cafe after which u smelled like grapes. or was it strawberry?:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;zainab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- locking the keys of the car INSIDE the car at a mall which was an hour away from mason!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;manal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; discussing 'girl' problems which YOU are free of:P hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;kathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- running out of gas at around 2 a.m. and then walking about 2 kms for gas and then FINALLY giving up and getting a ride from the police (hahaha, my first and hopefully the last time in a car with a policeman. unless ofcourse, hes hotttt:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE loser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*yawn* starbucks?:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asna/ahmed/fahad-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the day tha damn rain ruined ALL our plans and we ended up *aheem* in the lawn:P (hey, we realllyy wanted to slide down from ahmed's NEW car. acha, shut up!! we DID NOT:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farah mami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- (yeah, i know shes a mami, but more like a frrriiend to me:P) hahaha, got veryyyy close to asking a guy out:P (hey, his name was shahrukh and he looked like salman khan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i realized while writing this? it is realllllllyy hard writing ONLY one thing for each. there are lots of times i have had crazy moments with each of them, but ill just tried to sticking to one:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i tried to put everyone up here. hope i dont get clawed for not putting the names up of people i forgot (??) hehe, i think i love you anyways:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways, latttterrr gator:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh, i feel like a gatorade now hehe:P hey, stop reading and bye! but dont forget to comment(A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116350381419909337?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116350381419909337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116350381419909337' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116350381419909337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116350381419909337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-my-friends-crrazziness.html' title='me + my friends = cRRazziness'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116342642357111032</id><published>2006-11-13T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:06:39.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week of midterms =S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okayyy, so i have finally figured out how to add posts. and hey, for beginners its not easy to figure your way around. its confusing!! the designer of this website did NOT keep usability goals in his/her whatsoever! [i wonder if i can get kicked out of this website for this:P] eh, maybe its only cuz of the interactive designing class i have this semester. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah, this semester is SOOOOO crazy! i guess i just have rlly hard subjects. i cant even skip anymore. can YOU imagine?? hahaha! oh well, sooo midterms! im not so sure if i should be depressed or laughing (like i am right now) about my first one. it was control systems *pukes* with masoud! *pukes ALL the intestines out* and yeah, i failed! i got 48.75% and id like to consider it a 49:P hahaha, its actually the first time EVER i have failed :\ and when i got my midterm back today i burst out laughing in class. actually, come to think of it, i think i failed a physics test too back in 12th grade. eh, im not sure. hahahaha its funny but when i think about a D on my transcripts (i know i wont get an F for sure, cuz the prof says he gives a D if you only just show up in class/exams. or else im sure i would have managed to pull an F) it freaks me out. i dont even have a C in college yet. my lowest was a B+ that too in calculus when i was in states (with a freaking chinese prodessor who called me 'sella')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy, you know what i just realized? i liiiiiiiiikke this. i can complain all i want and theres NO ONE to actually stop me or give me those looks:P hahaha *jumps around* now i know where allll my complaints are gonna go. hahaha. oh, this reminds of another thing that pisses the people i talk to off. SHOAIB MALIK! hahahaha, yayyy! i get to write about him too:D haha. and hey those of you reading this and making a face KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE! he HAS been playing welllll for a while now. 69 in the first innings *muaah* hahaha. *sigh* i want him =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, gotta run. have to study for networking tom. i oh-so-badly hope i pass:P btw, its with the same crappy ass professor who failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yalla, byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p.s. a fewww surprised comments are making me add this to my post. first of all i DID study for the exammm!!! it was just wayyyyy toooo freaking hard. and then, the highest score was a 55. yeah, NO ONE passed! hahaha *phew* i feel better about myself now:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116342642357111032?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116342642357111032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116342642357111032' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116342642357111032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116342642357111032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/week-of-midterms-s.html' title='the week of midterms =S'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37482011.post-116318111308961485</id><published>2006-11-10T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:51:53.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beginning of the blogs =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okay, so i have finally gotten myself to join one of these blog things. thanks to may, abeer, zohaib, maha ( i knw you dont know me:P) and whose ever blogs i have read.  to begin with, lets get a few things straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-if you think you are gonna come here and read some high quality work, then..errr, this might not be the place for you:P i am a VERY random person and i am gonna write as my brain thinks. lots of crap, lots of repitition, and no sequence whatsoever. but then again, im sure my friends would enjoy it (they betttter, got no choice:P) hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-i probably wont be too regular with this, but hey, ill tryy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-this is esplly for my friends who are at all the different ends of the world. miss you guys TONS. but it doesnt mean its NOT for my friends here:P i love you guys:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways, so hows that for an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;introduction?:)  oh, and the pinkish/purplish color is just for the heck of it:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37482011-116318111308961485?l=khanum86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/feeds/116318111308961485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37482011&amp;postID=116318111308961485' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116318111308961485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37482011/posts/default/116318111308961485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khanum86.blogspot.com/2006/11/beginning-of-blogs-p.html' title='beginning of the blogs =P'/><author><name>khanum86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711022004263213492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
