<?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-7021788953684238006</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:40:31.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea chai cha-yen thé té tēja teh tae ti teatha čaj</title><subtitle type='html'>Peace has arrived</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1295330577741624632</id><published>2009-12-29T02:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:01:59.264+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No Darling it's not a trick of the light</title><content type='html'>Yes!&lt;br /&gt;you are truly seeing it! it never happened before this,&lt;br /&gt;all the ppl on the "perfection list" are removed!&lt;br /&gt;finally they have paled, withered, shriveled and died a quiet painless death. &lt;br /&gt;with this dramatic bomb I Bid you -whoever reads this- aduei.&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage&lt;br /&gt;adios&lt;br /&gt;hasta la vista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1295330577741624632?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1295330577741624632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1295330577741624632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1295330577741624632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1295330577741624632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-darling-its-not-trick-of-light.html' title='No Darling it&apos;s not a trick of the light'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4080028981277988443</id><published>2009-12-11T02:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:39:05.513+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once, not too long ago, though it sure feels like it, I was called a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand why, but a year later I understood&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that I said something and did another, no.&lt;br /&gt;It was because I saw a situation I considered wrong&lt;br /&gt;and then I found myself in a similar one and didn't see anything wrong with it. &lt;br /&gt;Point is; don't preach about something you haven't the foggiest idea about.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Dunhill's are the best cigarettes &lt;br /&gt;Davidoff's are the worst&lt;br /&gt;Marlboro's are a solid trademark&lt;br /&gt;And indonesians make the worst cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if it's true, &lt;br /&gt;That's what I've been told&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when beautiful people (namely guys) smoke&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want to say: noooooooo give that cig to Ugly standing next to you!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;To be brutally honest: I fantasize about smoking; even tho I know its unhealthy&lt;br /&gt;Notice I said 'fantasize' as in I have NEVER put a cigarette to my lips&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I want to try it I worry about two things:&lt;br /&gt;1- that I'll like it&lt;br /&gt;2- that I'll lose all respect for myself&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I don't and hopefully won't ever smoke  &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to marry a smoker&lt;br /&gt;Simply because the furniture, clothes, body odor, bags, basically everything will stink of smoke&lt;br /&gt;It'll be like making out with an ashtray&lt;br /&gt;And inhaling toxic fumes in a lab. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and smoking includes: shisha, m3assil, cigarettes, cigars, pipe and hash&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I just had icecream at an icecream bar at a wedding! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Then to balance I got fruit salad later. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty&lt;br /&gt;Oh so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I actually 'felt' beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Ma sha Allah&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing what blowidrying my hair does to my confidence&lt;br /&gt;I feel 'hot'!&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;Makeup too! Its like it gave me power. Added to the dress. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I could withstand any blow&lt;br /&gt;(Well not really but right now I believe so)&lt;br /&gt;Though I could you know, withstand any effort to squash me&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm no longer a soldier fighting someone else's battle&lt;br /&gt;I'm a warrior and the war I go into is for truth love and honor&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to fight to survive. &lt;br /&gt;I exude power, calm and love&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers all (emotions that is, God conquers all!)&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;Thinking of sleeping in my dress, &lt;br /&gt;but it aint that comfortable, so no, gotta get up and to bed in 'jammies&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I bid you &lt;br /&gt;Bonne nuit&lt;br /&gt;Au reviore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4080028981277988443?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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it'll be easy that there won't be tears and pain&lt;br /&gt;Because I know there'll be love and joy to eclipse the sorrow that may descend&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;It's been said-mainly by me- that I am contradictory&lt;br /&gt;In truth I am very much so, I might hate something with vengance yet love it with equal fervor&lt;br /&gt;I might forbid myself something yet yearn for it feverishly&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I've been thin but never skinny&lt;br /&gt;I only notice that because of how much I loathe how I look now&lt;br /&gt;That I have now willpower to get up and excersize&lt;br /&gt;That even when I found the solution hurdles are thrown in my path&lt;br /&gt;I love pilates, it helped me grow emotionally and physically&lt;br /&gt;I had the perfect body&lt;br /&gt;But pilates was 250 a class&lt;br /&gt;3 times a week meaning 750 riyals a week and 3000 riyals a month&lt;br /&gt;Money I don't have (hate)&lt;br /&gt;So I choose horseback riding&lt;br /&gt;It was 50 riyals a day 3 times a week = 150 riyals a week 600 riyals a month&lt;br /&gt;Verrrrry reasonable!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But nooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Baby bro HAD to hate it, my sis's horse got sold and she didn't like any other&lt;br /&gt;My mom was ok either way&lt;br /&gt;And dad well didn't 'feel' like it anymore &lt;br /&gt;Apparently the whole family bar mom saw that sitting infront of the tv&lt;br /&gt;And getting fatter and lazier was better&lt;br /&gt;God I hate this. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were breathtakingly enchanting&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;I wish I had coherent thoughts &lt;br /&gt;But all that's there is babble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3413246967755735862?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3413246967755735862/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4554851190224124288</id><published>2009-11-23T21:53:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:53:44.228+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;John Keating: We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?&lt;/em&gt; ~Dead Poets Society&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4554851190224124288?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4554851190224124288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4554851190224124288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4554851190224124288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4554851190224124288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-favorite-quote.html' title='My Favorite Quote'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-9173002497449783451</id><published>2009-11-19T14:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:12:59.278+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE...</title><content type='html'>Stephanie Laurens!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a paragraph from her book Tangled Reins :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Almost instantly Buchanan was bodily plucked from her and thrown roughly against the wall. In&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;considerable surprise he slid down to sit on the floor, his legs splayed out in front of him and an idiotic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;look on his face. Desborough, adjusting the set of his coat before offering his arm to Dorothea, turned at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last moment to say, 'Be thankful it was me and notPeterborough, Walsingham, or, God forbid, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hazelmere. Any of those three and you would be nursing rather more bruises and, very likely, a few &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken bones as well. I suggest, Mr Buchanan, that you trouble Miss Darent no longer.' And, with that, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he ushered a deeply grateful Dorothea back into the ballroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The upshot was that Hazelmere's friends never, ever, left her unattended again, whether in the ballroom, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Park, or any other gathering of the fashionable."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makes me laugh, makes me cry and has confrmed my beleif that a book is the best partner one could ever have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-9173002497449783451?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/9173002497449783451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7666123162887894681</id><published>2009-11-12T17:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:02:25.709+03:00</updated><title type='text'>White Horse- Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Say you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;That face of an angel comes out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Just when you need it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;As I pace back and forth all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;'Cause I honestly believed in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Holding on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The days drag on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I should have known, I should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;That I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Baby I was naíve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I never really had a chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My mistake, I didn't know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To be in love you had to fight to get the uppper hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Happy endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm not a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This ain't a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This ain't Hollywood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This is a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To come around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;And there you are on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Begging for forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Begging for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Just like I always wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;But I'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Cause I'm not your princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This ain't our fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm gonna find someone, someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Who might actually treat me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This is a big world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;That was a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;There in my rear view mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Disappearing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;And it's too late for you and your White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now its too late for you and your White Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To catch me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Oh whoa whoa whoa-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;It's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To catch me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;God this is so true&lt;br /&gt;It hurts that it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7666123162887894681?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OmqNNSNTyo' title='White Horse- Taylor Swift'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7666123162887894681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7778694698874226501</id><published>2009-10-30T18:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:21:24.263+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it hard to love you.</title><content type='html'>You make it hard to love you.&lt;br&gt;You effin sad person&lt;br&gt;You make it hard to like you&lt;br&gt;You weak weakling&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;re weak inside and out&lt;br&gt;Your issues have issues&lt;br&gt;Your issues&amp;#39; issues have issues&lt;br&gt;You are the impersonation of loss&lt;br&gt;I can&amp;#39;t hate you and I can&amp;#39;t like you&lt;br&gt;You make it hard to love you.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30/10/2009&lt;br&gt;6:06 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-868524431649710587</id><published>2009-10-28T20:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:08:51.773+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My wedding song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qnr4WKPGSPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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make no sense&lt;br&gt;Happiness and sadness make no sense&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t understand anything anymore.&lt;br&gt;Breathing and suffocating collide&lt;br&gt;Heartbreaking and soulpatching run together&lt;br&gt;Life and death interchange&lt;br&gt;Fighting and peace making aren&amp;#39;t speaking to each other&lt;br&gt;The world is on fire and yet it&amp;#39;s cold as iced water&lt;br&gt;I could go on forever and ever&lt;br&gt;But see I&amp;#39;m energized and restless those two come together&lt;br&gt;In a marrige designed by humans&lt;br&gt;Who forgot what holy and pure is.&lt;br&gt;Who have made everything crude and pointless&lt;br&gt;Even laughter is now humorless&lt;br&gt;So yes.&lt;br&gt;I am restless filled with energy that I can&amp;#39;t explain.&lt;br&gt;I want to vent it out but I&amp;#39;ve failed miserably.&lt;br&gt;Strength I never knew I had I cannot contain&lt;br&gt;My only entertainment is in reading some novel that leaves me wonderig  &lt;br&gt;if such things exist.&lt;br&gt;Or have we killed all truth with our vanity and slain purity with our  &lt;br&gt;ignorance?!&lt;br&gt;We know of sinning but not repentance&lt;br&gt;Even when we do we Take it for granted&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m stopping now for I have ranted&lt;br&gt;The boredom to death and now feel a good amount of calmness so I&amp;#39;ll go  &lt;br&gt;breathe it and dance to it&amp;#39;s tune&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m immune&lt;br&gt;To stupidity and indirectness&lt;br&gt;If I wanted you I would have acted&lt;br&gt;But apparently the world is childish and immature&lt;br&gt;Selfish and bored&lt;br&gt;Am I the only mature person in this lost world?!&lt;br&gt;Deep breathe exhalation I&amp;#39;m not damaged&lt;br&gt;Scarred beyond anyones imagination&lt;br&gt;But I&amp;#39;ve risen from the ashes&lt;br&gt;Like the pheonix&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got secret magic.&lt;br&gt;Sit and wonder&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;ll never have it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random random&lt;br&gt;Drama drama drama!!!!&lt;p&gt;Love y&amp;#39;all&lt;br&gt;Peace&lt;p&gt;I am destined to be a rapper :)&lt;br&gt;6:40 pm&lt;br&gt;27-10-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2346351407348652884?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2346351407348652884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2346351407348652884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2346351407348652884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2346351407348652884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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310px;"&gt;&lt;object height="259" width="310"&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/H-4ln_sXty0&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/H-4ln_sXty0&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="180" width="300"&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=780242&amp;speed=4' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/o/owl_city/" target="_blank"&gt;Owl City lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/o/owl_city/fireflies.html" target="_blank"&gt;Fireflies lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title='My favorite song!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8821218648374087142</id><published>2009-10-24T16:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:02:42.084+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Got some rain</title><content type='html'>Got some rain&lt;br /&gt;Got some sun&lt;br /&gt;And I've smiled to everyone&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;I feel as pretty as diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;Love is here&lt;br /&gt;Love is now&lt;br /&gt;I'm too happy I can't frown&lt;br /&gt;But I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Lulu, I really miss u.&lt;br /&gt;Allah is fair.&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;we'll survive life&lt;br /&gt;And thrive&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8821218648374087142?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8821218648374087142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8821218648374087142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8821218648374087142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8821218648374087142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-some-rain.html' title='Got some rain'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-371186313238389569</id><published>2009-10-08T18:47:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:02:30.373+03:00</updated><title type='text'>something im pondering</title><content type='html'>I finished my tale and looked at him and he was as still as a statue; then without warning he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight, I started crying onto his shirt trying to get rid of all the hurt and pain.&lt;br /&gt;“Oscar? I’m sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say all this” I sad between sobs.&lt;br /&gt;“Shhhh honey, it’s okay, I’m here, don’t cry” he kept me in his arms, rocking me gently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-371186313238389569?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/371186313238389569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=371186313238389569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/371186313238389569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/371186313238389569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-im-pondering.html' title='something im pondering'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1144213210026679721</id><published>2009-09-26T19:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:38:33.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely positively happy!</title><content type='html'>Dunno why?&lt;br&gt;Maybe it&amp;#39;s cause I saw my brother and bestfriend for a good 30minuyes  &lt;br&gt;since Ramadan ?&lt;br&gt;No wonder my eid was sucky.&lt;br&gt;Anywhooooo guess what he got me as a pre-eidgift?!&lt;br&gt;The latest album for OUTLANDISH!!!! the greatest band on the face of  &lt;br&gt;the EARTH!&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s called Sound of a Rebel&lt;br&gt;check it out you guys it is Awesome!&lt;br&gt;Love you mera bhai!!&lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39;re my favorite Dost.&lt;br&gt;Allah yehfathak ya rab ameen!&lt;br&gt;Peace out everybody!&lt;br&gt;Oh and a belated EID MUBARAK!&lt;br&gt;may Allah bless all ur days with laughter joy and love&lt;p&gt;P.s going to relish this happiness before more&lt;br&gt;Drama&lt;br&gt;Drama&lt;br&gt;Drama!&lt;br&gt;  that is bound to arrive!&lt;p&gt;Bye for now!&lt;br&gt;A happy diamond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1144213210026679721?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1144213210026679721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1144213210026679721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1144213210026679721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1144213210026679721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolutely-positively-happy.html' title='Absolutely positively happy!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6238082855625886849</id><published>2009-09-25T01:12:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:12:23.777+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalalala</title><content type='html'>Lalalalalala&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s what I feel like today&lt;br&gt;Lalalalalala&lt;br&gt;I feel like a helium ballon high and floaty&lt;br&gt;December 31 2008 3:06 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6238082855625886849?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6238082855625886849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6238082855625886849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6238082855625886849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6238082855625886849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalalalalala.html' title='Lalalalalala'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7479331788547554586</id><published>2009-09-25T01:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:07:04.405+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need hot food!</title><content type='html'>I need hot food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7479331788547554586?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7479331788547554586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7479331788547554586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7479331788547554586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7479331788547554586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-hot-food.html' title='I need hot food!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3013728111964608842</id><published>2009-09-25T01:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:06:53.735+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my life</title><content type='html'>I hate my life&lt;br&gt;Wow! Something new and different for me yay! Ugh.&lt;br&gt;I realized I am nothing; I add nothing and I subtract nothing&lt;br&gt;I give nothing I take nothing&lt;br&gt;I gain nothing I lose nothing (unless you count my soul which is  &lt;br&gt;breaking apart sliver by sliver)&lt;br&gt;I inhale nothing I exhale nothing&lt;br&gt;I can&amp;#39;t laugh nor can I cry&lt;br&gt;I am barely living that I wish I could just die&lt;br&gt;I want to leave this wretched lifestyle I&amp;#39;m in and start all over&lt;br&gt;Laugh love and live&lt;br&gt;...&lt;br&gt;What adds nothing subtracts nothing?&lt;br&gt;Nothing = me.&lt;br&gt;3:11 am&lt;br&gt;4-sept-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3013728111964608842?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3013728111964608842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=3013728111964608842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3013728111964608842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3013728111964608842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-my-life.html' title='I hate my life'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8774428591129912523</id><published>2009-09-23T06:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:43:59.169+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dillema I hope you - the wonderful people who read my blog- could help me with.</title><content type='html'>I have a dillema I hope you - the wonderful people who read my blog-  &lt;br&gt;could help me with.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m getting and eid gift from my best friend, and i&amp;#39;ve been given the  &lt;br&gt;choice between a blackberry or an iPhone and I chose blackberry, then  &lt;br&gt;we were talking and he mentioned cameras and I said I was wishing for  &lt;br&gt;a professional one and he -may ALLAH bless him ma sha ALLAH- said 3ala  &lt;br&gt;keyfik. Al3eed Hada utlob we atmanna so what should I do?&lt;br&gt;Blackberry or camera?&lt;br&gt;Put in mind that I&amp;#39;m not allowed to carry a camera phone in the  &lt;br&gt;wonderful-being sarcastic- university of mine, so I&amp;#39;d be leaving BB at  &lt;br&gt;home.&lt;br&gt;Please respond!!&lt;br&gt;Love u all&lt;p&gt;Miss rough diamond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8774428591129912523?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8774428591129912523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8774428591129912523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8774428591129912523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8774428591129912523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-dillema-i-hope-you-wonderful.html' title='I have a dillema I hope you - the wonderful people who read my blog- could help me with.'