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                    <title>TIGblogs - Kim Possible's TIGBlog</title> 
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                    <description>What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe?</description> 
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                    <title>Whose Point Of View?</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/481703</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Pardon me, I've been trying to write for the past few minutes but I got caught up with sneezing...bless me<br />
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Now, during watching some movies or TV shows, do you ever wonder whose point of view do they show?<br />
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who sets the age group to which this show is suitable? Depending on what? And how far do they affect us?<br />
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Take any movie as an example, there's a writer, a producer, a director and a whole staff of actors. Which of them decides what to show? <br />
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The writer who spends a lot of time writing the script, usually attempting to sho his own point of view?<br />
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The producer who pays a whole lot of money to put that script into an action?<br />
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The director who's there at every single step to shape it fairly for the screen?<br />
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Or the actors actresses who execute these scripts?<br />
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I mean, who?? Maybe I do think too much, but some movies just makes u stop and think about this]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 16:14:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>أغنية الأطفال كما يجب أن تكون</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/448543</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[جاء اليوم و ذهب الامس، بعد الليل الصبح غدا<br />
على ورقى تبّاع الشمس، نامت قطورة الندى<br />
و انتصفت شمس النهار، صار الجو جدّ حار<br />
سخن القطر على الأزهار، تحول الماء للبخار<br />
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نادى بخار الماء، هيا هيا قطورة<br />
طيري للسماء، للفيمة معنا مسرورة<br />
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وقفت قطورة لا تدري، بين الغيمة أين تجري<br />
جاءته قطرات شتّى، هيا بنا نلعب نجري<br />
قالت قطرة سمينة، كم أشتاق لأهلي<br />
كنا في المدينة، نلهو بقِدرٍ يغلي<br />
أما انا سمّوني كفاح، كنت على جبهة فلّاح<br />
يحرث أرضه كل صباح، يعمل يعمل لا يرتاح<br />
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ودّعت الغيمة القطراتِ<br />
عودو مرة أخرى، في دورة الحياةِ<br />
و انزلن قطرة قطرة<br />
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صارت قطورة مطرا، سقطت على رأس الشجرة<br />
نزلت قطورة حتى، وجدت قطراتٍ شتّى<br />
و انسحبت عبر الصنبور، سقطت على أيدي طفلة<br />
تلعب بالماءِ بسرور، تشرف و الكل بغفلة<br />
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قالت قطورة بعتب، للطفلة: الماء ذهب<br />
لو كنتِ عرفتِ من أين، جئتك كان مكاني العين<br />
هيّا بنا نكون أصدقاء، لا نسرف في صرف الماء<br />
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نادى بخار الماء، هيّا هيّا قطّورة، طيري للسماء للغيمة معنا مسرورة<br />
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أغنية الأطفال كما يجب أن تكون، مش نوتي و بابا اوبح!! اغنية بسيطة بكل معانيها بتشرح دورة حياة الماء و بتبين للطفل قديش الماء مهم و ما نسرف فيه، بطريقة جذابة و حلوة<br />
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يلي شاف الفيديو كليب للاغنية رح يلاقي برضو انو حتى الفيديو كليب قام بتمثيله أطفال على شكل سكتشات جميلة جدا و معبرة<br />
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اللي بدي افهمه،، ليييييش ما عملو هيك اغنية لما كانو يدرسوني دورة حياة الماء و انا بالمدرسة؟؟ انا اعترض<br />
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:(]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 13:21:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>نور و مهند</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/447643</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[كنت عاهدت نفسي الّا أكتب عن هذا الموضوع، لكن الامور زادت عن حدها و تشعبت!!<br />
نور و مهند، ميليل تلفزيوني كأي مسلسل آخر، له عدد معين من الحلقات، و يذهب بعدها في حال سبيله ( لاء، ما بيروح يستشهد) لكن أمرا واحداً يميز هذا المسلسل عن غيره<br />
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هذا الأمر هو التغطية الإعلامية الكبيرة التي حظي بها، و التي لم يحظ بها ملوك العالم أجمعين...<br />
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ففي الصفحة الأولى من الصحيفة، تقرأ عن زيارة مهند، و في الثانية عن مساعدته للفقراء..و في الثالثة ربما تقرأ عن آخر تسريحة شعر قامت بها نور، و في الرابعة تفاصيل علاقة بانا و كامل...و تستمر الأسطورة<br />
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لربما كان هذا مسلسلاً عادياً لولا عاملين اثنين<br />
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أولهما التغطية الإعلامية غير الضرورية إطلاقاً...ما احنا أمة بدنا شي نحكي فيه بس<br />
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و الثانية اختلافه عما اعتدنا عليه في ثقافتنا..طبعا يا عمي...لايف كلشي بالتفصيل...انبسطوا<br />
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لم أعره انتباهاً الا عندما بدأت اقرأ عنه في الصحف اليومية، عندها قررت أن استكشف السر العجيب فيه...و إذ به مسلسل عادي، عن أناس عاديين، يعيشون حياة عادية...بس بصراحة لبسهم حلو<br />
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ذكروني ب كاساندرا...حدا بيتذكر فـِنـَع كاساندرا؟<br />
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عالم فاضية...صحف بدها شي تحكي فيه لتزيد مبيعاتها...و ناس عقولها فاضية و ما بتفكر]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 12:47:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Good News, Bad News</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/391099</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Following the end of avery scary and annoying semester, I've recieved good news that my process of transferring into the new major has succeeded.<br />
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It has been a hell of an experience to me, I've spent the days counted through last summer till last week working it out, and it worked!<br />
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It has been the greatest news I've heard for like 2 years!<br />
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Two days later, I've gotten the sad news of my grandmother's death, this has been very devestating to me, I loved her so much.<br />
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Although my relationship with her extended only during summer vacations, I coud never forget her face, stories, food, spirit and speech.<br />
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May she rest in peace.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 14:30:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>C O N F U S I O N</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/381719</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[And the stars are bright  whatever comes gonna be alright!<br />
