<?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-2746294427619317708</id><updated>2012-02-06T09:08:07.998+02:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><title type='text'>DEaR DiaRY</title><subtitle type='html'>WeLcOmE aLL...FaMiLy..FriEnDs..aNd BeYoNd;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-940476444181820412</id><published>2008-01-15T21:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:45.491+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikmat qadoura..Good bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/R40RV7CILvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cADtimhmPEg/s1600-h/hikmat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155796216730627826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/R40RV7CILvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cADtimhmPEg/s320/hikmat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a business appointment at that hospital that day ... i went there thinking of my own problems when i saw a huge group of students and teachers setting in the reception..some were crying..some were reading the quraan and some were wearing black warning the world that something bad will happen !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat there pretending to wait for my client to come but actually i was trying to hear anything from those people to know what really was going on !! &lt;/div&gt;I couldn't hear anything but praying..they were too silent and shocked to whisper a clear word, so i had to use my own connections to figure things out....so i hit the receptionist wheel-chaired guy -who is a friend of mine-to know the sad truth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a 17 year old boy .. he was going out with his friends to have breakfast. said the receptionist .. he was crossing the street when that fast CAR hit him in the head leaving him there on the ground and running away even faster than it was !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he continued: he is in a coma,he had a brain damage and these people are his teachers and his friends.. some of those friends really witnessed the accident !! I asked : is he gonna be okay??&lt;br /&gt;the wheel-chaired guy said: i hope so but he's in a real bad condition.&lt;br /&gt;i went back to my chair looking at these people..looking at this young cute little girl who was crying she was obviously his sister.. i knew that because i am a sister as well . I went back to that chair thinking of HIKMAT, is he scared? i wish i could help but fate is stronger than me,than his friends' prayers,than his dad's money :( . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my client came out eventually so i erased those tears that ran out of my sad eyes and i faked a smile so as i finish my job here and leave .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 days later they announced his death .. he died!! HIKMAT the young man died , leaving his friends leaving his sister and his grieved parents, he died leaving his dreams and every little thing that he owned...hikmat passed away leaving his facebook account..his i-pod..his new cell phone that i believe he was passionate about ! he just went away without having the chance to say bye to all those people and all those stuff :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's ok hikmat..don't be scared i am sure that god will take a good care of you ... you are gonna watch your favorite football team from up there with the angels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;may your soul rest in peace my brother .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2746294427619317708-940476444181820412?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/940476444181820412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=940476444181820412' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/940476444181820412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/940476444181820412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2008_01_13_archive.html#940476444181820412' title='Hikmat qadoura..Good bye'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/R40RV7CILvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cADtimhmPEg/s72-c/hikmat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-8111616898141058627</id><published>2008-01-15T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:14:26.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>gUess whO's back? :p</title><content type='html'>guuuuys i know it's been ages since i last updated my blog! but i just wanted you to miss me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i dunno what happened and why i stopped blogging, well that's me i never start something and aim to finish it ! any how HAPPY NEW 2008 hope it's been a good one so far ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep stoppin' here&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-8111616898141058627?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/8111616898141058627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=8111616898141058627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8111616898141058627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8111616898141058627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2008_01_13_archive.html#8111616898141058627' title='gUess whO&apos;s back? :p'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-3858970337718584477</id><published>2007-07-26T20:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:45.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'>jUst A thOught !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RqjZweS1PYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7pqhhtla1_M/s1600-h/cloudy+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091558805531344258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RqjZweS1PYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7pqhhtla1_M/s320/cloudy+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever were forced 2 go 2 some place u really didn't want 2 be in?? why 2 hit it while ur beloved r not there ? just new people u try 2 mingle with using ur fake smiles and ur ability 2 act !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever thought of facking sickness just 2 get away of the whole plan ?? which indeed u were excited to fix right before u knew that they r not coming??!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well nothin' is worth to be done as long as ur beloved ones r away .. even if what u wanted to do is just a walk !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2746294427619317708-3858970337718584477?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/3858970337718584477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=3858970337718584477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/3858970337718584477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/3858970337718584477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_07_22_archive.html#3858970337718584477' title='jUst A thOught !!!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RqjZweS1PYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7pqhhtla1_M/s72-c/cloudy+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-8623066813907389997</id><published>2007-06-28T20:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T15:29:09.351+03:00</updated><title type='text'>So clear to sOme but vague tO Others!!</title><content type='html'>Another soldier has escaped from the battle .. with some wounds all over him,yet survived !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this battle we celebrate the runaway soldier.. we envy him..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;congrat&lt;/span&gt; him.. I mean after all he was so brave to leave and face the unknown alone ..right??