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5688458027373530298</id><published>2009-09-23T03:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T03:52:22.025+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache</title><content type='html'>Heartache&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s a whole in my heart&lt;br&gt;Or is there an empty place&lt;br&gt;Where it&amp;#39;s hollow&lt;br&gt;Air flows through it making it cold&lt;br&gt;And filling it with sorrow&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s an echo&lt;br&gt;In my chest&lt;br&gt;Of The heartbeat that manages to escape the vise that is crushing my  &lt;br&gt;heart&lt;br&gt;I wish I could laugh but all I&amp;#39;m doing is crying&lt;br&gt;(how can it be eid if I&amp;#39;m thinking of dying?)&lt;br&gt;I want to stand tall and scare away my fears&lt;br&gt;But all I do is lie down under my covers and shed tears&lt;br&gt;I hate with the venom of a vampire&lt;br&gt;I hate with blindness that causes fire&lt;br&gt;I want to breathe without tasting blood&lt;br&gt;I want to laugh without the tears that flood&lt;br&gt;I wish I was somewhere else&lt;br&gt;I wish I was away from this evil place&lt;br&gt;I want to have my own world&lt;br&gt;Where I would plant roses and lilac and lilies&lt;br&gt;Where I&amp;#39;d make marmalade and cupcakes and jellies&lt;br&gt;A place where i&amp;#39;d dress up as a princess or a fairy&lt;br&gt;Read stories to children and eat strawberries&lt;br&gt;I want a world where there&amp;#39;s no war of who&amp;#39;s in control&lt;br&gt;I want to be free as free as the butterfly&lt;br&gt;To be able to fly from flower to flower filling the world with  &lt;br&gt;laughter and color&lt;br&gt;Infusing it with sweetness and joy&lt;br&gt;I want I want I want...&lt;br&gt;What I want is simple what I want is right&lt;br&gt;What I want is acheivable if only I could fight&lt;br&gt;Fight the shackles that hold me in place&lt;br&gt;The ones that burn my wrists and ankles&lt;br&gt;The hatred that burns my heart is because of him&lt;br&gt;My own personal warden&lt;br&gt;The one God gave me as a test&lt;br&gt;He-the warden- is manipulative and sneaky&lt;br&gt;Controlling and has no mercy&lt;br&gt;Selfish and cruel&lt;br&gt;He does nothing if it has no personal gain to him&lt;br&gt;I know I said &amp;quot;I nothing him&amp;quot;; but he&amp;#39;s alwas in my face, poking me  &lt;br&gt;with his warden&amp;#39;s stick&lt;br&gt;Provoking me to react; I dont at first&lt;br&gt;But after being shoved into a corner spat at and bruised&lt;br&gt;I have to react; howl scream and shout:&lt;br&gt;I hate you&lt;br&gt;You evil monster&lt;br&gt;Why are you here?&lt;br&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br&gt;He snickers them smiles in the smile he tricks everyone with&lt;br&gt;I cannot leave you my love I cannot stop because I love you&lt;br&gt;No one will ever love you more than me&lt;br&gt;You must beleive that&lt;br&gt;For I do not lie&lt;br&gt;He walks sways his heels clicking with his steps&lt;br&gt;NO! my mind responds do not beleive him he&amp;#39;s a liar. You will be loved  &lt;br&gt;Someone is out there looking for you&lt;br&gt;He&amp;#39;ll come, be patient, be hopeful&lt;br&gt;The tears that clogged my throat fell from my eyes&lt;br&gt;Like rivers&lt;br&gt;I turned to the east&lt;br&gt;Put my forehead to the cold prison cell floor&lt;br&gt;and cried my heart out to the one who created us all&lt;br&gt;Oh Allah send him please&lt;br&gt;Send the one who&amp;#39;ll love me and cherish me here and in heaven too&lt;br&gt;Send him soon&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;He&amp;#39;s not the solution my mind tells me&lt;br&gt;I know he isn&amp;#39;t but I want to know what it feels like to be loved I  &lt;br&gt;reply&lt;p&gt;Oh Allah I continue to pray&lt;br&gt;I can&amp;#39;t bear this life&lt;br&gt;Where I dread the day&lt;br&gt;I want to die&lt;br&gt;Take me to you&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to cry&lt;br&gt;Take me where there&amp;#39;s no jealousy or hate&lt;br&gt;Where cruelty is unheard of&lt;br&gt;Where laughter and love reign&lt;br&gt;Where there is no pain&lt;p&gt;Oh Allah give me the strength to forgive the weak who poke at me&lt;br&gt;Give me the power to forget the ill and evil that has been done to me&lt;br&gt;Be my strength for I have none&lt;br&gt;Be my wealth so I needn&amp;#39;t need anyone&lt;p&gt;September 23 2009&lt;br&gt;3:35 am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5688458027373530298?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5688458027373530298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5688458027373530298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5688458027373530298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5688458027373530298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/heartache.html' title='Heartache'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-156342363715623921</id><published>2009-09-14T00:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T04:55:10.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to get rid of you</title><content type='html'>I want to get rid of you&lt;br&gt;To be free of you&lt;br&gt;To be able to breathe without your suffocating presence&lt;br&gt;Even when u aren&amp;#39;t here you manage to choke the life out of me&lt;br&gt;I despise you too much to waste my time on hating you.&lt;br&gt;I nothing you&lt;br&gt;And that&amp;#39;s what kills you.&lt;br&gt;Goodbye you&lt;br&gt;I hope your venom gets sucked before you prey on someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-156342363715623921?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/156342363715623921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=156342363715623921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/156342363715623921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/156342363715623921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-to-get-rid-of-you.html' title='I want to get rid of you'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7893541495485270025</id><published>2009-08-31T13:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:32:08.340+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A recap... Slash that</title><content type='html'>A recap... Slash that, im not Going over what I&amp;#39;ve been through  &lt;br&gt;before! It was horrible the first time around, no need to revisit  &lt;br&gt;horribleville.&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#39;re the highlights of the past month:&lt;br&gt;1-I went crazy fast on a jetski at aldurra in my red gap jeans&lt;br&gt;It was Awesome, Ima buy myself a jetski before I turn 25! In sha Allah&lt;br&gt;2- on the said jetski I Attempted a tight turn while going so very  &lt;br&gt;fast and obviously flipped 360 into the water IT WAS GREAT my cousin  &lt;br&gt;and I were cracking up! Dude it was fantastic! They thought we were  &lt;br&gt;nuts!&lt;br&gt;3-while we were laughing our butts off her crocs was floating away and  &lt;br&gt;I swam towards it like a sloth and everybody started laughing at us  &lt;br&gt;because we weren&amp;#39;t going after our jetski instead! Our other two  &lt;br&gt;cousins got it for us.&lt;br&gt;4- when I got to shore Noor asked me where my glasses were, i didn&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;realize they were gone until that moment!&lt;br&gt;5- my 20th birthday 1600 riyal glasses are now residing at the bottom  &lt;br&gt;of aldurra&amp;#39;s waters!&lt;br&gt;6-I am now wearing contacts daily!&lt;br&gt;7- went to Makkah a few days ago and tried the public transportation  &lt;br&gt;there it was FANTASTIC ma sha Allah! Very organized, clean and  &lt;br&gt;coordinated!&lt;br&gt;8- am in Love with Indian everything!&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m thinking of going to university on the first day in a shirwal-kamis&lt;br&gt;9-shahid kapur is absolutely AWESOME!&lt;br&gt;10-Bollywood kicks Hollywood&amp;#39;s ASS!&lt;br&gt;11- I want to see the following movies (after Ramadan of course!):&lt;br&gt;The soloist&lt;br&gt;Inglorious basterds&lt;br&gt;Public enemies&lt;br&gt;Cloudy with a chance of meatballs&lt;br&gt;500 days of summer&lt;br&gt;Fighting&lt;br&gt;Jodha Akbar&lt;br&gt;Mujshi dosti karogi&lt;br&gt;And many others!&lt;p&gt;5:01 pm&lt;br&gt;27 august 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7893541495485270025?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7893541495485270025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7893541495485270025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7893541495485270025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7893541495485270025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/08/recap-slash-that.html' title='A recap... Slash that'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1106001352384690558</id><published>2009-07-02T14:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:22:47.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>If only...&lt;p&gt;If only I wasn&amp;#39;t so emotional&lt;br&gt;I wouldn&amp;#39;t have built this wall&lt;p&gt;If I was courageous&lt;br&gt;I would stand tall&lt;p&gt;Hate is burning like acid through my veins&lt;br&gt;Inflicting excruciating pain&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t understand why or how&lt;br&gt;But I do know now&lt;p&gt;That my life is a play&lt;br&gt;A game of pretend&lt;p&gt;And it will extend&lt;br&gt;Until my body is one with the earth and my soul is in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1106001352384690558?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1106001352384690558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1106001352384690558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1106001352384690558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1106001352384690558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3222519882281843384</id><published>2009-06-28T18:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:51:44.070+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy stuff</title><content type='html'>Today was my 2nd day as a trainee at the IMC hospital.&lt;br&gt;This week i&amp;#39;m at phlebotomy. It&amp;#39;s loads of fun and I like that I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;interacting with all sorts of people.&lt;br&gt;There are kids who scream and give migranes and others who cry silently.&lt;p&gt;Some old men are really nice they prayed for me Allah yewafigik&lt;br&gt;Today I met the first young guy he got onto my friends nerves. Ga3ad  &lt;br&gt;yestahbil. I wamted to laugh but didn&amp;#39;t cuz he&amp;#39;d probably think I was  &lt;br&gt;flirting.&lt;p&gt;The people in phlebotomy are Awesome.&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s Fatima and Sabreena. Renel is the guy who orders stuff for the  &lt;br&gt;labs and then there are various porters who send the samples we&amp;#39;ve  &lt;br&gt;taken down to the lab to have tests run on them.&lt;br&gt;I never thought I&amp;#39;d have this much fun working at a hospital.&lt;p&gt;Al7amdulila!&lt;br&gt;  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3222519882281843384?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3222519882281843384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=3222519882281843384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3222519882281843384'/><link 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side&lt;br&gt;I want to stand tall yet cower and hide&lt;br&gt;Contradictions so many of them lead my life&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t care but I do&lt;br&gt;I want to cry&lt;br&gt;But my heart is ice&lt;br&gt;I think I don&amp;#39;t have feelings but then my heart beats slower and I  &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t breathe&lt;br&gt;The tears that never came block my throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2851222682383301312?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2851222682383301312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2851222682383301312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2851222682383301312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2851222682383301312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-things-run-through-my-head.html' title='So many things run through my head simeltaneously'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5100078510607816752</id><published>2009-06-27T19:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:12:50.766+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it about you that makes me mad?</title><content type='html'>What is it about you that makes me mad?&lt;br&gt;What is it that makes me sad?&lt;br&gt;Is it your arrogance?&lt;br&gt;Or it is the fact that you r as ignorant as a blind man about colors?&lt;br&gt;You have no idea how horrible you are&lt;br&gt;You live in the illusion of perfection&lt;br&gt;You think you&amp;#39;re god&amp;#39;s gift to mankind&lt;br&gt;You think I&amp;#39;m a possesion of yours&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not!&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m a creation of God&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;And to Him I&amp;#39;ll ultimately belong&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m a free spirit&lt;br&gt;Bound in an earthly vessel&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t belong here, I belong there&lt;br&gt;In paradise.&lt;br&gt;So don&amp;#39;t ask me of things I cannot give you&lt;br&gt;My heart isn&amp;#39;t mine to give&lt;br&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br&gt;Please:&lt;br&gt;Let&lt;br&gt;me&lt;br&gt;Go!&lt;br&gt;Stop this insane obsession!&lt;br&gt;I&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t&lt;br&gt;Want&lt;br&gt;You!&lt;br&gt;Get&lt;br&gt;That&lt;br&gt;Through&lt;br&gt;Your&lt;br&gt;Head!&lt;br&gt;Goodbye!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S it&amp;#39;s not you! Don&amp;#39;t obsess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5100078510607816752?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5100078510607816752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5100078510607816752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5100078510607816752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5100078510607816752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-it-about-you-that-makes-me-mad.html' title='What is it about you that makes me mad?'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7722735200918336528</id><published>2009-06-26T22:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:52:30.834+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When will it stop?</title><content type='html'>When will it stop?&lt;br&gt;This lonliness that ebbs and flows&lt;br&gt;When will my sorrow end?&lt;br&gt;I can no longer pretend&lt;br&gt;That I&amp;#39;m okay.&lt;br&gt;Have I ruined every chance of meeting you?&lt;br&gt;By telling the world about you?&lt;br&gt;Did I make a mistake?&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;d take it back.&lt;br&gt;I wouldve kept it a secret&lt;br&gt;But I wanted everyone to know that you&amp;#39;re real&lt;br&gt;I thought it would make you come faster&lt;br&gt;That you&amp;#39;d hear them talking about you and come to me&lt;br&gt;Why aren&amp;#39;t you here?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7722735200918336528?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7722735200918336528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7722735200918336528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7722735200918336528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7722735200918336528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-will-it-stop.html' title='When will it stop?'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-260434881358860881</id><published>2009-06-25T23:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:16:44.132+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest song in the world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCj5kmLf-gE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCj5kmLf-gE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Breakeven- The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok so this line isn't rite, i pray to a God i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beleive in&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even, even no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;what am I suppose to say when i'm all choked up and you're OK&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop me bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cos she moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks no it dont break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryna make sence of what little remains&lt;br /&gt;Cos you left with no love, with no love to my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a god i don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break, no it dont break even, no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-260434881358860881?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/260434881358860881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=260434881358860881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/260434881358860881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/260434881358860881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-song-in-world.html' title='The greatest song in the world!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1910418748024293588</id><published>2009-06-23T16:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:01:45.116+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message From George Carlin</title><content type='html'>This is a masterpiece.  If you have not read it take the time to &lt;br /&gt;read it now.  If you have read it take time to read it again! &lt;br /&gt;GEORGE CARLIN (He recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write &lt;br /&gt;something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A Message by George Carlin: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. &lt;br /&gt;We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more &lt;br /&gt;experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much,smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, &lt;br /&gt;drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too &lt;br /&gt;little, watch TV too much,and pray too seldom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too &lt;br /&gt;much, love too seldom, and hate too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and &lt;br /&gt;small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days &lt;br /&gt;of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are &lt;br /&gt;days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night &lt;br /&gt;stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to &lt;br /&gt;quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and &lt;br /&gt;nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to &lt;br /&gt;you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just &lt;br /&gt;hit delete... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. An embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't send this to other people....Who cares? &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;George Carlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1910418748024293588?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1910418748024293588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1910418748024293588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1910418748024293588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1910418748024293588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/message-from-george-carlin.html' title='A Message From George Carlin'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8831810293124185932</id><published>2009-06-23T00:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:39:07.501+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I came across this joke on one of my iPhone apps and thought you might like it...&lt;br&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;Supreme Court nominee Judge Sonia Sotomayor is going to get tough questions from senators during her confirmation hearings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I think she'll be fine. I mean, this is a woman who spent her whole life in the courtroom, so she's used to being around criminals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;- Jay Leno&lt;/p&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;Late Night Jokes by &lt;a href="http://www.iphunny.com"&gt;iPhunny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8831810293124185932?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8831810293124185932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8831810293124185932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8831810293124185932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8831810293124185932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/tough-questions.html' title='Tough Questions'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5742870945724796644</id><published>2009-06-18T23:09:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:53:01.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite Song and New Fave TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qolMYx51RmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qolMYx51RmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Lyrics:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( The Song is by Pink - Please Don't Leave Me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can yell any louder&lt;br /&gt;How many time I've kicked you outta here?&lt;br /&gt;Or said something insulting?&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da&lt;br /&gt;I can be so mean when I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I am capable of really anything&lt;br /&gt;I can cut you into pieces&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is... broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I become so obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with you that makes me act like this?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this nasty&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?&lt;br /&gt;The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;[ Pink Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me&lt;br /&gt;I can't be without, you're my perfect little punching bag&lt;br /&gt;And I need you, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me no no no&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't need you but it's always gonna come right back,&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna come right back to this.&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me, oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5742870945724796644?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b2d23d710969ecde&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5742870945724796644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5742870945724796644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5742870945724796644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5742870945724796644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-favorite-song-and-new-fave-tv.html' title='My New Favorite Song and New Fave TV Show'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7979774124892973823</id><published>2009-06-06T20:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:51:04.127+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A point.</title><content type='html'>I made a point a while ago not to dissect anyone on my blog, as in publicly...&lt;br /&gt;but I am itching to do so....&lt;br /&gt;God this person makes me sooooooo angry...&lt;br /&gt;I want to scratch his eyes out and scream.&lt;br /&gt;he is so selfish!&lt;br /&gt;he won't let us travel on our own cuz the selfish ************* knows we are gonna have SO MUCH FRIGGIN FUN WITHOUT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;GOD he is such a ( i want to curse) insecure ********&lt;br /&gt;i hate him, my blood boils.&lt;br /&gt;god i wish i was somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;living life my way not under this control freak .&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely positively hate my life at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;shit **** crap.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;i am gna commit emotional suicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7979774124892973823?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7979774124892973823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7979774124892973823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7979774124892973823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7979774124892973823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/point.html' title='A point.'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2247703038031349157</id><published>2009-06-02T16:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:01:38.572+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaspard... My heart goes wild :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SiUwb0sVsEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xXRj-U7t-_I/s1600-h/532802145_b907a7a8e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342729787504177218" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SiUwb0sVsEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xXRj-U7t-_I/s320/532802145_b907a7a8e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am on something i'm sure, the buzz i'm feeling is amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway! saw this and i fell in love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaspard Ulliel ...i might die if i ever meet u in real life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, the majeek of z french!