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I'm very confused today; there has been way too many stuff going around in my life lately. Again I have reached the point where I just wanna shut out the light 'n' sleep in the dark forever!<br />
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This is the 5th time this week where I try to add an entry here, all the other times I just started writing 2 lines then stopped and shut it down.<br />
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Too mnay ideas, shall I write about how hurt I feel? Or about the kind of prssure I'm going through this semester? How about the huge lack of sleep that's been going on lately? <br />
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Shall I talk about my blood remaining weak that I can't even concentrate on anything? Or about my room being a hole of fire? <br />
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Maybe I should talk about how muchI miss my li'l niece, or the new babies that will be presented to my life this year. Maybe I should talk about the confusion I'm going through because everyone has been talking about my complextion and my looks lately<br />
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No no, I'll talk about the responsibilities from which I've been hiding .<br />
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I'm holding my book, reading Chomsky's boring theories along with Pinker's deadly talks.<br />
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At the same time, I'm taking it out on my addection to Brayan Adams....his music's takin' me away from reality as long as it'll get me back her eventually<br />
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C O N F U S I O N ....is my current condition<br />
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Howdy....]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:31:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>A Typically Busy Summer</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/369095</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[This upcoming summer is my 21st in life...and it will be typically busy like all the summers I have ever lived<br />
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It will start out with a bunch of relatives coming over from Palestine visiting and spending a vacation here, my parents will travel to visit my brtoher as usual, my siblings will come over by the end of the summer and I will be attending my summer-semester classes...as usual<br />
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Since my parents wil be abroad, there has to be a host for all the guests....yes, it'll be me..as usual<br />
Someone will have to assist in financial responsibilities...and yes it'll be me as usual<br />
Someone must care for cleaning, cooking and laundry...aha aha it'll be me again..as usual!<br />
Better yet, someone must be paying attention to their summer classes...me me me!<br />
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However, these things have been done by me over and over again...but there's only one thing that I don't appreciate<br />
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It's that guests never ask you whether you're alright to host them during their stay...they just kinda pop up at your door<br />
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Whenever you have classes that consume half of your day, they get angry and feel neglected, well I'm sorry, but I have a life too u know<br />
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It's bad enough that I have to put up with the very hot weather that I cannot always cope with in addition to hosting you and taking care of the house...don't give me that look!<br />
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Typically busy...boring....and no one really says thank you, so it'd frustrating...<br />
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Summer isn't really my season =D]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 08:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Creepiest Entry Ever!</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/363187</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Last Sunday, my cousin's husband passed away.<br />
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He worked in Saudi. The story is he went to work at 7:30am....then at 7:45am he got a heart attack and passed away immediatly<br />
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Attempts to revive him went on for 90 min with no use, his life was over.<br />
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That morning, I woke up, then felt a bit tired, so I decided to rest in bed. I closed my eyes; then I had this creepy feeling.<br />
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I could hear everything around me, except that I couldn't move ot stir, as if something was staplign my body. My eyes were shut tightly, my voice locked inside and my breath was held painfully.<br />
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I tried to scream, but my voice never left my lips.<br />
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After a minute or so, it stopped and I could get out of bed with the feeling that someone I know had passed away.<br />
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After 2 hours, we got the news of my cousin's husband's death.<br />
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The creepy thing is, when I could open my eyes, I looked at my clock..it was exactly 7:45.....the time that the man was having the heart attack....the time during which he was dying.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 15:46:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Little Joys Of Life</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/362361</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Last week, as I was walking to the bus stop in an attempt to catch an early bus ( at 10 am..hehe) I passed by a car parked somewhere at the other end of the neighbourhood. As I passed it, I felt some movement near me. So I looked down.<br />
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And there he was, a small boy of no more than 3 or 4 yeras old, holding a cone of ice cream in his right hand and a small pack of detergent in his left. He looked up at me, his shiny blonde hair shining under the perfect sun, and with a smile on his face he shook his ice cream and said " Look! I bought this!"<br />
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Something in me started jumping up and down, it was his eyes that urged me to jump, though I didn't, I felt so happy just because he was so happy with his ice cream. I felt the joy that was generated in him by his ability to buy it!<br />
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It was the best morning I had this year, although I don't know whos that kid was, nor whose son he is, he made my morning just so perfect for the rest of my day.<br />
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Made me think, this little kid found his joy in an ice cream, whats my joy? What's your joy?<br />
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How many joys do we have in life? Countless ones, priceless ones..how many times do we appreciate them?<br />