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New soldiers get in..try to mingle with the group..so excited to learn all about every thing..they just don't know what they are gonna be facing later on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy beast comes around, kills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lottsa&lt;/span&gt; spirits and leaves .. he just leaves thinking that he's doing the right thing by the term of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; power.. He doesn't know that one word could hurt you more than a knife stab.. he doesn't care if you are a pregnant lady with a one month old baby .. or if you are a sensitive girl whom never had to face such a wild animal.. he doesn't care if you are older than him ! he just keeps using this power in the wrong way !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will be a lucky quitter soldier someday, or even a dead spirit .. or maybe the beast will die eventually..who knows ??! All i know is that this war is not that easy and those who are soldiers are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt; even the quitters !&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miSs&lt;/span&gt; you all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gUys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-8623066813907389997?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/8623066813907389997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=8623066813907389997' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8623066813907389997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8623066813907389997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_06_24_archive.html#8623066813907389997' title='So clear to sOme but vague tO Others!!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-8992731680997138964</id><published>2007-06-08T13:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:45.932+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe dArk siDe oF mE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rmk5TiICa4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/y8PObxQ6xKg/s1600-h/flower+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073649462950390658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rmk5TiICa4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/y8PObxQ6xKg/s320/flower+dress.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always thought i had the choice to make my life follow the pattern i want it to .. I always thought happiness is something we decide to feel .. but after a while I recognise that these thoughts are not something I can pick up on my way to work in the morning, they are not applicable when I'm down or lonely !! they are just not real!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to adopt a new way of thinking .. a better and more real one .. I started to believe that when our close friends leave to work outside the country we feel sad for a while and then just forget them .. I started to know that fathers are the same in the whole world they just come with different packages and mostly hated by their children ... I started to understand that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;career life &lt;/span&gt;sucks no matter what your job is ..and birthdays should not be the happiest moments for you because indeed you are just growing older !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many new data is being updated in my brain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; I liked them or not they will exist inside me until I find worse data to replace them !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-8992731680997138964?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/8992731680997138964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=8992731680997138964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8992731680997138964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8992731680997138964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_06_03_archive.html#8992731680997138964' title='tHe dArk siDe oF mE !'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rmk5TiICa4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/y8PObxQ6xKg/s72-c/flower+dress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-6578382651727036128</id><published>2007-04-01T19:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:46.239+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GirLs' TaLk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rg_rUpU5N5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1j8JSQmNlVA/s1600-h/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048512447229015954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rg_rUpU5N5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1j8JSQmNlVA/s320/bride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setting in the room waiting for her to come..chatting together 'till she arrives..killing time..breaking ice!..chatting .. gossiping..only waiting for her to come!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence fills the room out of a sudden,,lookin' at her comin' through that door,,she was so pretty,with her glittering dress and angel face... HERE COMES THE BRIDE..HERE COMES THE BRIDE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sang for her for a while till her man comes and takes her.. away ..far from her beloved and her home,she thinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the father of the bride comes to say good bye to her, She cries out loud knowing she won't be her daddy's little girl any more..how could she when she's a married woman now?! a grown up lady?! a daughter that lives alone faraway from the whole gang!! she cries and holds him so tight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were singing with tears filling our faces..why did we cry? I dunno!!!! All i know is just i felt the way she felt in that moment although I've never been in her shoes before!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls only would understand and justify my tears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats " LiNa "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LoVe yOu sO muCh&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/2746294427619317708-6578382651727036128?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/6578382651727036128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=6578382651727036128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6578382651727036128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6578382651727036128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6578382651727036128' title='GirLs&apos; TaLk'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rg_rUpU5N5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1j8JSQmNlVA/s72-c/bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-5804681651689005934</id><published>2007-03-19T19:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:46.407+02:00</updated><title type='text'>snOwy day at wOrk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rf7H68pLP-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/vIisr5dLeFY/s1600-h/image_070315_120456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043688448226705378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rf7H68pLP-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/vIisr5dLeFY/s320/image_070315_120456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe!! here we are at work , gathering for the feast !! It was snowy out there and the cios has filled the room ... we really had fun that day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S==&gt; kol hada el attack 3la LEBNANI SNACK!! keef law kan eshy aska:)!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you my new friends .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-5804681651689005934?