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided it beats spanish *but dont tell anyone!*&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/7021788953684238006-2247703038031349157?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2247703038031349157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2247703038031349157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2247703038031349157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2247703038031349157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/gaspard-my-heart-goes-wild-p.html' title='Gaspard... My heart goes wild :p'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SiUwb0sVsEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xXRj-U7t-_I/s72-c/532802145_b907a7a8e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8454245599328904936</id><published>2009-06-02T15:30:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:51:43.682+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish you were here</title><content type='html'>You stood there&lt;br /&gt;Unaware that I was approaching&lt;br /&gt;The soft breeze picked up&lt;br /&gt;Making your hair fall on your midnight blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but envy it.&lt;br /&gt;I envy the wind, it gets to be around you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You pushed the strands back&lt;br /&gt;And saw me.&lt;br /&gt;That's when I forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;When the air I breathed became and afterthought&lt;br /&gt;When my heartbeats stopped&lt;br /&gt;My insides melted&lt;br /&gt;I knew that now it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; to die&lt;br /&gt;You smiled&lt;br /&gt;My favorite smile&lt;br /&gt;The one that took away all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;Then you opened your arms&lt;br /&gt;Just for me&lt;br /&gt;I ran into them&lt;br /&gt;I thanked Allah for creating you for me.&lt;br /&gt;You wrapped me in a blanket of love and security&lt;br /&gt;I never want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come, what's taking you so long my blue eyed prince?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8454245599328904936?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8454245599328904936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8454245599328904936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8454245599328904936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8454245599328904936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/06/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2311334398392389789</id><published>2009-05-29T23:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:09:14.247+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>I don't own a bikini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nor have i ever tried one one that is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but I want to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't get me wrong, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it would be interesting to have one, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not that i would ever wear it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe in my room with the lights off and the door locked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think every girl should own one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's like owning a 100 carat diamond ring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you're not going to wear it everywere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but every now and then you'd put it on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it makes you feel good and pretty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then you put it back in the box &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lock the vault &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and bask in the memory of it shining on your finger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a bikini can do that on a lower scale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want a bikini as motivation too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to boost my self-esteem when i'm feeling ugly and fat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;which is pretty much how i feel lately,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i gotta buy me a bikini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. sorry for the visual :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2311334398392389789?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2311334398392389789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2311334398392389789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2311334398392389789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2311334398392389789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/05/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings...'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6413584866453984196</id><published>2009-05-20T14:27:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:29:44.126+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream</title><content type='html'>My heart skipped a beat, I saw his eyes, the love and happiness there mirrored my own, I wanted to run into his arms and stay there forever, the aisle was too long, the distance seemed to be endless, an orchestra was playing, but I didnt hear a thing... just the heartbeats that sang his name ~ My hormones are taking over, making me depressed... God i'm pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever mention that love songs make me cry?&lt;br /&gt;or that i secretly envy every lovey dovey couple i see in real life or on tv or anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the green monster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6413584866453984196?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6413584866453984196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6413584866453984196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6413584866453984196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6413584866453984196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dream.html' title='My dream'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2926664656903673480</id><published>2009-04-26T03:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:00:50.566+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of my dreams...Literally!</title><content type='html'>I beleive, i truly truly beleive, that the man of my dreams, the one who will take my breath away ( in the romantic sense!) looks exactly like, or is ( dreaming eh?) Gaspard Ulliel:&lt;br /&gt; i just saw the movie A Very Long Engagement and Man! do the french know their movies! it is AWESOME! anywhoo  i loved him before the movie, and well if you're reading this Purple, you'll understand my obsession with blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;if you look up Eye-candy in the dictionary, you'd find his picture next to it!&lt;br /&gt;Depression session DEFFINITELY over!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gaspard!&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Purple, the last image the one in the tux is the one i saw...you know. it started this! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4ha1bPI/AAAAAAAAACk/wCrN_-3LI1E/s1600-h/Gaspard-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797269199514866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4ha1bPI/AAAAAAAAACk/wCrN_-3LI1E/s320/Gaspard-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4QKm2cI/AAAAAAAAACc/xN0dK3D3g28/s1600-h/z133281397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797264568048066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4QKm2cI/AAAAAAAAACc/xN0dK3D3g28/s320/z133281397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4S42lKI/AAAAAAAAACU/IoeuLicdcYQ/s1600-h/gaspard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797265298887842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4S42lKI/AAAAAAAAACU/IoeuLicdcYQ/s320/gaspard3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4auvPoI/AAAAAAAAACM/_5ZtQ1jPsl0/s1600-h/g15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797267403947650" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4auvPoI/AAAAAAAAACM/_5ZtQ1jPsl0/s320/g15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4Kt0WxI/AAAAAAAAACE/AYEmqUrrP0I/s1600-h/1508_553626655_gaspard_ulliel_H145116_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797263105121042" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4Kt0WxI/AAAAAAAAACE/AYEmqUrrP0I/s320/1508_553626655_gaspard_ulliel_H145116_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7021788953684238006-2926664656903673480?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2926664656903673480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2926664656903673480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2926664656903673480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2926664656903673480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-of-my-dreamsliterally.html' title='Man of my dreams...Literally!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SfOw4ha1bPI/AAAAAAAAACk/wCrN_-3LI1E/s72-c/Gaspard-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3459462962968750936</id><published>2009-04-25T21:57:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:47:29.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting My Depression Go</title><content type='html'>This post is probably what has made me so depressed lately&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write it, even though a big part of me is begging me not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I remember you the image gets fainter&lt;br /&gt;Like an old text book its papers are flaky and fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forgetting&lt;br /&gt;The way your voice touched my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forgetting&lt;br /&gt;Your face when it cracked a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing&lt;br /&gt;The part of me that was for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not your fault&lt;br /&gt;Neither is it mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't us&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't the right time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;Without going back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I did&lt;br /&gt;I'd make the same mistakes over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over you was the hardest&lt;br /&gt;The stampede of rhinos in my tummy are no longer there&lt;br /&gt;They left with the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you in the sense that nothing seems to be right&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like the day misses the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up from my dreams in fright&lt;br /&gt;I have nightmares and can't speak of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the loneliness that is speaking&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my own stupidity that is typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when i told you&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not holding my breath" ?&lt;br /&gt;Well it turns out I am&lt;br /&gt;I've turned blue&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare exhale&lt;br /&gt;I would shatter&lt;br /&gt;And every seam in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Would split open again&lt;br /&gt;Gushing anguish and hurt into my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would change, not here not now... I know that.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe in a parallel universe&lt;br /&gt;There'd be a place that could accommodate me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish this world wasn't so screwed up&lt;br /&gt;With stupidity and rules that make no sense&lt;br /&gt;And that I didn't have to have diamond walls for defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can understand my warped way of thinking&lt;br /&gt;I think you did&lt;br /&gt;That's why your presence was so valuable&lt;br /&gt;And the hurt from losing you is so tangible&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring you up in a topic without being vague&lt;br /&gt;Or else all hell will break loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I think I'm in a lifelong noose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raz ma taz&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get what we want in the end in sha Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is pray... 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href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/04/letting-my-depression-go.html' title='Letting My Depression Go'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4204059196829936273</id><published>2009-04-21T21:36:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:40:44.772+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My arabic attempt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;بالرغم من تتابع النكبات تظل الورود تتفتح&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;فتملا روحي بعبق الأمل&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;تجسد الورود - على رقتها- النضال المستمر&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"كأنها تقول لظلام الهموم :"لا أخاف ، فالصبح قادم لا محال وسيمسح وجودك المعتم من وجه السماء&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ما رأيكم؟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4204059196829936273?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4204059196829936273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4204059196829936273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4204059196829936273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4595658426963011868?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4595658426963011868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4595658426963011868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4595658426963011868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4595658426963011868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/04/hee-hee.html' title='Hee Hee!!!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4970768976479631030</id><published>2009-04-18T13:04:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:12:37.276+03:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me *chachacha*</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me *chachacha*&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me *chachacha*&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday to meeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is true!&lt;br /&gt;today i have turned 21!!!!&lt;br /&gt;shocking is it not?!&lt;br /&gt;hee hee&lt;br /&gt;my favorite number is 8 maybe cuz i was born in '88?!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i accept gifts in any shape or form all year long not just on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Love you All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4970768976479631030?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4970768976479631030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4970768976479631030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4970768976479631030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4970768976479631030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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that always always respects him!&lt;br /&gt;and i am not allowed to take a break, to just not have to kiss ass and be super dooper nice and cute!&lt;br /&gt;i hate this shit!&lt;br /&gt;so what if i didnt go wild when he came home today and rush and greet him?&lt;br /&gt;so what if i was tired and angsty&lt;br /&gt;yeesh!&lt;br /&gt;if you cant be comfortable around your own flesh and blood what hope do you have in surviving in the world!&lt;br /&gt;i hate this shit!&lt;br /&gt;it is so tiring being the good girl all the time.&lt;br /&gt;shit...my aunt's mother in law just died and this blog seems so ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;the woman was soo amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i loved her so much!&lt;br /&gt;but no tears are coming... shit i really am a heartless biyatch!&lt;br /&gt;this is soooooooooo upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;i am the most idiotic person in the world!&lt;br /&gt;Allah help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;i hate this shit.&lt;div 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Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2585298584652223557</id><published>2009-04-11T23:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:01:23.302+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the most awesome comic in the world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/p/98133B6B63D08C4F&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/p/98133B6B63D08C4F&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6069990878433437032</id><published>2009-04-09T21:30:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:30:52.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Total girl stuff!</title><content type='html'>There is something to be said about a guy (or guys) that look hot in  &lt;br&gt;thobes!&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s the equivalent of a guy lookig hot in a tux!&lt;p&gt;Not everyone can pull it off.&lt;p&gt;I mean you can get guys to look presentable, but not mouthwatering!&lt;br&gt;The guy I want to marry is one that&amp;#39;ll look drop dead gorgeous in both!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh,&lt;br&gt;Until that day comes I shall keep praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6069990878433437032?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6069990878433437032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6069990878433437032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6069990878433437032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6069990878433437032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/04/total-girl-stuff.html' title='Total girl stuff!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5833918456750195259</id><published>2009-04-02T10:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:45:17.709+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Today 3 girls fatanooni, well if you can call them girls, honestly they were the hottest guys I've seen in my life, too bad they're not playing for my team! Joking joking </title><content type='html'>Today 3 girls fatanooni, well if you can call them girls, honestly  &lt;br&gt;they were the hottest guys I&amp;#39;ve seen in my life, too bad they&amp;#39;re not  &lt;br&gt;playing for my team! Joking joking&lt;br&gt;Honestly I think it is totally wrong to have girls like that in my  &lt;br&gt;university( if u dnt know, we&amp;#39;re an All girls university) so, it is  &lt;br&gt;very disconcerting!!&lt;br&gt;I mean you know they have the female body parts, and they try to sound  &lt;br&gt;rough but they are girls!!! It&amp;#39;s like a facade, a lie. It irks me not  &lt;br&gt;because for a moment I thought they were actually guys, but because  &lt;br&gt;it&amp;#39;s i3tirad 3ala mashee2at Allah! It&amp;#39;s like spitting at Allah&amp;#39;s gift  &lt;br&gt;and rejecting it.&lt;br&gt;I want to know what is so bad about being a girl? Huh? What is so  &lt;br&gt;horrible? What is so disgusting about being a girl that they immitate  &lt;br&gt;guys in their mannerisms looks and charm?&lt;br&gt;No offense to males, you&amp;#39;re our other half.&lt;br&gt;These girls wreck havoc with the equilibrium of the world. Maybe they  &lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t to it intentionally.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m totally heterosexual and I had to do a double take to make sure  &lt;br&gt;they&amp;#39;re not guys!&lt;br&gt;Very confusing!!&lt;br&gt;I guess it is a my own April fools day trick. The trick is on me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh&lt;br&gt;Sitting at ali3jaz al3ilmi conference at Dar alhekma.&lt;br&gt;8:48pm&lt;br&gt;1-April-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5833918456750195259?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5833918456750195259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5833918456750195259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5833918456750195259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5833918456750195259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-3-girls-fatanooni-well-if-you-can.html' title='Today 3 girls fatanooni, well if you can call them girls, honestly they were the hottest guys I&apos;ve seen in my life, too bad they&apos;re not playing for my team! Joking joking '/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4166380090386865918</id><published>2009-03-04T15:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:10:13.542+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Emotional Type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family are the most important people in your life. You're good about keeping track of birthdays, people appreciate that you care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Intellectual Type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out an art gallery or concert is your idea of a good time. Friends turn to you when they want to know what's going on in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Physical Type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days are not lost on you. If you get the chance, you hit the beach or the mountains to enjoy the fresh air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4166380090386865918?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4166380090386865918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4166380090386865918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4166380090386865918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4166380090386865918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-visual-personality.html' title='My Visual Personality'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-331541434497712997</id><published>2009-03-04T15:03:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:05:24.452+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Took a test to see what Passion Type I am</title><content type='html'>Your Passion Type&lt;br /&gt;You mix passion with pragmatism&lt;br /&gt;Key Traits: open, sensitive, balanced, empathetic, loyal, thoughtful Introspective and self-aware, you have a solid grip on your emotions. Your friends and family consider you "the rock" they can turn to and lean on during tough times. Part of that trust comes from the fact that you always try your best to say what you mean and mean what you say. This is part of your healthy outlook on life, love and work. Hard work is important, but remember to listen to your instinct when it tells you to take a step back and enjoy the quiet moments. There are certain things that you will always be passionate about, whether it's a certain cuisine, a type of music, or a particular sport. On the flipside, there are also things that will never interest you. But that's OK. Your romantic partner appreciates your unwavering sensibility, your balanced temperament, and consistent signs of love and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;True!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-331541434497712997?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/331541434497712997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=331541434497712997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/331541434497712997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/331541434497712997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/03/took-test-to-see-what-passion-type-i-am.html' title='Took a test to see what Passion Type I am'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1065771633471211168</id><published>2009-03-02T13:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:33:31.331+03:00</updated><title type='text'> قييم نفسك مع هذا المقياس</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#002060" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt;color:#002060"&gt;بسم &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#00b050"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt;color:#00B050"&gt;الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#002060"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt; color:#002060"&gt; الرحمن الرحيم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;روي أن سيدنا طلحة الأنصاري رضي الله عنه &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;كان يصلي في بستانه ذات يوم ورأى طيرا يخرج من بين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;الشجر فتعلقت عيناه بالطائر حتى نسي كم صلى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فذهب إلى الطبيب صلى الله عليه واله وسلم يبكي ويقول&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;يا رسول الله , إني انشغلت بالطائر في البستان حتى نسيت كم صليت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فإني أجعل هذا البستان صدقة في سبيل الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فضعه يا رسول الله حيث شئت لعل الله يغفر لي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وهذا أبو هريرة رضي الله عنه يقول&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;إن الرجل ليصلي ستين سنة ولا تقبل منه صلاة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقيل له : كيف ذلك؟ فقال: لا يتم ركوعها ولا سجودها ولا قيامها ولا خشوعها &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ويقول سيدنا عمر بن الخطاب رضي الله عنه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;إن الرجل ليشيب في الإسلام ولم يكمل لله ركعة واحدة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;قيل : كيف يا أمير المؤمنين قال : لا يتم ركوعها ولا سجودها &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ويقول الإمام أحمد بن حنبل رحمه الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;يأتي على الناس زمان يصلون وهم لا يصلون &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وإني لأتخوف أن يكون الزمان هو هذا الزمان!! فماذا لو أتيت إلينا يا إمام لتنظر أحوالنا ؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ويقول الإمام الغزالي رحمه الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;إن الرجل ليسجد السجدة يظن أنه تقرب بها إلى الله سبحانه وتعالى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ووالله لو وزع ذنب هذه السجدة على أهل بلدته لهلكوا ، سئل كيف ذلك ؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقال : يسجد برأسه بين يدي مولاه , وهو منشغل باللهو والمعاصي والشهوات وحب الدنيا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فأي سجدة هذه ؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وانظر إلى الرسول صلى الله عليه واله وسلم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;كانت عائشة رضي الله عنها تجده طول الليل يصلي &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وطول النهار يدعو إلى الله تعالى فتسأله : يا رسول الله أنت لا تنام؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فيقول لها (( مضى زمن النوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ويقول الصحابة : كنا نسمع لجوف النبي وهو يصلي أزيز كأزيز المرجل من البكاء؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وقالوا ... لو رأيت سفيان الثوري يصلي لقلت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;يموت الآن ( من كثرة خشوعه )؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وهذا عروة بن الزبير (( واستمع لهذه)) ابن السيدة أسماء أخت السيدة عائشة رضي الله عنهم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;أصاب رجله داء الأكلة ( السرطان ) فقيل له&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;لا بد من قطع قدمك حتى لا ينتشر المرض في جسمك كله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , ! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ولهذا لا بد أن تشرب بعض الخمر حتى يغيب وعيك .. فقال&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;أيغيب قلبي ولساني عن ذكر الله ؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;والله لا أستعين بمعصية الله على طاعته&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقالوا : نسقيك المنقد ( مخدر ) فقال&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;لا أحب أن يسلب جزء من أعضائي وأنا نائم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقالوا : نأتي بالرجال تمسكك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقال : أنا أعينكم على نفسي . قالوا : لا تطيق&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;قال : دعوني أصلي فإذا وجدتموني لا أتحرك &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وقد سكنت جوارحي واستقرت فأنظروني حتى أسجد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فإذا سجدت فما عدت في الدنيا , فافعلوا بي ما تشاءون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فجاء الطبيب وانتظر, فلما سجد أتى بالمنشار فقطع قدم الرجل ولم يصرخ بل كان يقول : .. لا إله إلا الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;رضيت بالله ربا وبالإسلام دينا وبمحمد نبيا ورسولا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;حتى أغشي عليه ولم يصرخ صرخة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فلما أفاق أتوه بقدمه فنظر إليها وقال&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;أقسم بالله إني لم أمش بك إلى حرام , ويعلم الله , كم وقفت عليك بالليل قائما لله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فقال له أحد الصحابة : يا عروة .. أبشر .. جزء من جسدك سبقك إلى الجنة فقال&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;والله ما عزاني أحد بأفضل من هذا العزاء&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وكان الحسن بن علي رضي الله عنهما إذا دخل في الصلاة ارتعش واصفر لونه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فإذا سئل عن ذلك قال : أتدرون بين يدي من أقوم الآن ؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وكان أبوه سيدنا علي رضي الله عنه إذا توضأ ارتجف &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فإذا سئل عن ذلك قال : الآن أحمل الأمانة التي عرضت على السماء والأرض &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;والجبال فأبين أن يحملها وأشفقن منها .. وحملتها أنا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وسئل حاتم الأصم رحمه الله كيف تخشع في صلاتك ؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;قال : بأن أقوم فأكبر للصلاة .. وأتخيل الكعبة أمام عيني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;والصراط تحت قدمي ,, والجنة عن يميني والنار عن شمالي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;وملك الموت ورائي ,, وأن رسول الله يتأمل صلاتي وأظنها آخر صلاة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فأكبر الله بتعظيم وأقرأ وأتدبر وأركع بخضوع وأسجد بخضوع وأجعل في صلاتي الخوف من الله &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;والرجاء في رحمته ثم أسلم ولا أدري أقبلت أم لا؟؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;يقول سبحانه وتعالى : (( ألم يأن للذين آمنوا أن تخشع قلوبهم لذكر الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;يقول ابن مسعود رضي الله عنه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;لم يكن بين إسلامنا وبين نزول هذه الآية إلا أربع سنوات&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,, &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فعاتبنا الله تعالى فبكينا لقلة خشوعنا لمعاتبة الله لنا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فكنا نخرج ونعاتب بعضنا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;بعضا نق ول: ألم تسمع قول الله تعالى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ألم يأن للذين آمنوا أن تخشع قلوبهم لذكر الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فيسقط الرجل منا يبكي على عتاب الله لنا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ** &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;فهل شعرت أنت يا أخي أن الله تعالى يعاتبك بهذه الآية&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ** &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;ألم يأن للذين آمنوا أن تخشع قلوبهم لذكر الله&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="RTL" style="font-size:16.0pt"&gt;اللهم إجعل لي قلباً خاشع .. ولساناً ذاكراً .. وعيناً دامعة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1065771633471211168?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1065771633471211168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1065771633471211168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1065771633471211168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1065771633471211168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=' قييم نفسك مع هذا المقياس'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8157111161394511765</id><published>2009-03-01T13:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:12:54.717+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Song</title><content type='html'>Ok, Before anyone judges me by the lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;I like this song for it's feel,&lt;br /&gt;the underlying message.&lt;br /&gt;i love it..&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry- Thinking of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CcS67vxak4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CcS67vxak4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8157111161394511765?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8157111161394511765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8157111161394511765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8157111161394511765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8157111161394511765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-song.html' title='The Best Song'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8460273631116275180</id><published>2009-02-16T15:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:20:18.081+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When push comes to shove,</title><content type='html'>When push comes to shove,&lt;br&gt;I sit back stretch my legs and sunnbathe&lt;br&gt;At least I wish I do!&lt;br&gt;I shove other people, but I don&amp;#39;t shove myself I think.&lt;br&gt;So I would be beside the pool reading a cheesy novel and catching the  &lt;br&gt;rays.&lt;br&gt;I am a deep thinker, I could analyse and desecect a situation for a  &lt;br&gt;whole year at the very least until I can make peace with my mistakes.&lt;br&gt;I made peace with alot of things this year, some things consiously and  &lt;br&gt;other subconsuoisly.&lt;br&gt;Deep breaths give me the feeling of serinity&lt;br&gt;Closing my eyes for periods of time wrap me with peace&lt;br&gt;Through the chaos i stay calm.&lt;br&gt;But then when the storm blows over I freak out!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8460273631116275180?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8460273631116275180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3014495279243985248</id><published>2009-02-07T22:19:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:19:24.627+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not indifference,</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s not indifference,&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s satisfaction and content.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not worried, not in a hurry&lt;br&gt;Cuz I know it&amp;#39;s right.&lt;br&gt;Apperntly when they say:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;when it&amp;#39;s right you&amp;#39;ll know&amp;quot; it&amp;#39;s true.&lt;br&gt;I have a nutrition final next saturday&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s a week away!!!&lt;br&gt;Ugh right now I want to got elbow deep in the sappy romantic novels I  &lt;br&gt;borrowed from meme and get lost :p&lt;br&gt;Not really! I just want to get the kick&lt;br&gt;In the butt I need to seriously write about Laya and Josh. Lately I  &lt;br&gt;have no idea what they&amp;#39;re going to do or how they&amp;#39;re going to meet in  &lt;br&gt;the first place, I need inspiration.&lt;br&gt;May Allah guide us all to the right path and make us be true to  &lt;br&gt;oursleves always.&lt;p&gt;Love&lt;br&gt;Peace&lt;br&gt;Good night&lt;br&gt;7/1 feb/2009&lt;br&gt;10:18pm&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3014495279243985248?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3014495279243985248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=3014495279243985248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3014495279243985248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3014495279243985248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-indifference.html' title='It&apos;s not indifference,'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6925573817923297846</id><published>2009-02-06T20:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:07:30.182+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stay Young..</title><content type='html'>forwarded message:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6925573817923297846?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6925573817923297846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6925573817923297846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6925573817923297846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6925573817923297846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-stay-young.html' title='How to stay Young..'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-605585985788409279</id><published>2009-01-30T00:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:57:16.732+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My recent addiction</title><content type='html'>My recent addiction&lt;br&gt;Stand up comedy&lt;br&gt;Seriously it is AWESOME&lt;br&gt;Of course not all stand up comics are funny...some are just nasty!!&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s a list of the best comics:&lt;br&gt;Robin Williams&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s it, he is the best, everyone else is in this other list of  &lt;br&gt;funny people.&lt;br&gt;  I have yet to hear someone who is funnier than him, he is so funny  &lt;br&gt;( ma sha    ) that I can hear his routine 100 times and still be in  &lt;br&gt;stiches!&lt;p&gt;My other list of ok funny comics:&lt;br&gt;John Stewart&lt;br&gt;Jasper carrot&lt;br&gt;Lewis black&lt;br&gt;Chris rock&lt;br&gt;Dane cook&lt;br&gt;Steven colbert&lt;br&gt;Paul brant&lt;br&gt;George carlin (sometimes)&lt;br&gt;Eddie izzard&lt;br&gt;George lopez&lt;br&gt;And other people but these people are pretty good.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Done with 75% of inorganic biochemistry&lt;br&gt;Pray for me please&lt;br&gt;I have the final on Sunday and I NEED a full mark 40/40!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-605585985788409279?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/605585985788409279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=605585985788409279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/605585985788409279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/605585985788409279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-recent-addiction.html' title='My recent addiction'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2070671531163788643</id><published>2009-01-28T17:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:08:44.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaking news</title><content type='html'>Heartbreaking news&lt;br&gt;I thought I was fine, that the extra chocolaty chocoladte fudge  &lt;br&gt;brownie wouldn&amp;#39;t affect me,&lt;br&gt;I walk a lot and eat healthy&lt;br&gt;But apparently I was doing something wrong cuz &amp;quot;the line&amp;quot; is no longer  &lt;br&gt;there!!!&lt;br&gt;I just noticed today!!&lt;br&gt;The line being the one I aqquired last year after 6-9 months of  &lt;br&gt;intensive pilates.&lt;br&gt;The one that gave me hope that one day I&amp;#39;ll have a body ad perfect as  &lt;br&gt;Fergie&amp;#39;s.&lt;br&gt;But it&amp;#39;s gone and it&amp;#39;s not coming back as quick as I want it!!&lt;br&gt;I mean cmon 6-9 months and then it dissapears??!! It&amp;#39;s not fair nor  &lt;br&gt;right!!!&lt;br&gt;Sigh!&lt;br&gt;Today I did 110 sit-ups, yesterday and the day before I did 150-160.&lt;br&gt;Which is nothing compared to last year me, I used to do 250-300.&lt;br&gt;Weep!&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m trying to get to it. But I have to get rid of the negativity I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;feeling.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m gna be positive and I will do 250 today in sha Allah.&lt;br&gt;Peace out.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2070671531163788643?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2070671531163788643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2070671531163788643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2070671531163788643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2070671531163788643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/heartbreaking-news.html' title='Heartbreaking news'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3347248479545621673</id><published>2009-01-21T12:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:06:15.602+03:00</updated><title type='text'>صحيت من النوم فجأة</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: -1;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a&gt;Forwarded &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#a50e12;"&gt;لا تقف كثيرا عند أخطاء ماضيك .. لأنها ستحيل حاضرك جحيما ومستقبلك حطاما .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#a50e12;"&gt;.... يكفيك منها وقفة اعتبار تعطيك دفعة جديدة في طريق الحق والصواب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff55aa;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff55aa;"&gt;******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;صحيت من النوم فجأة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;شفت نور غريب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;المشكلة أن نور الغرفة مسكر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شفت الساعة على 3 ونص الفجر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;طيب .. النور هذا كله من وين ؟؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:green;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;تفاجأت لما شفت يدي نصها بالجدار&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;طلعتها بسرعة وانا خايف جلست اشوفها&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;دخلتها مره ثانيه بالجدار .. تدخل&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;----&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;سمعت صوت ضحك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;جلست التفت لقيت اخوي نايم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;قمت من السرير وانا خايف رحت اصحيه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;بس ما يرد علي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;رحت لغرفة أمي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;أحاول أصحي أبوي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;أبغى أحد يرد علي ماردو&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;رحت لأمي أحاول اصحيها فجأة قامت من النوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;هي قامت من النوم بس ماكلمتني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;كانت تسمي ' بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم ' وتكررها&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;قومت ابوي من النوم قالت له قوم قوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;ابغى اروح اتطمن على الأولاد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;أبوي جاوبها باستغراب ' مو وقته الحين خليني انام وبكرهـ يصير خير&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;لكن باصرارها قام من النوم مستغرب وراحو سوى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;جلست أصرخ أمييي أبوييي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;بس محد يرد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;مسكت ثيابها ابغاها تسمعني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;بس ماحست&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;جلست امشي وراها لحد ما وصلت غرفة النوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;دخلو غرفة النوم وشغلو اللمبات&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;ماكانت تفرق معاي لأن الدنيا منوره أصلا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;بسسس تفاجأت لما شفت شي غرييييييب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;شفت جسمي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;أيوه جسمي انا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;جلست أطالع في نفسي لقيتني صرت اثنين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;قلت في نفسي مين هذا ؟ وكيف هذا يشبهني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;جلست أضرب في نفسي أبغى أصحى من هذا الحلم الكئيييب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;لكن ما صحيييت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;أبوي قال ' يالله شفتي انهم نايمين خلينا نمشي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;لكن أمي ما هديت راحت عند اللي كان نايم مكاني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;قالت محمد قووم محمد قووم رد علي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;بس ما يرد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;حاولت أكثر من مرره وفجأة بدأت دمووع أبي تتساقط&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;أبي القوي الذي لم أرى في حياتي دموعه رأيتها اليوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;بدأ الصراخ يعلو المكان .. صحى أخي من النوم قال ' ايش صاير&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;color:purple;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;أمي قالت له وهي تصرخ ' أخووك ماات محمد ماات ' وهي تبكي بحرقة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;ازداد الصراخ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;رحت لأمي قلتلها لا تبكي أنا هنا شوفيني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;مافي احد بيرد علي ليييه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;جلست أصرخ أنا موجووود شوفووو&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;بس مافي حد بيرررد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;جلست أصرخ يااااارب يااااااارب يخلص الحلم اللي انا فييه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;سمعت صوت يأتي من بعيد وكان يعلو شيء فشيء&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;حتى سمعت قوله تعالى&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : ((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;لقد كنت في غفلة من هذا فكشفنا عنك غطاءك فبصرك اليوم حديد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;لَقَدْ كُنتَ فِي غَفْلَةٍ مِّنْ هَذَا فَكَشَفْنَا عَنكَ غِطَاءكَ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;فجأة في اثنين مسكوني بس هما مش من البشر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;خفت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;جلست أصرخ أتركووني أتركووني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;أنتو مييين ؟؟ وايش تبغو ؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قالو : ' أحنا حراسك لحد القبر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;----&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;قلت أنا مامت أنا حي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;لييه تودوني القبر أتركووني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;أنا أحس و أتكلم و أشوف لسى ما مت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;ردو علي بابتسامه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قالو ' عجيب أمركم يالبشر تظنون أن الموت نهاية الحياة ولا تدرون أن ماكنتم تعيشون فيه هو حلم قصير ينتهي عندما تموتون&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;مازالو يسحبون فيني لحد القبر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;واحنا بالطريق شفت ناس بتبكي وناس بتضحك و ناس بتصرخ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;وكل واحد معاه اثنين زيي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;سألتهم ليييه يسوو كيذا ؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قالو ' الناس هذول عارفين مصيرهم منهم من كان على ضلال&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قاطعتهم وانا خائف ' يعني بيروحو النار&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قالو ' نـعـم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;وأكملو حديثهم ' واللي يضحك هذا رايح الجنة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;رديت بسرعة ' وأنا رايح فيين ؟؟؟؟؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;قالو ' أنت كنت شويه تمشي صح و شويه تمشي خطأ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شويه تتوب وترجع اليوم الثاني تعصي وماكنت واضح مع نفسك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;وهتضل كيذا تايه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;قاطعتهم و أنا خائف ' يعني اييييييييش يعني انا برووح الناار&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;ردو علي ' رحمة الله واسعة و الرحلة طويلة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;التفت وأنا خايف شفت أهلي أبوي عمي أخواني أقاربي كلهم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;كانو حاملييني بصندوق رحت لهم ركض قلتلهم ' ادعو لي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;لكن مافي حد رد علي منهم من كان يبكي ومنهم من كان حزيين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;رحت لأخوي قلت له انتبه من الدنيا وفتنها لاتغريييك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;كنت أتمنى لو أنه يسمعني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شدوني الملكيين لقبري ونوموني فوق الجسد حقي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شفت ابوي وهو يرمي التراب فوقي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شفت اخواني وهما يرمو التراب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;شفت الناس كلها ترمي التراب فوقي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;----&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;تمنيت لو اني مكانهم في الدنيا كان تبت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;كان صليت الفجر أمس&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;كان دعييت ربي كل يوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;كان جددت توبتي كل يوم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;كان بطلت معااصي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"  style="font-size:36;"&gt;جلست اصرخ ' يااانااااس انتبهووو تغرركم الدنيا&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;تمنييت لو حد يسمعني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-SA" dir="rtl"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:36;"&gt;فهل سمعتني أنت ؟ ؟ ؟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:36;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3347248479545621673?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3347248479545621673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8102923252399949337</id><published>2009-01-21T07:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:12:30.300+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar rush</title><content type='html'>Last week when I was sugar-craving (cuz u know what was coming along :p)&lt;br&gt;I shoved 2-3 cupcakes from Goodies into my mouth like I was coming out  &lt;br&gt;of a hunger strike!!&lt;br&gt;But since I live with other people I had to be considerate to them so  &lt;br&gt;I had to leave a few and keep my cravings at bay. It was sooo  &lt;br&gt;dissapointing when they finished! Then because my cravings got worse I  &lt;br&gt;HAD to make my own cupcakes!! But due to the fact I had and still have  &lt;br&gt;finals I had to wait, then when I finally made the cake the craving  &lt;br&gt;was gone and you know what came, now I can&amp;#39;t look at a cake or  &lt;br&gt;chocolate without having guilt claw itself at me :p&lt;br&gt;Though I should point out that this is the first time this EVER  &lt;br&gt;happened to me. I was very much suprised! Plus the mood swings, boy oh  &lt;br&gt;boy, they are weird! I hadn&amp;#39;t felt so odd in my life!&lt;br&gt;Giggle!&lt;br&gt;The Sugar-crave is over,scale-phobia is in!!&lt;br&gt;Signed,&lt;br&gt;The.Insomniac&lt;br&gt;P.S pray for me everyone,final lab metabolism 2 awaits me at 11 am  &lt;br&gt;today and I have been tossing and turning all night, jittery for some  &lt;br&gt;unknown reason!! I need to get a full mark in it!! Ya rab!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8102923252399949337?