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Joy..joy..I enjoy the joy, but never realise it is actually a joy!<br />
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Priceless moments...like the one when my little niece fell asleep in my arms or the time when my other niece and I were combing each other's hair....times like when my mom was teaching me how to do embroidery...or times like when I had father-daughter talks with my dad...you never realise these moments are little joys...do you?<br />
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Count the little joys, count the big joys, compare them to the un-joys...what do you see in your life?]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 13:43:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Be Creful On What You Wish</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/357695</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[  These stories happened around me, didn't witness them all , but they affect me so much.<br />
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  The bottom line of them is: be careful on what you wish, coz sometimes, wishs can just come true<br />
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  The first story:<br />
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  Told by a friend of mine, several years ago, this woman and her sister have a fight over something, I haven't been told what that thingi is, but it reached the level of dis-connection between the two of them...sad. <br />
  Everytime they met they would insult each other in some way, it even got to the children of them.<br />
  A son of one of them, had been married for several months, wife pregnant, one day meets his aunt, and insults her badly. Out of her rage, she wished him that God never gives him the joy of life; meaning children. Shortly afterwards his wife lost her pregnancy and they never had children.   They still live to this day, been more than 7 yrs..no children.<br />
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  The second story happened right in front of me several months ago. A friend of mine has been married for 2 yrs now, she didn't have any children yet. Months ago, she came and told me that she tested for pregnancy and it came positive. As much as she was happy for it, she suddeny remembered her mom's wishes  payers that her daughter never has children till she graduates; even if she wants it badly. Only the next day, my friend lost the baby.<br />
  It caused her way too many problems with her husband  his family; accusing her of being the reason that the baby's gone. So a while later she started thinking of getting a divorce. Sha hate her husband so much and she still does hate him right now...coz of a little prayer.<br />
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  The third story also happened around me. One of my relatives had a mom who was sick. The mom was so old and sick and needed constant care. Her daughters would gather around her everyday praying to God to make her become better. However, the mom's condition only got worse; she got to a point where she would spend her day lying on her bed, insulting everyone in the room, blaming them for things that happened 20 or 25 yrs ago. Her insults were so bad that one day, a daughter of them said "I wish my mom would just shut up!!"<br />
  The very next morning, the mom waoke up, with no ability to speak. She apssed away 3 days later. And the daughter still suffers the pain of her wish.<br />
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  Careful for what you wish, try as hard as you can not to wish anything bad for other ppl, you never know if they'll come true or not, just try to wish the good things only.<br />
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Nido]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 02:18:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Engagement</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[  Well, I spent the whole last week preparing for my brother's engagement party! <br />
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Went shopping so many times, unlucky for me, didn't find what I wnted....but thx to my friends, they completed everything I lacked for my outfit<br />
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Lack of sleep, doing exams without studying and bad food system were the best charactarestics of my week<br />
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The party was so brilliant!! Everyone was so happy in the party, it was like the best hour in my life!<br />
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Can't even find words for it, but I just felt so happy, i'm so happy for my bro....3o2balkom ya crowd =D]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 14:36:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>I looked At The Empty Seat Again</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/352063</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Rememer my friend who dropped the semester last semester?<br />
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Well, I missed her a lot when i looked at her empty seat beside me<br />
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Not anymore..<br />
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Now we hang out even more than we used to before, although we're in 2 different parts of the univ, we still find time to hang out together and talk about several things, gossip about something and laugh together from our hearts<br />
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Funny how we nver used to do that when we were classmtes and next to each other in every lecture<br />
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Funny, but fun<br />
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So now I look at the empty seat next to me, but it's not empty anymore<br />
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Get what I mean?]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 10:55:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Whom Shall We Blame?</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[When things fo out of control, whom shall we blame?<br />
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Ourselves, for getting us to this point?<br />
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Nature, for having things go against our will?<br />
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Others, for watching us get here?<br />
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Whom shall we blame?<br />
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Whom shall we blame when we get to that point where breathing is so heavy, tears are pouring and our hearts sink deep down?<br />
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It's said that we usually blame things on others when we have no inner peace..we miss the skill of being calm...the skill of believing that Allah(God) will have turn for our better good<br />
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When we lose that skill, everything seems awful, meaningless, useless, endless, brightless  fading....<br />
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I've been losing my inner peace a lot these days, whom shall I blame? <br />