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/5804681651689005934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=5804681651689005934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5804681651689005934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5804681651689005934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_03_18_archive.html#5804681651689005934' title='snOwy day at wOrk'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rf7H68pLP-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/vIisr5dLeFY/s72-c/image_070315_120456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-605328798518035065</id><published>2007-03-12T21:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:46.787+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NighT WhisperS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RfWz4T4CJHI/AAAAAAAAADw/r3ItXDOIwQI/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041133137900479602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RfWz4T4CJHI/AAAAAAAAADw/r3ItXDOIwQI/s320/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to be so close... all the time together .. can't wait till the next day starts so as we meet again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to be one soul... if one is in pain the other cries! if one is happy the other is high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still in love ... we are still together ... But,,,,,,,,,,, something is different!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are we far away now? she's around but far away!!! I cry but she can't see my tears any more! I laugh but she can't hear me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss US the way we used to be..when every little thing could make us closer..when every hump we faced made us stronger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's here beside me but can't see me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't feel me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I miss her .&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/2746294427619317708-605328798518035065?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/605328798518035065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=605328798518035065' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/605328798518035065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/605328798518035065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_03_11_archive.html#605328798518035065' title='NighT WhisperS'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RfWz4T4CJHI/AAAAAAAAADw/r3ItXDOIwQI/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-4925341426359793002</id><published>2007-03-10T22:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:55:16.508+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Try It ..it's fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgcolor=#590319&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7ABFFADA.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=your own creation&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-0455EFC.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=i feel so isolated when i listen this way&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-310363F1.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=always there is time for tv:)&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_23F0F190.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=so free!&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-640F526E.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=I really have a problem with feet and nails!!&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=:P&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6514DF33.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=not smoking but argeeleh:)its my weakpoint&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-750D648.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=pink .. cute&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1F095154.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=nature+bikes=top fun&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-79837A73.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=party..paaaarty:)&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_115463CF.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=animals are my passion!&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=i like juice&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=I wanna gooooooo there:(&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=THRILLER&amp;amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=144595-48a3&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd3" bgcolor="#590319" quality="best" enablejavascript="false" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(150,150,150) 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 340px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 25px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=144595-48a3&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd3"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;color:#cccccc;"&gt;™&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-4925341426359793002?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/4925341426359793002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=4925341426359793002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4925341426359793002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4925341426359793002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_03_04_archive.html#4925341426359793002' title='Try It ..it&apos;s fun'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-6311924756213943488</id><published>2007-03-03T19:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:46.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wOrk lOad !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Remy3fRcSGI/AAAAAAAAADc/pmMZ8JwWaGY/s1600-h/ant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037754324547815522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Remy3fRcSGI/AAAAAAAAADc/pmMZ8JwWaGY/s320/ant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey employed force.......do I even need to comment or you know what exactly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;talkin'&lt;/span&gt; about?!! :)&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/2746294427619317708-6311924756213943488?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/6311924756213943488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=6311924756213943488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6311924756213943488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6311924756213943488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#6311924756213943488' title='wOrk lOad !'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Remy3fRcSGI/AAAAAAAAADc/pmMZ8JwWaGY/s72-c/ant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-2382913361184757847</id><published>2007-02-26T20:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:47.151+02:00</updated><title type='text'>StOp the wOrld..and let me Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/ReMreCJ0NRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B10cOLUbk7M/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035916603304457490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/ReMreCJ0NRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B10cOLUbk7M/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She stops the world for a little while to think..to move into another world..A world she used to own..&lt;br /&gt;She stops the time to remember her happy times with her friends and beloved ones....This time when she was every thing to every one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops the world wishing she could come back to those hey days, when she was able to smile every morning despite anything! when she used to fool around caring for nothing but enjoying her time and making her pals happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops the time to think and think and think......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she wakes up and looks around, where are those friends? where is her glory? the smiles? the fun??? where did it all go??