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8102923252399949337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8102923252399949337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8102923252399949337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8102923252399949337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/sugar-rush.html' title='Sugar rush'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8926199504887896704</id><published>2009-01-21T06:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:50:00.565+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbling chocolate fudge. </title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m entertaining the thought of chocolate honey cigars. It&amp;#39;d be very  &lt;br&gt;interesting and not to mention yummy too! And they wouldn&amp;#39;t be bad for  &lt;br&gt;my health either, they&amp;#39;d be smoke (tobacco) free and edible!&lt;br&gt;They&amp;#39;d fulfill my desire to be outrageous and witty.&lt;br&gt;Oh and Thank you anonymous, your comments are heartwarming and very  &lt;br&gt;much appreciated. I&amp;#39;m glad you liked my writing.&lt;br&gt;(gracefully curtsying)&lt;br&gt;May the peace and blessings of Allah be upon all of you who have read  &lt;br&gt;my blog, commented and enjoyed my work.&lt;br&gt;I love you all.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8926199504887896704?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8926199504887896704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8926199504887896704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8926199504887896704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8926199504887896704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/bubbling-chocolate-fudge.html' title='Bubbling chocolate fudge. '/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6322289899732057645</id><published>2009-01-12T23:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:24:16.821+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Home. </title><content type='html'>I used to think that Falasteen is my country until I lived in Saudi  &lt;br&gt;Arabia.&lt;br&gt;As a child in America my family and I were very active in the islamic  &lt;br&gt;community, we&amp;#39;d attend conventions and concerts and sing songs about  &lt;br&gt;Palistine, I heard the song &amp;quot;raji3 3a bladi&amp;quot; more than once this week  &lt;br&gt;and I found out I already knew the lyrics by heart because it was a  &lt;br&gt;big part of my childhood the song simply says I&amp;#39;m going back to my  &lt;br&gt;country, the land of AlAqsa I&amp;#39;m going back home. And I truly beleived  &lt;br&gt;that home was Alquds.  Maybe it is in a way, its freedom will  &lt;br&gt;symbolize peace and unity between us.&lt;br&gt;All I know is that I am starting to remember this and I&amp;#39;m a bit  &lt;br&gt;homesick.&lt;br&gt;12 January 2009&lt;br&gt;10:10 pm&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6322289899732057645?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6322289899732057645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6322289899732057645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6322289899732057645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6322289899732057645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/home.html' title='Home. '/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8748538948820990580</id><published>2009-01-12T23:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:43:15.024+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh or cry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SWurY74yTZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aIHUQp3syTc/s1600-h/photo-795041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SWurY74yTZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aIHUQp3syTc/s320/photo-795041.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290510632157859218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sadly this is our reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8748538948820990580?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8748538948820990580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8748538948820990580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8748538948820990580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8748538948820990580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-or-cry_12.html' title='Sigh or cry!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/SWurY74yTZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aIHUQp3syTc/s72-c/photo-795041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6628634551304906666</id><published>2009-01-07T14:04:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:11:46.209+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Running in Her Head...</title><content type='html'>I look too innocent she said to her reflection&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream&lt;br /&gt;If I hack my long hair off&lt;br /&gt;Will I look like I’m mean?&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I’d give to wear a dress by Alexander McQueen&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is all a dream&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll wake up&lt;br /&gt;And this will be no more than a scene in a movie&lt;br /&gt;Where the boy tells the girl:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;And she replies&lt;br /&gt;I love you too&lt;br /&gt;Images of the life she could have imprint themselves in her mind&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she feels sad, they rewind&lt;br /&gt;The day will come she talked to her reflection once more&lt;br /&gt;When the world wont be cruel to me, it’ll be kind&lt;br /&gt;And the bruises I have wont hurt. No longer sore&lt;br /&gt;When that happens&lt;br /&gt;I won’t just laugh&lt;br /&gt;I’ll roar&lt;br /&gt;I may look innocent she said again&lt;br /&gt;But that’s just skin&lt;br /&gt;Underneath there’s more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:57 pm January 7, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6628634551304906666?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://islamzreviver.deviantart.com/art/Thoughts-Running-in-Her-Head-108698841' title='Thoughts Running in Her Head...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6628634551304906666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6628634551304906666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6628634551304906666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6628634551304906666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts-running-through-her-head.html' title='Thoughts Running in Her Head...'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2834947387934407226</id><published>2009-01-06T16:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:43:47.467+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me...</title><content type='html'>Slowly&lt;br /&gt;The pain in my heart subsided&lt;br /&gt;Then like a freight train it came back strong and loud&lt;br /&gt;Shocking me to the core&lt;br /&gt;One day I’m okay&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear a love song&lt;br /&gt;And I become sad and heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t been in love … yet&lt;br /&gt;But my mind makes it seem like the most amazing thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;I see the people around me who are married or on the way to&lt;br /&gt;They aren’t as happy as my mind pictures people in love should be&lt;br /&gt;So I start getting the pre-crying heart pains&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tiny&lt;br /&gt;So lonely&lt;br /&gt;So lost&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s because of the media that messed up my mind so?&lt;br /&gt;Beats me.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don’t think so!&lt;br /&gt;I sleep and all my dreams are so bad,&lt;br /&gt;I wake up thanking God for reality&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I dreamt one of the most bizarre dreams I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing made sense!&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a bad one, but it was truly messed up&lt;br /&gt;Made me want to cry&lt;br /&gt;Because it made me wish for prince charming so bad&lt;br /&gt;Where is he I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Why isn’t he here?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here writing this,&lt;br /&gt;When I could be dancing with him on my favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;I guess he’s on his way&lt;br /&gt;Probably got caught up by bandits.&lt;br /&gt;But he’s going to come&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure&lt;br /&gt;God is kind, He won’t let me stay sad any longer.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I love Him&lt;br /&gt;He’s my savior&lt;br /&gt;My solace when everyone leaves me and goes&lt;br /&gt;He’s the one that truly understands me&lt;br /&gt;So… I Love you Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;4-5-2008&lt;br /&gt;9:24 pm&lt;br /&gt;On my bed. Wondering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still wondering 6-Jan-09 1:23 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2834947387934407226?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2834947387934407226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2834947387934407226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2834947387934407226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2834947387934407226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/me_06.html' title='Me...'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7050761884468806658</id><published>2009-01-06T16:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:38:48.823+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bubble Burst</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought that if I was super good, super sweet, super kind… I’d get married. I’d get my prince charming. Apparently I was wrong on two things. A) it doesn’t make a difference and its not magic! B) there ain’t no prince charming. Regardless. I still want to get married. Because, I believe even though marriage is full of responsibilities, it has some fun too. I mean we don’t have boyfriend girlfriend relations in Islam, but we do have movies, music, books and TV shows from all around the world showing us the –yes glossed and unrealistic but still tempting- relationships, the happiness the sadness, the happily-ever-after(s) and what am I supposed to do about it? What can I do about it? Simply absolutely nothing. All I can do is sit and dream and keep wishing that I might get a slice of that reality. Feminists and the women of my family, would kill me if they heard this. They’d say that there is much more to life that getting a guy, that they aren’t worth the effort and you’ll get that headache one day so why ask for it now? Well because I am tired of waiting I am tired of sitting around while I know that my friends and people around me are getting a piece of the cake, yes it’s wrong and forbidden in Islam –the whole dating thing- and Allah doesn’t allow it and it grants sins, breaks hearts and so on and so forth, but I want it the right way, I want it with the guy I marry, I don’t want him to be serious except about certain things like: monogamy ((me and only me playa !!)) and respect, other than that, I want us to be goofy and silly together, I want us to go bungee jumping and sky diving, try extreme sports and extreme fun and adventure, at the same time he’d enjoy sitting beside me in our quiet living room just listening to the world pass us by. But basically I want him to have fun with me. Yeah I want him to have fun with his friends and be social, but still I don’t want a guy that would be bored by me or get nervy and jumpy if he’s not out with the guys. I hate how I sound.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I’ve been having depression attacks… suddenly my heart feels like theres this giant hand squishing it… it really hurts and I feel like I just want to curl up under my sheets and cry my eyes out. But I don’t for many reasons, mainly because I want to end this feeling, I don’t want to hang my hopes on some unknown future, and I don’t want to rely on a person to make me happy because I for one know, that people are the biggest disappointment in life. You can only rely on yourself to make you happy, because otherwise, your hopes – most probably, almost all the time- get crushed like an ant, right after they are belittled and made fun of.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the whole -I don’t have a guy- that’s bothering me, it’s everything. The list of things that hurt and anger me is really long. But there are certain things that are in bold and highlighted, while others are just on the list and wouldn’t bother me if they were on their own, but they get stacked up, those little things, and in they wind along with the big issues make me explode and shatter into so many pieces, I think I lost some when I put myself back together so maybe that’s why I feel hurt, there are so many gaps that need filling, so many pieces of me that are missing, all the scars and wounds that are barely healing get picked at constantly, never to truly recover and match the rest of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:32 pm 11-3-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually this is how I feel almost everyday 4:36 pm 6-Jan-09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7050761884468806658?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7050761884468806658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7050761884468806658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7050761884468806658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7050761884468806658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bubble-burst.html' title='My Bubble Burst'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-748947308080377917</id><published>2009-01-06T15:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:12:17.321+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>Sigh&lt;br&gt;I am extremely bothered at the moment&lt;br&gt;Reading &amp;quot;she said u were ok, not photogenic&amp;quot; is irrevecobly  &lt;br&gt;disconcerting cuz I know I&amp;#39;m not, I&amp;#39;m videogenic but it just hit a  &lt;br&gt;nerve, it&amp;#39;s like saying you&amp;#39;re not beautiful. That ur beauty is not  &lt;br&gt;good enough to be captured on camera!!&lt;br&gt;Maybe I&amp;#39;m reading too much into this maybe I&amp;#39;m not.&lt;br&gt;I like how I look I honestly do,&lt;br&gt;But this world is only nice to the dropdead gorgeous (boys and girls)  &lt;br&gt;people.&lt;br&gt;I mean I&amp;#39;ve seen really ugly (no offense) people being treated kindly  &lt;br&gt;as in sympathy but for the normal looking people who&amp;#39;s personalities  &lt;br&gt;are AMAZING  they&amp;#39;re overlooked.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not claiming to be unsuperficial, I am. (I like good looking  &lt;br&gt;people especially actors/actresses)&lt;p&gt;But I am normal looking that&amp;#39;s how God created me.&lt;br&gt;I know I&amp;#39;m smart and funny and cute.&lt;br&gt;But if I don&amp;#39;t open my mouth and talk you wouldn&amp;#39;t look twice at me,  &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m loud and i laugh without inhibitions and i skip  on public and  &lt;br&gt;express myself with pureness of heart.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t mind talking in public or laughing or vein overjoyed that my  &lt;br&gt;happiness effects everyoe around me.&lt;br&gt;I am me, and until my prince charming  (the one who&amp;#39;ll appreciate,  &lt;br&gt;respect, love and understand me) comes I&amp;#39;m not bending over or  &lt;br&gt;changing for anybody.&lt;p&gt;I know no one asked me to, but I&amp;#39;m&lt;br&gt;Not waiting for anyone to do so.&lt;p&gt;Sigh&lt;br&gt;Seriously hungry but fasting, I think it&amp;#39;s 3ashoura.&lt;p&gt;Peace out.&lt;br&gt;January 6 2008&lt;br&gt;3:26 pm&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-748947308080377917?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/748947308080377917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=748947308080377917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/748947308080377917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/748947308080377917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6081127550906978755</id><published>2009-01-04T01:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:02:10.255+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>I have known for a while that my vice is that I am an extreemly  &lt;br&gt;impatient person.&lt;br&gt;Seriously it&amp;#39;s a really bad thing&lt;br&gt;Because u know when they say good things come to those who wait&lt;br&gt;But waiting is HARD excruciatingly  so!!&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s like someone saying I&amp;#39;m going to give you a new laptop with all  &lt;br&gt;the specs you&amp;#39;ve been dreaming of but not tell u when, just soon. And  &lt;br&gt;even though it&amp;#39;ll probably in the next week u can&amp;#39;t wait. Ur jittery  &lt;br&gt;and buzzy and can&amp;#39;t think straight.&lt;br&gt;U may end up wishing it were a surprise. All the suspense is killing u.&lt;br&gt;Well what if the thing ur waiting for is a million times BETTER than a  &lt;br&gt;laptop? What then? I bet yu couldn&amp;#39;t sit still or even produce a  &lt;br&gt;coherent thought for the whole &amp;quot;waiting&amp;quot; period.&lt;br&gt;Sigh.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to go pray now.&lt;br&gt;And whoever reads this, pray for me.&lt;br&gt;Ps I have a metabolism test I HAVE to ace or I&amp;#39;ll lose my mind. So  &lt;br&gt;pray for me please.&lt;p&gt;Love&lt;br&gt;The jittery shimmery jitter bug.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6081127550906978755?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6081127550906978755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6081127550906978755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6081127550906978755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6081127550906978755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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blue&lt;br&gt;I feel like crying&lt;br&gt;I feel like dying&lt;br&gt;I feel like splitting in two&lt;br&gt;Maybe I&amp;#39;ll go smoke the brazilllian coffee blend&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t think it&amp;#39;ll change anything&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not on the mend&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m on the corner bend&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t smoke I just pretend&lt;br&gt;Yes, that&amp;#39;s a fake cigar in my hand&lt;br&gt;I made of in art class when the teacher left&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;cause someone put red ink on her chair&lt;br&gt;I won&amp;#39;t tell who, I swear&lt;br&gt;So it gave me time to make this fine Cuban&lt;br&gt;With pencil shavings rolled in construction paper in the perfect shade  &lt;br&gt;of brown&lt;br&gt;Then I sat here on the edge of town&lt;br&gt;Oh for God&amp;#39;s sake wipe off that frown&lt;br&gt;I haven&amp;#39;t done anything wrong&lt;br&gt;So quit looking like a clown&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m fullfiling a dark desire&lt;br&gt;To speak French and smoke like there is no tomorrow&lt;br&gt;Not care about the world&lt;br&gt;Forget my sorrows&lt;br&gt;So it all comes down to this&lt;br&gt;I want to not care&lt;br&gt;Maybe then I&amp;#39;ll acheive bliss?&lt;br&gt;Then will it not hurt anymore?&lt;br&gt;I have no clue&lt;br&gt;But I&amp;#39;m sure Jean Peirre* would know.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;*jean peirre is just a French name I used instead of saying I&amp;#39;m sure  &lt;br&gt;the french would know.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7478996102203585677?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7478996102203585677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7478996102203585677&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='text'>Lalalalalala</title><content type='html'>Lalalalalala&lt;br&gt;That&amp;#39;s what I feel like today&lt;br&gt;Lalalalalala&lt;br&gt;I feel like a helium ballon high and floaty&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6548839980932396592?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6548839980932396592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6548839980932396592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6548839980932396592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the vital  &lt;br&gt;ones mainly Twilight and the version sucked so bad I am watching it on  &lt;br&gt;YouTube so on the quality side it&amp;#39;s great but on the slow side it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;horrible!!&lt;br&gt;Whoever has a food copy or is coin to buy the orginal DVD, my birthday  &lt;br&gt;is in April but I accept gifts all the time!&lt;br&gt;I am DYING to see it properly!&lt;br&gt;This is too hard :(&lt;p&gt;Peace out!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-9211211626791358786?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/9211211626791358786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=9211211626791358786&amp;isPopup=true' 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crap!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Crap crap crap!!!!!&lt;br&gt;I just overslept and missed my class!!!!&lt;br&gt;It is so annoying because 2 or 3 of my absences are because I was 10  &lt;br&gt;minutes late and the teacher wouldn&amp;#39;t let me in!!!!&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know how many abscences I have accumulated, and I&amp;#39;m worries  &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ll be banned from the final exam!! And have to redo the subject  &lt;br&gt;( please ya Allah no!!)&lt;br&gt;Sigh, now I&amp;#39;m debating whether or not attend the nutrition class it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;from 10-11 and then I&amp;#39;m fre for the day,&lt;br&gt;Is it worth going to?&lt;br&gt;I mean should I go back to sleep and call it a day?&lt;br&gt;No lo se!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4977837747518175751?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4977837747518175751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4977837747518175751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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can surpress the need no longer&lt;br&gt;The need to dream and wish&lt;br&gt;To let my mind wander&lt;br&gt;And Bring the fairy tale to life&lt;br&gt;My fairy tale&lt;br&gt;For every person has their own&lt;br&gt;It is freedom to roam the world&lt;br&gt;And conjure the most delicious of images&lt;br&gt;To not so much create as to see what is always there&lt;br&gt;Waiting to be seen and felt&lt;br&gt;I have wasted my last year in confining myself to reality&lt;br&gt;To the words of dissapointment that linger in the air I breathe&lt;br&gt;But now I know, reality was made by those who chose not to imagine&lt;br&gt;Not to beleive they had infinite possibilities&lt;br&gt;And that the The All-Mighty Himself can and will give them what they  &lt;br&gt;want&lt;br&gt;All they needed to do was beleive&lt;br&gt;Beleive that there is goodness and purity in the world&lt;br&gt;That honesty and love exist&lt;br&gt;And that life is what we make it&lt;br&gt;But they refused&lt;br&gt;Even though in their heart where no one except The One could see, they  &lt;br&gt;knew it to be true&lt;br&gt;They rejected the thought and set out to make the world a boring and  &lt;br&gt;lifeless place&lt;br&gt;Working hard to rob it from its color and beauty&lt;br&gt;Putting all effort to silence the laughter&lt;br&gt;The music of love and kindness&lt;br&gt;But I shall not succumb&lt;br&gt;I have been reminded by the fairies&lt;br&gt;The ones who add magic to all things&lt;br&gt;The twinkle in a persons smiling eyes&lt;br&gt;The mischivous bubble of joy on the lips of a child&lt;br&gt;The fairies, the product of a beautiful imagination are as real as the  &lt;br&gt;imagination itself&lt;br&gt;The minute we allow ourselves to give up dreaming and wanting the wish  &lt;br&gt;to come true&lt;br&gt;Is the minute we lose all hope of ever surviving in the world&lt;br&gt;So that is what I am doing once more&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m throwing myself at the mercy of my vivid imagination&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m giving my mind free reign in the world of possibilities&lt;br&gt;And I advise you all to do the same&lt;p&gt;December 23-2008&lt;br&gt;3:08 AM&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-841676178801080821?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/841676178801080821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=841676178801080821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/841676178801080821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/841676178801080821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/decision.html' title='The decision'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2455469807995596032</id><published>2008-12-22T19:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:07:28.644+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The list!</title><content type='html'>&amp;gt; My obsession for the sliver screen has no limits sadly&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; And I have written down the latest list of movies and tv shows I am  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; dying to see.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; So here it is :&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; •Movies:&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Changeling&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Twlight&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The love guru&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Role models&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Rockn&amp;#39; Rolla&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Shoot &amp;#39;em up&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Eagle eye&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Pride and glory&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The day the earth stood still&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Samantha: an American girl holiday&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The haunting of emily hartley&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The women&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Nights in rodanthe&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Under the Tuscan sun&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The princess bride&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The secret life of bees&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; High school musical 3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Wild child&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The house bunny&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; City of ember&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Freedom writers&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Max payne&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Quantum of solace&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Punisher: war zone&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Forever strong&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Transporter 3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Brideshead revisted&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Broken glass&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How to lose friends and alienate people&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Ghost town&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Forgetting sara Marshall&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Hamlet 2&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; In Bruges&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Miss pettigrew lives for a day&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The dutchess&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; P.S. I love you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Love story&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; City of ember&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Penelope&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The nightmare before Christmas&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Step brothers&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Dreamer&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Bolt&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Charlotte&amp;#39;s web&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Four Christmases&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Fred claus&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Beverly hills chiuhahua&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The curious case of Benjamin button&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The boy in the stripped pyjamas&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Luck of the irish&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Madagascar 3&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Igor&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Across the universe&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How to lose a guy in 10 days&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; •Tv Shows:&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; NCIS (6seasons)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Numb3rs (4seasons)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Brainiac&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; The latest buzz&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Mind your language ( British comedy)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Kyle XY&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Top gear ( last 3 seasons)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Samantha who? (season 1-3)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Related (season 1-3 )&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; What I like about you&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; House M.D (season 1-5)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Private practice (season 1-5)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Greys anatomy (season 1-5)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; How I met your mother (season 1-5)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Are you being served (British comedy)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Yes, Minister ( British comedy)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; That 70&amp;#39;s show&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Freddie&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2455469807995596032?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2455469807995596032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;br&gt;house left and now that one&amp;#39;s gone bust.&lt;br&gt;Honestly at the moment I hate technology because it made a so  &lt;br&gt;dependent on it we can&amp;#39;t function without it no more!!!&lt;br&gt;Like this iPod I&amp;#39;m writing from, it&amp;#39;s my lifeline, cuz if I didn&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;have it I wouldve screamed until the paint peeled off the walls. It&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;my venting device.&lt;br&gt;A few years back I had started writing officially and me and my laptop  &lt;br&gt;were glued to each other, then it HAD to get milk spilled in it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;keyboard, and it&amp;#39;s power supply HAD to break, and it stayed unused for  &lt;br&gt;six months and it&amp;#39;s like I lost a vital organ, now I&amp;#39;m working on  &lt;br&gt;fixing it, 700 riyals worth repairs. I thought if I didn&amp;#39;t have a  &lt;br&gt;laptop or a PC for a while dad would notice and get me a new one, but  &lt;br&gt;it didn&amp;#39;t work, I didn&amp;#39;t want to buy a new one by myself cuz A-it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;too expensive B-the laptop I want is top of the line with 4 GB ram  &lt;br&gt;300GB hard disk 2.5ghz and it&amp;#39;s either All fuscia or All screaming  &lt;br&gt;yellow!!!( it costs 8500 riyals) it&amp;#39;s a Hypersonic&lt;br&gt;Besides I found out that it&amp;#39;s best to get expensive  gadgets as gifts,  &lt;br&gt;they give them more value and meaning plus they live longer.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m still in a crappy mood,&lt;br&gt;I want to watch greys anatomy and sleep without HAVING to wake up.&lt;p&gt;I wish I didn&amp;#39;t grow up and be this person, I don like her, she&amp;#39;s not  &lt;br&gt;funny and fuzzy and confident.&lt;p&gt;I blame one person for part of my misery, she hurts me with her jokes  &lt;br&gt;about me, she keeps going on and on about how I&amp;#39;m not good enough how  &lt;br&gt;I should be better how I don&amp;#39;t know how to dress or that I have no  &lt;br&gt;taste,&lt;br&gt;On and on&lt;br&gt;repeatedly sayings words that she may see as constructive critisism  &lt;br&gt;but I see as mean jealous ignorant and hurtful.&lt;br&gt;At this moment of time I truly hate her, everyone tells me to ignore  &lt;br&gt;her and that she&amp;#39;s that way with everyone but I can&amp;#39;t anymore, then  &lt;br&gt;she wonders why I don&amp;#39;t visit and call a lot, all she knows how to do  &lt;br&gt;is 3etab. And she is such a sucker for the boys in my family, she sees  &lt;br&gt;them as perfect creations whereas we - the girls- are the screwups. I  &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t stand her anymore.&lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#39;ve decided,&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to be me again,&lt;br&gt;The girl who falls asleep on the couch and wears comfy cute clothes  &lt;br&gt;and does her hair however it decides to be that day, gone is the me  &lt;br&gt;that has been here for the past year, adi&amp;#243;s.&lt;br&gt;Though on the morals side I&amp;#39;ll hold on to the good things I&amp;#39;ve aquired  &lt;br&gt;like respecting my parents and doing great in school.&lt;br&gt;Other that that I will not allow people to feed off my emotions and  &lt;br&gt;feelings  anymore.&lt;p&gt;Signed,&lt;br&gt;A pretty blue girl.&lt;br&gt;December sixteen twothousandandeight eleven fortyone pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5333650455363917279?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5333650455363917279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5333650455363917279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5333650455363917279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5333650455363917279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/crash.html' title='&quot;CRASH!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8371596548806928539</id><published>2008-12-16T13:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:28:17.241+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Score?!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I haven&amp;#39;t exactly checked if my answers on the test are correct,  &lt;br&gt;I am going to in a second but I want to say this first: I studied  &lt;br&gt;well, I feel good about my answers and I am happy.&lt;br&gt;Now I&amp;#39;m going to open the book and let the chips fall where they fall.&lt;br&gt;1:08pm 16 December 2008&lt;br&gt;On my way home from school.&lt;p&gt;Drumroll please..........&lt;p&gt;Eeeeeeeeeeek!!! I did Great&lt;br&gt;Ma Sha Allah!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;I kicked the tests butt!!!&lt;br&gt;Hahahahahahah&lt;br&gt;Al7amdulilah!!!&lt;p&gt;Too bad I&amp;#39;m in the car I wana do my victory dance!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like laughing at the top of my lungs!!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yyyyyyaaaaaaaayyyyyy!!!&lt;p&gt;1:11pm  december 16 2008&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8371596548806928539?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8371596548806928539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8371596548806928539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8371596548806928539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8371596548806928539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/score.html' title='Score?!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-9011672631389727826</id><published>2008-12-15T20:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:40:16.661+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reporting for duty, sir!</title><content type='html'>Reporting for duty, sir!&lt;br&gt;Yeah right!!   :p&lt;br&gt;Sitting in the nutrition lab, wearing a mask because there&amp;#39;s toxic  &lt;br&gt;sulfuric gas in the gas chamber on the heater I ask myself : why on  &lt;br&gt;earth am I studying biochemistry??&lt;br&gt;Then I remember &amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m going to save the world&amp;#39; and that question is  &lt;br&gt;eliminated!&lt;br&gt;But I have come to a desicion Never will I ever teach at this  &lt;br&gt;university!! I&amp;#39;d feather die literally, not for any reason besides the  &lt;br&gt;fact that this place is stuffed with toxic energy and negative vibes  &lt;br&gt;if you&amp;#39;re in the classes, but if u r like some who love this sordid  &lt;br&gt;place and hang out after hours ordering take out from mcdonalds or  &lt;br&gt;pizza hut, you should seriously think of going to a shrink or just get  &lt;br&gt;your head examined!!&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t mean to be offensive but honeslty this place isnt like school  &lt;br&gt;where the mood is cheery and you&amp;#39;re young and careless, it&amp;#39;s the real  &lt;br&gt;deal apparently and it doesn&amp;#39;t give out that vibe, it&amp;#39;s against  &lt;br&gt;everything I stand for, the optimists who&amp;#39;re reading this will  &lt;br&gt;probably say : why don&amp;#39;t u do something about it then instead of being  &lt;br&gt;a whine? Well my answer is I don&amp;#39;t have the energy nor the heart to  &lt;br&gt;work Alll that much for a hopeless cause and have my efforts  &lt;br&gt;squandered on people who won&amp;#39;t apprecciate it. That&amp;#39;s why I wanted to  &lt;br&gt;go abroad, there I know I&amp;#39;ll find competetion but also a place to fit  &lt;br&gt;in and find myself loving what I&amp;#39;m doing and learning, here it&amp;#39;s a  &lt;br&gt;chore, and the minute anything becomes a chore it loses any kind of  &lt;br&gt;lure to me.&lt;br&gt;The sulfuric acid gas is like a slippery shady evil mastermind slowly  &lt;br&gt;slithering his way through my nostrils and sinking his fangs into my  &lt;br&gt;throat whilst continuing his course to my lungs, the moment he hits my  &lt;br&gt;lungs I start a series of coughs that&amp;#39;d put a new smoker to shame.  &lt;br&gt;Then I step back and let another member of my group hold the rounded  &lt;br&gt;bottom flask which is on the heater and sit on the bench and write this.&lt;p&gt;December 15 2008 1:21pm&lt;br&gt;Haven&amp;#39;t prayed dhuhur yet!!&lt;p&gt;I did right after I finished writing this at 1:38 pm&lt;p&gt;We got the results for the sample, but the blank turned out wrong so  &lt;br&gt;we have to wait until Wednesday for them.&lt;br&gt;8:37pm&lt;p&gt;Attrgh gtg pray Isha and study my metabolism 2 midterm, I Adore the  &lt;br&gt;subject but dread the effort.&lt;p&gt;Lazy daisy&lt;br&gt;Yep, that&amp;#39;s me!!&lt;br&gt;8:48 pm!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-9011672631389727826?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/9011672631389727826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=9011672631389727826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/9011672631389727826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/9011672631389727826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/reporting-for-duty-sir.html' title='Reporting for duty, sir!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1099326665192665514</id><published>2008-12-14T23:23:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:23:37.558+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely jubly. </title><content type='html'>If I suffered from an addiction it&amp;#39;d be from two things:&lt;br&gt;Im adiccted to books and sleep&lt;p&gt;In 2nd place&lt;br&gt;Salty snacks and any form if telivision (tv or movies I mean)&lt;br&gt;December 14 2008 10:30 pm&lt;p&gt;Though I have warned my parents of the negativity and addictive pull  &lt;br&gt;television has on me, it still remains in our living room, they say I  &lt;br&gt;should have more self restraint, but Hello! I know I&amp;#39;m weak against  &lt;br&gt;the silver screen, especially when it&amp;#39;s comedy, romantic comedy , a  &lt;br&gt;hospital drama or my favorite teen show Teen Buzz : a show about teens  &lt;br&gt;who work in a magazine?! Music to my ears!! plus it reminds me of how  &lt;br&gt;much I want to be them!!!!! Aaaargh why did I Have to grow up?  &lt;br&gt;wouldn&amp;#39;t it have been awesome if I worked in a same place like that?  &lt;br&gt;Being a grown up sucks in the worst way!!!!!&lt;br&gt;Ma Sha Allah I am a really good writer.&lt;p&gt;Signed,&lt;br&gt;A lady who&amp;#39;s buzzing&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1099326665192665514?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1099326665192665514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1099326665192665514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1099326665192665514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1099326665192665514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/lovely-jubly.html' title='Lovely jubly. '/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4422938515469806095</id><published>2008-12-12T23:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:46:04.499+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating </title><content type='html'>I realized today that some people need a good bitch slap in order to  &lt;br&gt;wake up and back off, subtlety doesn&amp;#39;t work anymore!! People need a  &lt;br&gt;train to run them over in order to realize they&amp;#39;ve made a mistake!!  &lt;br&gt;And even then they don&amp;#39;t apologize!!!&lt;br&gt;Sigh, I hate a few people, less than 5 that is, and my dad ain&amp;#39;t one  &lt;br&gt;of &amp;#39;em !&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Signed,&lt;br&gt;The Insomniac&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4422938515469806095?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4422938515469806095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4422938515469806095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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person&lt;br&gt;Thought I was over it&lt;br&gt;But still am!&lt;br&gt;That person isn&amp;#39;t worth it&lt;br&gt;So i&amp;#39;m letting it go&lt;br&gt;Forgiveness is a HUGE deal&lt;br&gt;I have no idea why people take it lightly&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A righteously AnGry human !!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1982711205553282760?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1982711205553282760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1982711205553282760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Breathing is hard&lt;br&gt;I can&amp;#39;t think&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m on the brink&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know if I can sink&lt;br&gt;Any lower&lt;br&gt;My heartbeat is getting slower&lt;br&gt;Is my life over?&lt;br&gt;Or is it the lack of something great?&lt;br&gt;I think my heart is full of hate and something sinister that makes is  &lt;br&gt;ache&lt;br&gt;I thought I had got over the past but apparently that isn&amp;#39;t true&lt;br&gt;Because recalling the memories still sears right through&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not sad anymore my tears are dried up&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m simply pissed off&lt;br&gt;Wait pissed off is too mild, I&amp;#39;m freakin livid&lt;br&gt;My posture is rigid&lt;br&gt;I am not timid&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to say what I f***ing want and act the way I please ((since  &lt;br&gt;I know how to say what I mean without being mean))&lt;br&gt;And if anyone has a problem with me&lt;br&gt;They can simply screw themselves in the worst way&lt;br&gt;I am who I am in whatever situation I&amp;#39;m put on&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not a liar nor a hypocrite&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ll either give my all or not give at all&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t half-ass&lt;br&gt;If I blew up in someones face, they did something to deserve it.&lt;br&gt;Whether consiously or not I don&amp;#39;t give a crap.&lt;br&gt;So watch your mouth about me&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not a chew toy&lt;br&gt;Nor am I a stabbing post&lt;br&gt;So quit backstabbing me I&amp;#39;m not a hobby&lt;br&gt;Besides, I got Allah on my side&lt;br&gt;He&amp;#39;ll protect me from the scum of the earth who have nothing better to  &lt;br&gt;do except bitch and moan about me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay! Now that I said all that&lt;br&gt;I feel free&lt;br&gt;And can breathe easily&lt;br&gt;My heart no longer hurts&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m like starbursts&lt;br&gt;Sweet and happy&lt;br&gt;Al7amdulila&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I confronted my problem and it apologized so I have forgiven  &lt;br&gt;and forgotten already.&lt;p&gt;Peace out&lt;br&gt;Have spagheti :p&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1493524479097094078?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1493524479097094078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1493524479097094078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1493524479097094078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1493524479097094078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/venting-is-theraputic.html' title='Venting is theraputic!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1251847364573456952</id><published>2008-12-07T10:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:21:43.170+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of 3arafah 1429 H</title><content type='html'>Day of 3arafah,&lt;br&gt;It feels weird I think I&amp;#39;m supposed to get up and do something but I  &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t I&amp;#39;m feeling lazy today! Waking up was an accomplishment, cuz if  &lt;br&gt;i wasn&amp;#39;t in desperate need for the &amp;quot;little girl&amp;#39;s room&amp;quot; i would&amp;#39;ve  &lt;br&gt;continued my deep sleep.&lt;p&gt;Today is forgiveness day, and tomorrow is eid aladha.&lt;br&gt;Apparently this Eid is the big one, but why is it that people here  &lt;br&gt;don&amp;#39;t celebrate it like Eid alfitr? Pisses me off!&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#39;t beleive school is back on next week! That totally sucks! I  &lt;br&gt;have two midterms that I honestly don&amp;#39;t feel like studying at the  &lt;br&gt;moment.&lt;p&gt;Ooooooh sleep attack,&lt;br&gt;Gtg&lt;br&gt;Peace out.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1251847364573456952?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1251847364573456952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1251847364573456952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1251847364573456952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1251847364573456952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-of-3arafah-1429-h.html' title='Day of 3arafah 1429 H'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4622176194216678125</id><published>2008-12-06T13:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:42:09.320+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing. </title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s amazing how one word one gesture could change your whole day,  &lt;br&gt;flip it 180 degrees from you being elated to deflated and stomped on.  &lt;br&gt; From utter helplessness to strength beyond measure.&lt;br&gt;I honestly want to kick the&lt;br&gt;person who said &amp;quot;sticks and stones can break my bones but words can&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;hurt me&amp;quot; because words hurt worse than a blunt rusted knife to the  &lt;br&gt;heart.&lt;br&gt;Words slice me up they break my heart and ruin my concentration.&lt;br&gt;But some people are here to make me happy, they&amp;#39;re words lift me up to  &lt;br&gt;the highest height. I am grateful to them but first to the Most High  &lt;br&gt;that created them for me.&lt;br&gt;I love you people.&lt;br&gt;And I miss u 2.&lt;br&gt;May Allah never seperate us.&lt;br&gt;Peace out.&lt;br&gt;P.S. I do feel awesome, thank you.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4622176194216678125?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4622176194216678125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4622176194216678125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4622176194216678125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4622176194216678125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/breathing.html' title='Breathing. '/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4694340649033755878</id><published>2008-12-06T13:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:40:40.039+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart...</title><content type='html'>My heart...&lt;br&gt;It feels weird...&lt;br&gt;Something between pain and loss&lt;br&gt;I feel it being sqeezed slowly agonizingly&lt;br&gt;Every moment lengthening stretching, the hurt lingering, making me  &lt;br&gt;feel every drop it gave.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t understand this pain, is it pain? Or is it the fear of  &lt;br&gt;uncertainty? Of jumping off a skyscraper blindfolded without a  &lt;br&gt;parachute but with hope that someone would be at the bottom with a  &lt;br&gt;trampoline or a huge jumping castle that would catch me. That was all  &lt;br&gt;I had, hope.&lt;br&gt;Maybe it isn&amp;#39;t true, maybe it isn&amp;#39;t that bad? I won&amp;#39;t know until it  &lt;br&gt;happens, until I&amp;#39;m truly airborne and helpless, until that moment I  &lt;br&gt;hit the fabric of my lifebouy and am no longer lost in the sea of  &lt;br&gt;darkness.&lt;br&gt;I know Allah is with me and that truly is enough. I&amp;#39;m not just saying  &lt;br&gt;that. And I know He loves me and won&amp;#39;t hurt me, but life is a test and  &lt;br&gt;true happiness isn&amp;#39;t here in this life, it&amp;#39;s later in heaven, where  &lt;br&gt;free falling into nothingness wouldn&amp;#39;t even cross my mind&lt;br&gt;But I&amp;#39;m not there yet, I&amp;#39;m here in this world where certainty is a  &lt;br&gt;luxury that not everyone has.&lt;br&gt;So here I am, freefalling into the unknown with the only certainty I  &lt;br&gt;would ever need, Allah.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;ll take a while until my heart won&amp;#39;t stop hurting, because even if  &lt;br&gt;Allah is with me, I must go through this life , live and ace its tests.&lt;br&gt;Sigh&lt;br&gt;Luji&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4694340649033755878?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4694340649033755878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4694340649033755878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4694340649033755878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4694340649033755878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-heart.html' title='My heart...'