&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is here but an agenda to write her job's appointments..Nothing but numbers and work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;! Are these people her friends? Are these numbers -which she barley understands- her fun?&lt;br /&gt;she wonders for a while then comes back to the real world..she sheds a tear and hides it so quickly because her manager just called her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she's not whom she used to be .. she still deserves this break because it is after all what makes her alive now!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-2382913361184757847?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/2382913361184757847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=2382913361184757847' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2382913361184757847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2382913361184757847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#2382913361184757847' title='StOp the wOrld..and let me Off!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/ReMreCJ0NRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B10cOLUbk7M/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-5211973105515319652</id><published>2007-02-15T23:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:26:43.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>gOOd mOOd!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6:45 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well I woke up in a really good mood today,&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of the fights with some friends (2 days ago till today)&lt;br /&gt;the difficulty of finding a cab to go to work (7:30 - 7:40) (on a daily basis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aaaand&lt;/span&gt; the bad hair day:P But here I am still in a good mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got back from the "daily tour" at work and found out that I have to sign a one&lt;br /&gt;day discounted from my 18 days vacation because i arrived late twice before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:02 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after waking up from the shock.....I'm still in a good mood :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SimSim&lt;/span&gt; who is the coordinator of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;work team&lt;/span&gt; called me to tell me a great&lt;br /&gt;news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2:10:33 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; you have to go to work and the working hours on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; will be from 8:00 am-8:00 pm ....after all that I'm still in a good&lt;br /&gt;mood!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKEND&lt;/span&gt; :=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-5211973105515319652?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/5211973105515319652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=5211973105515319652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5211973105515319652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5211973105515319652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_11_archive.html#5211973105515319652' title='gOOd mOOd!!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-1750329710760077158</id><published>2007-02-14T21:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:47.388+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FOrever..tOgether</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNkVFojQQI/AAAAAAAAADE/SYIwYewiRAQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031475522155266306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNkVFojQQI/AAAAAAAAADE/SYIwYewiRAQ/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure many of you guys have seen this photo before,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it was published on the newspapers and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was a very sweet touching picture that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; just look at and forget..I had to add my comment:)&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about 2 lovers who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be together in the real life so they decided to unite their love in such a way! In death.....&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; sad and romantic:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think the real story is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-1750329710760077158?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/1750329710760077158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=1750329710760077158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/1750329710760077158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/1750329710760077158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_11_archive.html#1750329710760077158' title='FOrever..tOgether'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNkVFojQQI/AAAAAAAAADE/SYIwYewiRAQ/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-6770629198193801642</id><published>2007-02-14T20:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:47.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNbRlojQPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2QDGX0vwsI0/s1600-h/mugz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031465566421074162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNbRlojQPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2QDGX0vwsI0/s320/mugz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd rather be a happy mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;laugh at me i dont care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd rather be a happy mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at least i get to share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i get to have that finger hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u get to have no where!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I get to smile if freezing fog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;filled the whole surroundin'  air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd rather be a happy mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;than a helpless sad lonely sir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-6770629198193801642?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/6770629198193801642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=6770629198193801642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6770629198193801642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6770629198193801642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_11_archive.html#6770629198193801642' title=''/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RdNbRlojQPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2QDGX0vwsI0/s72-c/mugz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-4556346280681175168</id><published>2007-02-10T22:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:47.712+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing StOry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rc4xUlojQMI/AAAAAAAAACc/5jGuSWln-w0/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030012063588761794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rc4xUlojQMI/AAAAAAAAACc/5jGuSWln-w0/s320/hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may be wondering about what exactly this picture is !! Don't worry it's not something yucky like I first thought:) Infact it has a great story that touched me deep in the heart..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;الصورة لجنين في بطن أمه لم يكمل 21 إسبوعاً إسمه سامويل ألكسندر حيث قرر الطبيب جوزيف برونر أن سامويل بحاجة إلى عملية جراحية ولكن لو تم إخراجه من بطن أمه فإنه سوف يموت ، ولذا عليه أن يقوم بإجراء العملية وهو داخل رحم الأم .&lt;br /&gt;لم تمانع الأم (جولي آرماس) من إجراء العملية حيث أنها تعمل ممرضة توليد في نفس المستشفى وهي تعرف جيداً مدى مهارة الطبيب برونر في مثل تلك الحالات حيث أنه قد قام بعدة عمليات مشابهة وقد تكللت جميعها بالنجاح.&lt;br /&gt;وأثناء العملية قام الطبيب بعمل فتحة في رحم الأم ليتمكن من إجراء العملية للجنين ، وبعد أن إنتهى من العملية وبينما هو يحاول إرجاع الرحم إلى مكانه أخرج سامويل يده الصغيرة جداً وأمسك بإصبع الطبيب .&lt;br /&gt;يقول الدكتور برونر (( لقد كانت هذه اللحظة من أكثر اللحظات التي مرت في حياتي تأثيراً عليّ لدرجة أنني في تلك اللحظة قد تجمدت مكاني ولم أستطع أن أفعل أي شيء أو أن أحرك إصبعي ، أحسست بأن أطرافي كلها قد تجمدت))&lt;br /&gt;وبسرعة كبيرة وقبل أن ينتهي هذا الموقف الأكثر إثارة وعاطفية في العالم تم أخذ هذه الصورة ونشرت في الصحف تم إسم (( اليد صاحبة الرجاء))&lt;br /&gt;وقد كتبت الصحف عن هذه الصورة بأن الجنين سامويل قد أخرج يده الصغيرة من رحم أمه ليمسك بإصبع الطبيب وكأنه بذلك أراد أن يقول له " شكراً لك لإنقاذك حياتي"&lt;br /&gt;تقول الأم أنها بعد أن رأت الصورة ظلت تبكي لعدة أيام&lt;br /&gt;لقد نجحت العملية 100% وولد سامويل بعد أن أتم فترة الحمل وهو الآن بصحة جيدة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-4556346280681175168?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/4556346280681175168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=4556346280681175168' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4556346280681175168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4556346280681175168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_04_archive.html#4556346280681175168' title='Amazing StOry'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/Rc4xUlojQMI/AAAAAAAAACc/5jGuSWln-w0/s72-c/hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-6792408785177859702</id><published>2007-02-07T23:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:59:16.744+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VaLentine Is cOming tO tOwn!!</title><content type='html'>How many of you guys have lived the Valentine's Day?!! and when I say "lived"I mean that you've been in a love story, went out to celebrate on a romantic date, and bought some sweet gifts for your lover... otherwise in the common sense your Valentine's day does not count:).&lt;br /&gt;Well as for me I've never ever lived one and I don't plan to!!! do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;because it's a very STUPID occasion..no offence Cupid but I believe that this day was created only for fools who wanna show off that they are committed and in an affair regardless their true feelings!! A day that was created to judge those who are single and make them feel worse that they are alone in this RED day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is a very sweet word.. a great feeling that cannot be measured in one single day!! cannot be remembered only on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;..... so for those husbands who have stopped telling their beloved wives how much they love them and planning to do on Valentine because they do so occasionally please understand that women need to hear it everyday!&lt;br /&gt;And for those SINGLE fellas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; worry you'll find the right person in the right time just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; rush things out and enjoy your independence times;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And  &lt;/span&gt;for All the lovers in the whole world I say: keep going..keep taking care of each other..because you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; lucky you are to to find your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OTHER HALF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i hurt some people or some couldn't agree with my point of view when i said i hate this day but honestly it's an unjustified day because when you love some one you don't give them a day you give them eternity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAy ALL :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-6792408785177859702?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/6792408785177859702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=6792408785177859702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6792408785177859702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/6792408785177859702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_02_04_archive.html#6792408785177859702' title='VaLentine Is cOming tO tOwn!!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-2502142710691325529</id><published>2007-02-03T20:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:47.882+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cat That Is Prettier Than Caesar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcTOIXIhUzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sw5dJcjvR68/s1600-h/ChEeEzZ(28).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027369727096345394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcTOIXIhUzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sw5dJcjvR68/s320/ChEeEzZ(28).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dare with a friend..The winner is the one who has the cuter CAT, I thought it's an easy one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I am so confident of my Pet (Caesar) .. I had many dares and won them but this time I saw this cat and I admit that this kitty in this picture is one of the most adorable cats I've ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I lost the dare but I won this chance of looking at this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remarkable&lt;/span&gt; creature...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Looooooove&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; that i could eat it right now.. :=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the story of The Cat That Is Prettier Than Caesar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally worth the winning ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats kitty xxoxoxoox&lt;/div&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/2746294427619317708-2502142710691325529?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/2502142710691325529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=2502142710691325529' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2502142710691325529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2502142710691325529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#2502142710691325529' title='The Cat That Is Prettier Than Caesar!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcTOIXIhUzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sw5dJcjvR68/s72-c/ChEeEzZ(28).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-5604532658180555801</id><published>2007-02-02T14:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:33:02.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My MemOry..</title><content type='html'>Every body I know can determine the sever weakness of memory i suffer from! People started to advise me to eat ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;za&lt;/span&gt;3tar..some weird herbals...and so) to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; it..others said i should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it's like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;muscle&lt;/span&gt;......but would it really work?&lt;br /&gt;I can forget your name..my TO-DO list..or what I DID a few hours ago..I even can forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; things that happened or said to me which makes many people mad at me:( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; one thing I can never ever forget..... It's BIRTHDAYS! I have a remarkable memory for that..I don't know why or how i can recall them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in spite&lt;/span&gt; of my crappy memory I still can:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine called me yesterday to ask me when his friend's birthday date is,and here i am remembering it though i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; remember her first name!! It's weird yet true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-5604532658180555801?