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5822692818026901610</id><published>2008-12-02T13:27:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:33:16.276+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Important notes</title><content type='html'>Fistly,&lt;br /&gt;Huda if you are reading this pleeaaaaase email me ur number in Canada, i miss ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok  secondly:&lt;br /&gt;My friend and  I are working on a t-shirt line, Fun and witty.&lt;br /&gt;so if yo visitors have any ideas feel free to send 'em over, we'll make sure to link the idea to u :D&lt;br /&gt;And Finally,&lt;br /&gt;I am FINALLY going to launch a newspaper/magazine in sha Allah , and i need all the help i can get, ideas on what columns to put...etc. and most importantly : i need other writers and artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5822692818026901610?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5822692818026901610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5822692818026901610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5822692818026901610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5822692818026901610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/12/important-notes.html' title='Important notes'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2726659586463325307</id><published>2008-11-29T23:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:03:55.344+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me odio</title><content type='html'>¡estoy extremadamente enojado, vida soy horrible en el momento!&lt;br /&gt;¡Deseo gritar hacia fuera toda mi cólera entonces ahora base-salto de un edificio alto! preferabbly BinHimran on Tahlia street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh if you don't speak spanish go to &lt;a href="http://www.worldlingo.com/en/products_services/worldlingo_translator.html"&gt;http://www.worldlingo.com/en/products_services/worldlingo_translator.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May The Peace and Blessings of Allah be with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very Broken down IslamzReviver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2726659586463325307?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2726659586463325307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2726659586463325307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2726659586463325307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2726659586463325307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-odio.html' title='Me odio'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2469890153341899335</id><published>2008-11-26T23:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:13:22.681+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Song(s) I'm humming and singing to these days</title><content type='html'>They are all Pink's -go figure!- but the woman sure knows how to sing! ( Masha Allah)&lt;br /&gt;here's the first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who Knew by Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You took my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You showed me how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You promised me you'd be around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uh huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I believed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You said to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause they're all wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know better cause you said forever and ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember when we were such fools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so convinced and just too cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh no no no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could touch you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could still call you a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd give anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When someone said count your blessings now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Fore they're long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess I just didn't know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was all wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They knew better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still you said forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll keep you locked in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I won't forget you my friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Cause they're all wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That last kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll cherish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And time makes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You visit me in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;disclaimer:don't read to much into this, i just love the song!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2469890153341899335?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2469890153341899335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2469890153341899335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2469890153341899335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2469890153341899335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/11/songs-im-humming-and-singing-to-these.html' title='The Song(s) I&apos;m humming and singing to these days'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6669258382460871710</id><published>2008-10-26T15:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:21:35.206+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching</title><content type='html'>Gone to find myself…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know when I’m coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;Oh here’s a clue my self left me:  I hate the unknown, Trust me, it’s not as thrilling as it seems!&lt;br /&gt;Which, now as I think about it is true&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to make up my mind on certain things these days&lt;br /&gt;I already know that I want to open “ The Reviverettes and Revivers” Bookstore&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I want to write my novel and wrap it up&lt;br /&gt;But I know I don’t want to jump into the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tough being&lt;br /&gt;Just being&lt;br /&gt;And deciding&lt;br /&gt;Being the boss of your own life is tough&lt;br /&gt;Yes it’s WAY better than being a slave&lt;br /&gt;But then who’d you blame for a bad choice?&lt;br /&gt;Yourself? It sounds simpler that it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;I got to go and keep searching&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6669258382460871710?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6669258382460871710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6669258382460871710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6669258382460871710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6669258382460871710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/10/searching.html' title='Searching'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4660452615647771206</id><published>2008-10-04T15:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:25:34.417+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, Life and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	text-align:right; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	direction:rtl; 	unicode-bidi:embed; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0; 	mso-gutter-direction:rtl;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; text-indent: 36pt; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;Today was a great day since it involved books! Glorious wonderful books, I'm not even close to be done with book searching, but for today it was enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;I bought Muhajababes, I remembered someone –who I found out I really disliked after just a few encounters- told me about it. It intrigued me because I want to know what it was about. Though after I got all the 5 book-filled heavy bags to the apartment, I lost interest, mainly because I didn't feel like going into a book that was like the girls of Riyadh, one that would make me angry or trash-talk my people. After watching Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day on Paper view with my parents I was off to my bedroom and the books where piled on the floor and Muhajababes caught my eye. I held in my hands for a few moments flipping it over my mind going over what it would contain and the fact that it originally cost 29.99 dollars and I got it for 5.99 dollars from this great shop called (Dymlocks) which was having a cool sale – made me think of my own bookstore-slash-library which I intend to open in July 2010, then decided to give it a go, put in mind that it was almost 3 am and I wanted to wake up for Fajr, so I opened it of and randomly flipped through it, reading the titles flashing on the top of the pages, when I reached to the end I saw Epilogue, and decided to read that, going against my rule which was : "never read the ending of a book first"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;but tonight, or today was an exception, and I absolutely LOVED it! It was AWESOME!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;Giggle!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;First I read the last paragraph of the epilogue and it was fantastic, I am not joking or being exaggerative it was really insightful, made me see the other point of view. She was basically talking about AK (her abbreviation for Amr Khaled) and Moez Masoud (who she just plainly calls Moez) well she goes on about Moez here's her exact words : (&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;add them here&lt;/span&gt;) and it made me grin so wide I wanted to crack up, because at where I am in life now made what she wrote extremely comical, I feel the same way about what she wrote, maybe it'll wear off someday, but now what she said makes perfect sense. Are we trying as Muslims, leaders or just the people to make Islam cool? So that people would like it better? Accept it and stop considering it as the religion that creates terrorists? Which it totally isn't but that's not my point. My point is, are we bending the rules, Photoshop-ing the image to be closer to the world's comprehension? Yes, Islam is the religion of peace and is simple and is clear, but why is it that we need to decorate it, candy flavor it so that it's easier to swallow? It is already EASY TO SWALLOW! It doesn't need a spoonful of sugar to help it go down. It doesn't need artificial sweeteners or anything like that!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;I understand that AK and Moez want the world to be a better place in their own way, Moez with his American accent and Abercrombie and Fitch shirts and smart mouthed comments that always involve long words that need dictionaries or thesauruses to understand, and he does use "dogma" A LOT! I realized that after she said it. It's not a bad thing though; we all have words we say all the time! oh well back to what I was rambling about, I thought about her comments, tossed them around in my head and stood in front of a mirror inside my mind, seeing if they related to me in any way, and they did, which isn't a surprise since I did have Moez Masoud as a role model for me too, but then it wore off as I grew up and realized I was a different person. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;That was written while I was in Aussie 16/8/2008 5:44 am to be exact!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;To continue, I believe that role models aren't people we want to become, they are people we put as our standard for goodness and rightness, Moez Masoud is really my role model because I want to be able to do what he does, not come on TV, no I want to be able to say what I think and feel in a way that'll be understood and spread the message of Allah to reach everyone's hearts, I want to become calm, reassured and answer back without whiplashing my words by talking with the voice of reason.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;I am reaching there faster – in my opinion- than many of my peers basically because I believe in learning from mistakes, never tripping on the same step twice, I am growing, and soon I'll be as good as or even better than Moez but why am I comparing myself to him when I am a totally different person? So I believe I'll be the best me there is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;Back to Allegra's book, it was maybe the only book that ever opened my eyes to see how we, the youth of the Muslim and Arab world are perceived. She didn't get to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, but I'm pretty sure the picture is the same or at least a bit similar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;I haven't finished the book yet, though I'm more than halfway across is, I have to get interested again, that's me with books that aren't novels!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;May Allah's mercy and love be upon All of you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;With all my love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;IslamzReviver &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4660452615647771206?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4660452615647771206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4660452615647771206&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4660452615647771206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4660452615647771206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/10/books-life-and-me.html' title='Books, Life and me'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7285836468597961885</id><published>2008-09-04T16:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:27:15.062+03:00</updated><title type='text'>how science screwed up!</title><content type='html'>How science screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget for a moment all the stuff they taught us in school and hear me out to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Well don't forget all of it, bear with me, because I'm going to need some of the basic rules they told us.&lt;br /&gt;Ok here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The first law they teach us about hot and cold, is that heat rises and coolness sinks ( goes down basically) yet, get on a plane and fly, the weather gets colder, I know there is a logical explanation to this, but I don't have time for it. Secondly, they teach us that there are no barriers in the sky, or else planes would smash into said barriers, however, go to south Africa in the summer, and you'd find it winter-y, and you'd simply freeze your fingers off! There is and explanation to that too, but who cares?! Why teach us a rule when reality tells you otherwise?!&lt;br /&gt;I live in Jeddah, where in the summer; at least, people could literally die from humidity and heat. How is that possible?! Isn't heat supposed to rise and coldness sink?! Isn't it the concept that made freezers possible?! Why isn't Jeddah cold and wonderful? I know, there's and answer that starts with: the sun, but no matter, science and laws and physics screwed up. And that's all I've got to say.&lt;br /&gt;Good day!&lt;br /&gt;12:10 am&lt;br /&gt;4/9/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7285836468597961885?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7285836468597961885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7285836468597961885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7285836468597961885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7285836468597961885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-science-screwed-up.html' title='how science screwed up!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8801974426367879076</id><published>2008-08-28T08:30:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:36:55.530+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! al7amdulila</title><content type='html'>back on jeddah's soil, sent a wave of peace that washed over me.&lt;br /&gt;There's something about the best city in the world.&lt;br /&gt;it's comforting, calm (in a crazy way since there's nothing calm about jeddah or itz ppl! ), so many other beautiful adjectives, and most importantly HOME!&lt;br /&gt;it's the place where i would - after touring the world- settle in.&lt;br /&gt;i love Jeddah ( oh speaking of which, last night at the airport, i saw this AWESOME t-shirt, it was yellow and had (I Jeddah) in arabic, and i WANT IT!, could've asked the guy that was wearing it, but guessed that someone i know would know where i could get one!.&lt;br /&gt;Australia was AWESOME, 21 days there and i am truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;besides the fact that is 16.50 hours away, we had to change the plane 3 times, it was TOTALLY worth it!&lt;br /&gt;the weather there was AMAZING too, a bit too cold for my liking but great never the less, at night it dropped to 17 or 15 though add the wind chil factor and the fact that i live in jeddah i was freezing my fingers off!&lt;br /&gt;a week into the trip i still was freezing! i wore 6 shirts, a dress and a jacket on top of each other when we went to sydney cuz it is in the south which is even colder from surfers paradise,Gold coast where we stayed the first 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i regret not doing is bungy jumping.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i had.al7amdulila.i had a GREAT time&lt;br /&gt;What was interesting is that even though it was really cold for me, it didn't stop the guys of the great Oz from surfing shirtless and walking around barefoot. :wink:&lt;br /&gt;i felt retarded for wearing all the layers of the world, but i really was cold, comfort comes first in my book.&lt;br /&gt;i talked in arabic so much this trip, which was weird for me, but still interesting, cuz simply , i didn't want the rest of the world listening on to my convos wth my sibilings and parents, plus it was funny trying to guess what the people around us thougt we were saying and how we'd sound to their ears.&lt;br /&gt;plus i love the sound of my voice!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, seriously, i talked myself out this trip, i loved it!&lt;br /&gt;plus, on the plane from Dubai to here the cabin crew were spanish and i got to practise my favorite language :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... sigh, i'm tired,i'll finish this later&lt;br /&gt;p.s IT IS GREAT TO BE BACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8801974426367879076?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8801974426367879076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8801974426367879076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8801974426367879076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8801974426367879076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack-al7amdulila.html' title='I&apos;M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! al7amdulila'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5062138431027530890</id><published>2008-07-31T01:08:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:51:25.688+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What it is..</title><content type='html'>The truth is..&lt;br /&gt;I love my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom,&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad and nothing can change that ever.&lt;br /&gt;their love is like the flowing river, ongoing and giving.&lt;br /&gt;I beleive that today more than i ever did, i matured i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Our parents are human,&lt;br /&gt;though we do see them as superheroes that doesn't change the fact that they are not.&lt;br /&gt;they may make mistakes, they may hurt us, but never on purpose, never.&lt;br /&gt;why is it ok for us as their sons and daughters to make mistakes and make them forgive us, but it's not ok for them to make them too and we refuse to acknowledge their apoligies?&lt;br /&gt;I love my parents&lt;br /&gt;because they after Allah swt are the reason i am here in the world,&lt;br /&gt;if my mom was another mom, my dad another dad, i wouldn't be me, i'd be somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;they give us everything they have just for a smile and a nice word from us.&lt;br /&gt;they love us to death and worry about us until we're old and grey.&lt;br /&gt;we'll always be their kids, always be their reponsibilty no matter what age we become.&lt;br /&gt;but as kids we are naturally selfish, we think that if we don't get that bag of chips or that fancy car or those beautiful pair of boots the world will end and our parents have failed to prove their love and they no longer care.&lt;br /&gt;but that is not true, they do care, and to everything in the world there is a reason.&lt;br /&gt;they have their reasons that we don't need to know about.&lt;br /&gt;yes they may not have lived in the exact same situations w live in, but they were kids one day, and they did have contradictive feelings, they know what we're going through even if the events didn't exactly match, they did have peer pressure, they did have parents who didn't let them do things, they had friends who could, they had bullies, they had the same darn issues we have, just with a different mask.&lt;br /&gt;we keep pushing our parents' buttons until they burst and explode, then we go and whine about how our parents are always angry, always say no and aren't cool like whatshisface's parents&lt;br /&gt;but whatshisface's parents also have rules, they're simply DIFFERENT some things we may be allowed to do, he isn't and the things he's allowed to do we aren't!&lt;br /&gt;it is completely INSANE to compare ourselves with other people's situations, bcause we aren't created alike!!&lt;br /&gt;we are all DIFFERENT with different hopes different dreams and goals.&lt;br /&gt;it's like comparing grapes with zuccini one's a fruit and the other is a vegetable, no one in  his/her right mind can say, grapes are better than zuccini's, they're DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;Allah created each and every one of us with their own path, yes the destination is either Heaven or Hell, but still the path to their is UNIQUE FOR EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US.&lt;br /&gt;i have my own demons and they are my own, no one can tell me they have them too, they have their own, no two people in the world are alike, not even twins, not the same feelings, not the same characteristics, nothing! so why do we tire ourselves and the world by trying to make everyone the same when we are so obviously not?!&lt;br /&gt;sigh, there are rules for everything, but they are there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;for example, the sun comes up from the east, that is a rule, and when it no longer does, the world ends. simply that.&lt;br /&gt;never drive intoxicated, that is a rule( for a moment forget that drinking alcohol and doing drugs is HARAM and understand the metaphor) and when that rule is broken people die, innocent people die.&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc.!&lt;br /&gt;rules aren't meant to be broken, they are to be lived by. &lt;br /&gt;there are exceptions to every rule, but those exceptions aren't to be used on a daily basis!&lt;br /&gt;break a rule, consequences will occur, whether they are inside the confines of one's home, at work or in the street, rules protect us.&lt;br /&gt;they protect us from ourselves and the world.&lt;br /&gt;they aren't to restrain us or contain us, they're to refine us, align us and remind us that there is more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Salute,&lt;br /&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;May Allah's blessings be upon All of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5062138431027530890?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5062138431027530890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5062138431027530890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5062138431027530890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5062138431027530890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-it-is.html' title='What it is..'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4592487111480628389</id><published>2008-07-16T14:24:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:29:57.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>calm after the storm</title><content type='html'>so i did blow up.&lt;br /&gt;it was extremely releiving!&lt;br /&gt;i screamed my head off and had a headache the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;but i just couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to be run over and say i'm okay&lt;br /&gt;the tears didn't stop till later&lt;br /&gt;my heart calmed down after&lt;br /&gt;and now when i look back i become so full of laughter&lt;br /&gt;because now my heart doesn't hurt and my head isn't hot&lt;br /&gt;i'm calm after the storm&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i had fought&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4592487111480628389?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4592487111480628389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4592487111480628389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4592487111480628389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4592487111480628389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/07/calm-after-storm.html' title='calm after the storm'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-5808359153804397076</id><published>2008-07-02T14:55:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:56:39.869+03:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe in breathe out</title><content type='html'>in.desperate.need.of.ANGER.management&lt;br /&gt;i fear i may blow up, off to pray, maybe that'll calm me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-5808359153804397076?