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/5604532658180555801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=5604532658180555801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5604532658180555801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5604532658180555801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#5604532658180555801' title='My MemOry..'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-5943847500687815468</id><published>2007-01-31T20:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:48.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SaY Ma NaMe.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcDm5p1oJMI/AAAAAAAAABg/xc6KHtOs9S0/s1600-h/my+name.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026271062303188162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcDm5p1oJMI/AAAAAAAAABg/xc6KHtOs9S0/s320/my+name.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since i was born i was facing this problem with my name!! i don't think it's a weird or a foreign one to be miss-spelled or hard to be dealt with!!&lt;br /&gt;either every one starts calling me DIALA or takes sometime to match the right NAME with my face!! i really hate that ..i mean when someone forgets my name don't u? i mean i'm not this quite shy girl who is sitting on the backseat of the room so as you stop the world for a few seconds to remember her name! then where exactly is the problem?? is my name supposed to be something else that fits me more? i-e does it FIT me and my personality?? plz help me guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNED BY: DiaLA....aaaazdy DALIA :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-5943847500687815468?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/5943847500687815468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=5943847500687815468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5943847500687815468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5943847500687815468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#5943847500687815468' title='SaY Ma NaMe.....'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RcDm5p1oJMI/AAAAAAAAABg/xc6KHtOs9S0/s72-c/my+name.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-4276902023743841562</id><published>2007-01-29T21:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:34:36.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The LiFe CyCLe oF mY SALARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I got my first salary ever!! Though it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; that much,But it feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.. and here goes the cycle.... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th                                                &lt;/span&gt;THE BELOVED SALARY'S BORN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;                                                FACING THE CRUEL FACT OF PAYING THE        ACCUMUMLATED DEBTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st                                                  SHOPPING &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends                                        HANGING OUT WITH FRIENDS (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TCHE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TCHE&lt;/span&gt; cafe)mostly==&gt;waste of money aand time:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working days                                  POCKET MONEY...(for cabs and food) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20TH                                                THE DEATH OF THE SALARY :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21ST-28th                                       ISSUEING new DEBTS &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29TH                                                 THE BELOVED SALARY'S BORN... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it's my first wage i am OBLIGED to (a7ally) some people..but i'll be more than happy coz it's the least i could do ...... :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-4276902023743841562?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/4276902023743841562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=4276902023743841562' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4276902023743841562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/4276902023743841562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#4276902023743841562' title='The LiFe CyCLe oF mY SALARY!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-8907715766717516995</id><published>2007-01-28T21:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:08:10.099+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting With this thought</title><content type='html'>Well...i was asked by a friend to write more about my thoughts here, since i have many:) i do have many but sometimes it's just hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;organize&lt;/span&gt; and type them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aaaand&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; started working 3 weeks ago -my first job ever- it's been busy. By the way my job title is (Direct Sales Agent) in the Arab Bank.&lt;br /&gt;My work team is adorable...11 guys &amp; 2 girls including me:P we became like a family but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unfortunately we're gonna spled up in to smaller teams..too bad:/ My other new team is not as good as the (family team)..it seems more serious..competitive..not safe! maybe it's how work environment should really be! i donno i just wanna get over the training thing so quickly and start standing on my feet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So guys whoever needs a LOAN .. CREdIT CaRD .. whate&lt;/span&gt;ver.. i'm here ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-8907715766717516995?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/8907715766717516995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=8907715766717516995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8907715766717516995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8907715766717516995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#8907715766717516995' title='Starting With this thought'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-7144599715654234659</id><published>2006-12-18T23:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:48.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcIWE1wzyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/JpbYiE7yhjM/s1600-h/grass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009982285822349090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcIWE1wzyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/JpbYiE7yhjM/s320/grass.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No CoMmEnt..unless you have one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-7144599715654234659?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/7144599715654234659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=7144599715654234659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/7144599715654234659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/7144599715654234659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#7144599715654234659' title='So Beautiful!'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcIWE1wzyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/JpbYiE7yhjM/s72-c/grass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-2559543658169264196</id><published>2006-12-18T23:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:04:48.451+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SisTeRs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcFWU1wzxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0n_82rVMFf8/s1600-h/painting+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009978991582433042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcFWU1wzxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0n_82rVMFf8/s320/painting+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Don't know who painted this piece..And sure i'm no artist to explain the colors' effect or how strong the shadows are!But i can tell how pretty this painting is...It seems so real and intimate..I just loved it so much that i wanted to share it with you guys;) Enjoy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-2559543658169264196?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/2559543658169264196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=2559543658169264196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2559543658169264196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2559543658169264196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#2559543658169264196' title='SisTeRs'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcSurqvEjlA/RYcFWU1wzxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0n_82rVMFf8/s72-c/painting+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-5807050683694479693</id><published>2006-11-02T19:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:42:35.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FaCtS AbOuT GeMiNiS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/400/Gemini.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-5807050683694479693?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/5807050683694479693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=5807050683694479693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5807050683694479693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/5807050683694479693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_10_29_archive.html#5807050683694479693' title='FaCtS AbOuT GeMiNiS'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-3705701580282381319</id><published>2006-10-20T21:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:04:13.577+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Country side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/1600/country%20side%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/320/country%20side%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drew this picture when i was in school..is it good? or shall i quit painting?:P &lt;/div&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/2746294427619317708-3705701580282381319?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/3705701580282381319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=3705701580282381319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/3705701580282381319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/3705701580282381319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#3705701580282381319' title='Country side'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-2342773910231849780</id><published>2006-10-20T21:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:05:50.045+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/1600/IMG_0706.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/320/IMG_0706.0.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/1600/IMG_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the last year is coming to an end,&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to leave my noble friend&lt;br /&gt;The graduation is getting so near&lt;br /&gt;Me thinks that I should cheer&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where I shall start&lt;br /&gt;My friends, the next year will make us apart&lt;br /&gt;We’ll definitely miss each other&lt;br /&gt;When we remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;Forever I’ll remember the days I used to play&lt;br /&gt;What a pity! Now I’m obliged to walk away...&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself to look at the bright side&lt;br /&gt;My school was successful in raising a mature mind&lt;br /&gt;She taught me how to be sharing&lt;br /&gt;How to respect and how to be caring&lt;br /&gt;Without you I know that I can manage&lt;br /&gt;Because you taught me how to challenge&lt;br /&gt;One last phrase (said by my soul)&lt;br /&gt;My schoolfellows, I’ll miss you all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S&lt;/strong&gt;=&lt;strong&gt;THE POEM WAS WRITTEN BY A DEAR FRIEND OF MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-2342773910231849780?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/2342773910231849780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=2342773910231849780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2342773910231849780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2342773910231849780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#2342773910231849780' title='My Graduation Day'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-2443925580132910951</id><published>2006-10-20T04:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T04:48:23.151+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor But Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/1600/poor%20but%20happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/320/poor%20but%20happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love this piece..many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; think money  brings it all,, -well sure u can do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lottsa&lt;/span&gt; shopping&amp;be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; girls;)- but does it really buy  happiness or love?? my point here is just feel good of what u have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; u r considered rich by counting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; friends and beloved ones not by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; cash.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-2443925580132910951?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/2443925580132910951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=2443925580132910951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2443925580132910951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/2443925580132910951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#2443925580132910951' title='Poor But Happy'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2746294427619317708.post-8161856955404682729</id><published>2006-10-20T03:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:39:28.783+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/1600/IMG_0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/320/IMG_0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls...we've been friends 4 more than 4 years..we had great days together..1 has married and the others are about 2 take different roads in life but no matter what happens we will stay as close as we've always been...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2746294427619317708-8161856955404682729?l=daliakhamees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/feeds/8161856955404682729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2746294427619317708&amp;postID=8161856955404682729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8161856955404682729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2746294427619317708/posts/default/8161856955404682729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daliakhamees.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#8161856955404682729' title='My Best Friends'/><author><name>LOoLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01120855557669432928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6092/335241018996498/200/dalia%20face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