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/5808359153804397076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=5808359153804397076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5808359153804397076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/5808359153804397076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/07/breathe-in-breathe-out.html' title='breathe in breathe out'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2637355371483423072</id><published>2008-07-02T01:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:16:10.619+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it out on the keyboard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Freedom's doors are closing, the light is getting fainter&lt;br /&gt;I am angry but I can't do anything except cry and whimper&lt;br /&gt;Running towards the doors; I am trying to go through&lt;br /&gt;But the space that was wide and welcoming&lt;br /&gt;Is now hard to keep open&lt;br /&gt;I can't pass, my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;I know that I shouldn't cry or scream in frustration&lt;br /&gt;That won't lead to anything except devastation&lt;br /&gt;I am angry I am annoyed&lt;br /&gt;Why must he do this?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't he see we were over-joyed?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that is why he decided to rip&lt;br /&gt;My dreams into shreds&lt;br /&gt;My freedom to bits&lt;br /&gt;Why is he coming back?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see him or sit&lt;br /&gt;In front f him and pretend I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;When in reality I want to scream profanities and run away&lt;br /&gt;He used to give me financial security&lt;br /&gt;But now it's just financial&lt;br /&gt;Security went out the window years ago&lt;br /&gt;I am going to work my hardest&lt;br /&gt;And not waste a moment&lt;br /&gt;Until I have my own money and rely on myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want him anymore&lt;br /&gt;These are the last tears I shed because of him&lt;br /&gt;My life will be bright no matter how much he tries to make it dim&lt;br /&gt;I will not overflow&lt;br /&gt;I will resist the anger that is on the brim&lt;br /&gt;I won't be grim&lt;br /&gt;I will grin&lt;br /&gt;And kill him with my indifference&lt;br /&gt;Rip his heart out with my joy&lt;br /&gt;And then when I'm free&lt;br /&gt;From life with him&lt;br /&gt;I'll laugh with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;And then my real life will start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-2637355371483423072?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2637355371483423072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2637355371483423072&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2637355371483423072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2637355371483423072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-it-out-on-keyboard.html' title='Taking it out on the keyboard!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-2411243887435713194</id><published>2008-07-01T14:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:37:56.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>URGh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;simply......... i HATE him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why can't he just stay where he is?!&lt;br /&gt;Why does he have to ruin it for me?!&lt;br /&gt;He can't stand a smile when it's not for or because of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jealous idiot :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why won't he let me free?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my tears are running&lt;br /&gt;my heart is beating&lt;br /&gt;my blood is boiling&lt;br /&gt;and i still&lt;br /&gt;...don't want him back!&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/7021788953684238006-2411243887435713194?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/2411243887435713194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=2411243887435713194&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2411243887435713194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/2411243887435713194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/07/urgh.html' title='URGh!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-7330606667305071356</id><published>2008-06-28T08:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:41:03.045+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>I don't not like resposibility, i'm just afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like letting people down, so i don't offer my services when they're needed or wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like being told what to do, so i refrain from being in situations where that is required to get the job done, i'm a great boss, but a somewhat lousy employee if i get pressured and have no space to be creative and roam free.&lt;br /&gt;i like working at my mom's school, because she tells me her expectations then she gives me room to breathe and do my job, she doesn't breathe down my back or berate me about my work.&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm working at the summer club there i love it even more, there is more room for creativity and innovation, plus, the kids are AWESOME mashAllah.&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm going to be teaching the little kids about diversity and how we all are special!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-7330606667305071356?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/7330606667305071356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=7330606667305071356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7330606667305071356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/7330606667305071356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4482585576721052133</id><published>2008-06-27T12:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T14:34:15.346+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger!!!! .. not anymore though!</title><content type='html'>Marriage rule for women to their husbands :  If you want me to be home on time, provide the means!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate the husbands that sit on their asses and expect their wives to be home on time when she doesn't have a car or driver to do so, then berate her about being late!&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to be home on time dummy, either get off the couch and come get me, or get a car and a driver to do the job for you.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me mad when i see my friends who are married and look for someone to drive them home to their dumb husbands, when said husband is sitting infront of the tv, she is pissed because he pissed her off, so she ends up pissing us all off!!&lt;br /&gt;Lets say also, that us-the friends- are having a good time, our husbands are out of the country and we can stay up as long as we want, even turn it into a sleep-over party, why do we have to get out of our way ((yes we are her friends, but still, we have lives too!)) to drive the poor thing home?! i mean, where the hell is her husband?! sitting at home preparing a fight most probably!&lt;br /&gt;When I get married, i'm not my parent's resposibility anymore, I'm my husband's. which means, my mom doesn't have to send me her driver, nor does my dad have to pay for stuff i want. that's where the guy i married comes in.&lt;br /&gt;gtg 2 my grams house, continue later :D&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4482585576721052133?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4482585576721052133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4482585576721052133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4482585576721052133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4482585576721052133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/anger-not-anymore-though.html' title='Anger!!!! .. not anymore though!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-3911386368645618457</id><published>2008-06-26T09:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:06:20.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore...!</title><content type='html'>I have just recently, as of a few minutes ago when i opened my eyes, discovered that i am not a 'sleep on the floor' kind of girl!&lt;br /&gt;slept in Mama's bedroom floor and now i ache all over. why didn't i sleep on the huge bed? well cuz i was being nice to my lil'  sister, it's her turn :D and i want to make mama happy by seeking her company.&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, off to write my novel , wish me luck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-3911386368645618457?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/3911386368645618457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=3911386368645618457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3911386368645618457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/3911386368645618457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/sore.html' title='Sore...!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-1981274099621535000</id><published>2008-06-24T10:40:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:26:45.910+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>I think I've talked about basically everything, well not everything everything... but the stuff that runs through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm getting deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my topic is "&lt;strong&gt;Marriage"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a partnership, not a hierarchy , so there are no ranks, there are equals, albeit different, but equals!&lt;br /&gt;So just like men say : &lt;em&gt;I'm the man of the house&lt;/em&gt;, I say &lt;em&gt;I'm the woman of the house&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm a girl doesn't make me weaker, meeker or less important.&lt;br /&gt;I have the equal right to decide the fate of the family of the household like any man.&lt;br /&gt;ma 3indi kalam "&lt;em&gt;ana si alsayid!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a Saudi male you'd laugh at me, if you're a Saudi female you'd sigh and say i wish :p&lt;br /&gt;Because well, we're &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; oppressed as much as pissed at the way the guys of our world treat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the system, it's the community, the upbringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al7amdulila the world is changing and the women's voice is growing stronger, no longer are we afraid of males and their cruelty, rudeness and bad-ass behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Allah created us as leaders to make leaders, so no one has the right to tell us what to do!&lt;br /&gt;Nice deduction huh?!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! I'm planning on giving lectures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck it boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never settle for crumbs ladies...&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry anybody&lt;br /&gt;Marry a somebody&lt;br /&gt;Someone that will make a difference in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Someone that will be your shoulder when the weight of the world is on you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't settle for crumbs&lt;br /&gt;They never filled any one's belly&lt;br /&gt;Nor have they given any satisfaction, well except for birds :D&lt;br /&gt;We ain't birds!!&lt;br /&gt;We're people that have needs, wants and ambitions&lt;br /&gt;Crumbs won't sustain us!&lt;br /&gt;A nice word might make a difference but a life of being alone with the world on our shoulders won't be affected with a rose or a box of chocolates, though the efforts are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;As leaders and as females we need appreciation, we need to feel that our efforts count for something, even though it is our duty in life.&lt;br /&gt;It's a privilege to be connected to us ;)&lt;br /&gt;It's an honor to be our partners&lt;br /&gt;We are as strong as they come&lt;br /&gt;We won't ever give up&lt;br /&gt;And to our last breath we'll stand strong with those who need support&lt;br /&gt;No word from any one will break us&lt;br /&gt;We're warriors, with experience and strength carved into are systems&lt;br /&gt;We aren't to be taken lightly&lt;br /&gt;So next time a man disrespects a woman, he'll have hell to pay.&lt;br /&gt;No more quietness or fear from us.&lt;br /&gt;Expect the worse.&lt;br /&gt;Expect the best&lt;br /&gt;We're here to stay and you're here to pay!&lt;br /&gt;Peace out ladies&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you Gentlemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-1981274099621535000?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/1981274099621535000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=1981274099621535000&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1981274099621535000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/1981274099621535000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-6719657267014584681</id><published>2008-06-23T22:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:17:43.404+03:00</updated><title type='text'>NO One can be my boss :D</title><content type='html'>The law of the land in my world is this:&lt;br /&gt;I am a lion in the family of lions...not just a lioness...i lead, and if needed i could lead with others too...but i will not be told what to do!&lt;br /&gt;pretty simple huh? vital though.&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with being in charge of my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm no fool to the world  around me.&lt;br /&gt;I stand up for the oppressed&lt;br /&gt;and stare down the unjust&lt;br /&gt;I won't allow distrust&lt;br /&gt;basically .... no one can be my boss&lt;br /&gt;whether on the street, at work, or at home&lt;br /&gt;I won't bend over and be meek&lt;br /&gt;I am not weak&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a voice to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-6719657267014584681?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/6719657267014584681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=6719657267014584681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6719657267014584681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/6719657267014584681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-one-can-be-my-boss-d.html' title='NO One can be my boss :D'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-4611572104621870430</id><published>2008-06-23T14:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:54:36.465+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sky Isn't the limit...it's the first stop!</title><content type='html'>Never Settle for the moon, when you can have all the stars&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away your tears, be proud of your scars&lt;br /&gt;You are who you are because of the pain you went through&lt;br /&gt;Amazing you are because of your determination to live and be the best you can&lt;br /&gt;So never be ashamed, you stayed when others ran&lt;br /&gt;Life is yours for the taking and the making&lt;br /&gt;So live it to the extreeme, it's obstacles are worth breaking&lt;br /&gt;Write your story the way you want it&lt;br /&gt;One day a kid will read it and say: "I wanna be just like you"&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this race called life&lt;br /&gt;You'll be at the finish line, the winner through and through&lt;br /&gt;Don't be blueAllah is always with you&lt;br /&gt;He sends us clues&lt;br /&gt;He sends us love and mercy&lt;br /&gt;We just have to stop holding onto the world and hold onto Him&lt;br /&gt;With his endless love and infinite power we have everything&lt;br /&gt;You're bright not dim&lt;br /&gt;So keep on living&lt;br /&gt;Never stop fighting for what is yours and what is right&lt;br /&gt;Paint our dark world bright&lt;br /&gt;With life in your hand and Allah in your heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll never lose sight&lt;br /&gt;A Smile&lt;br /&gt;A Wink&lt;br /&gt;The worst'll pass in a blink&lt;br /&gt;This is just the start of your amazing journey to greatness&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;And a laugh full of joy&lt;br /&gt;I wish you the Best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-4611572104621870430?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/4611572104621870430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=4611572104621870430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4611572104621870430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/4611572104621870430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/sky-isnt-limitits-first-stop.html' title='The Sky Isn&apos;t the limit...it&apos;s the first stop!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8423082547992375172</id><published>2008-06-23T09:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:36:12.144+03:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally got all the apartments needed in aussie booked!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;we are officially going, well i knew that a week ago when i had the glorious tickets in my hands :p&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i have covered: tickets, domestic and int'l , accomodation and a list of places to go.&lt;br /&gt;40 days left!!!!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;oh my God! it's going to be 20.5 degrees there!&lt;br /&gt;talk about freezing! ((to us jeddah ppl!))&lt;br /&gt;i wana go bungee jump (i think i said that before!) sky diving, snowboarding, shark diving, skiing, snorkeling, extreeme theme park attraction riding! ((heard of WB's theme park? it is off the hook!))&lt;br /&gt;what worries me is how to top this vacation next year!!&lt;br /&gt;inshAllah i'll live :p to see it ((Joking ppl joking!))&lt;br /&gt;but seriously this is my ultimate-adrenaline-crazy vacation i've been dreaming off for YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;and now ((thanks to Allah)) i'm getting it, but what about next year...hhmmmm, should start planning min da7een right?&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i feel like if it wasn't for me wanting to travel always, we'd end up im Jeddah's scorching summer... and i know that's a bummer, no offense Jeddah, it's just that we end up staying at home or restricted to certain hours of freedom when the warden is gone. but Yay, he's coming back thins week, so i'll only have a few weeks of inmprisonment then Surfer's Paradise HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;o i dunno what clothes to pack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;something stylish, to show the world the we muhajaba's aren't opressed or depressed! but dnt let them read my first posts!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;if it's as cold as Cape town 2 years ago when we went... i know what to wear :D&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, to go to work... Honestly I'm Enjoying it Al7amdulila!&lt;br /&gt;the girls i teach are AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;toodles,&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8423082547992375172?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8423082547992375172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8423082547992375172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8423082547992375172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8423082547992375172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!!!!'/><author><name>Jasmine Tea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06440072675095729559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4qm4vMudtp4/R1RpWTejKbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vDifvKGDWj4/S220/islamr_chibi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021788953684238006.post-8723010177977113695</id><published>2008-06-22T05:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T05:25:53.649+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently My FAVORITE song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We Made It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By Busta Rhymes and Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Chester Bennington] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Together we made it We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Busta Rhymes:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As you can see it niggas i survived the worst but my life is glorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I know that I live to be hurdled and i'm so victorious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness now call Morpheus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As force accumalted the wind and but a believe I'm so notorious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Didn't know I've been buying my bread even though we rapping now (yes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And now when you look on my trip and you a higher level tramping now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And Superseded everyone of my little struggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And Failure has never ever been an option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A paper long like we was on and I'm about to take the hood shoppin, Get it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) *Mike Shinoda* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever we waited (haha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And they told us we were never going to get it but we took it on the road (through the riches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (through the ghetto) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooad (and the projects to this bangin instrumental) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (ride with me) *yeah, yeah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (you come and get it) *yeah, yeah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooooad *yeah, yeah, yeah, yo!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Mike Shinoda:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When it all got started we was steadily just getting rejected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it seemed like nothing we could do would ever get us respected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At best we were stressed, at the worst they probably said we're pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Had all the pieces to that puzzle just no way to connect it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I was fighting through every ryhme tighting up every line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never resting the question and I was out of my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it finally came time to do it or let it die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So put the chips on the table and told 'em to let it ride sing it yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever we waited (haha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And they told us we were never going to get it but we took it on the road (through the riches) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (through the ghetto) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooad (and the projects to this bangin instrumental) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (ride with me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (you come and get it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooooad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Busta Rhymes:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Look in case you misunderstanded exactly what I'm building &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shit that I could leave for my children (children) children (children) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now I only wake up I smile to see how far I've come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fighting for sales on a strip to get hustle from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To count money like Dre, Jimmy and Russell Ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But now I live when i dream, you see we finally did it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let's make a toast to the hustle regardless how we get it Singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever we waited (haha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And they told us we were never going to get it but we took it on the road (through the riches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (through the ghetto) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooad (and the projects to this bangin instrumental) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (ride with me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the road (you come and get it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on the roooooooad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Linkin Park are THE BEST !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;99% of their songs are Awesome, the rest i don't get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the messages their music conveys is truly mind blowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021788953684238006-8723010177977113695?l=islamzreviver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islamzreviver.blogspot.com/feeds/8723010177977113695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021788953684238006&amp;postID=8723010177977113695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021788953684238006/posts/default/8723010177977113695'/><link rel='self' 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