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I don't like to blame others or myself...but lately it's been this way...no inner peace...<br />
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I miss having my friends around, Imiss their support and I absolutely miss being me<br />
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Whom shall I blame?<br />
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Tell me...]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 14:14:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>So Strong..Yet So Fragile</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/319055</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[She sat there staring into the space, wondering why on earth she's feeling that way..<br />
She always knew that It'll end, but never understood why he couldn't stay..<br />
The way he spoke was so innocent, it made her think, cry and sway<br />
Like a little baby crying of pain, hunger or calling his mom that's away<br />
It made her strong heart feel so fragile, and quickly looking forward to run..away<br />
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Away it is, from the start she felt, even when he said he's there forever<br />
The words he drew have vanished the moment he talked about a river<br />
A river that he once passed, enjoyed and drowned in like never<br />
To mention it, with the current one, all it did was make her shiver<br />
It made her strong heart feel so fragile, and quickly think it's now..or never<br />
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Jan 8th<br />
To be updated soon<br />
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					<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 15:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>I looked At The Empty Seat</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/317473</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[The people who leave such impact in your life, could suprise you...<br />
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I miss a friend of mine who dropped this semester coz it was too much for her to handle<br />
It wasn't the fact that she dropped, it was the fact that one day she was there, the other, she was gone that drove me crzay<br />
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We weren't so close as friends, but we had one goal to get to; mutual interest<br />
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Yesterday, I looked at her empty seat next to me, I was thinking, Gosh I miss her being here! I miss her way of laughing, the way she always busied herself with her cell phone when not interested in what the doc's sayin...we used to communicate by writing during classes<br />
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Although she's coming back next term, and we might be in two different faculties by then, I believe that my college life would be back to normal, we can still see each other and all.....but I still miss her!<br />
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Dude, I didn't even miss my own best friend this much!! LOL<br />
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P.s: I miss y'all too...]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:26:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>I Cried!</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Never in my life have I cried worse than today!<br />
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Thoug the reason may seem silly to some, I got a mark lower than my expectations, and it's negatively affecting my transfer project, so after I had a long talk with my professor, I bid him goodbye, found my friend and began to cry!<br />
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Though my professor assured me I can fix it, it still shocks me to get such mark...at least I know my weakness points now, I can work on them...but I'll never firget the look on his face when he handed my paper and said "I'm not happy"...believe me, niether am I.<br />
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But never in my life have I cried in public...sorry, but I couldn't hold myself more.<br />
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P.s: the maej that made me cry is 22 out of 30....you can laugh all you want now..:P]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 09:54:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>A,A,A and A .... :D</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/277161</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Today would have been a typical Tiesday for me, you know, the long long day extending 8am through 6pm .. ect etc etc..<br />
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But what made it unforgettable, is when I went to one of my professors' office, asking her about my mark on the mid-term exam..<br />
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A couple of days earlier, she had threatned me to kill me if I got anything below a full mark..<br />
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So today, just before my class, I went and asked her...she looked at me then looked away telling me she's angry with me and not to talk to her ..I asked her why?..She said coz we had a deal on a certain mark and you didn't achieve it!<br />
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So I almost burst into tears...but regained control...asked her how bad I did? She goes telling me it's ok...u didn't fail<br />
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When she came to class, holding the exam papers, I hid as quickly as I can....she was giving away the papers by calling the person's name...when she called my name I freaked and hid...and as she was saying "well, Nida is the only one who got a full mark in this class"<br />
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I gaspd and snatched my paper...and it was marked a full mark...so I turned to her and said "you tricked meee!!!".....what kinda student says that to their professor??<br />
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But she merily smiled and walked away telling me "yeah I did..and you bought it..nanana"<br />
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Soo, I pretty much have a good base for an A in this course<br />
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Well, one course down, 4 to go....I'm difinately going into this major...]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 13:16:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Still  Silent...A Letter To Whoever</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I bet you're thinking now, thing do look different from that angle, don't they? <br />
Oh yes, things do look different, and they also don't all go your way...<br />
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Give up your arrogance already, you are so facing trouble with me. Think as much as you want, I'm not changing my nature for you! Try to find some sense in it, do you find any? You came up at the wrong time, shocked now at how different I am when you get that close, huh? <br />
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This is what you're getting from me, at this point you're not in a posotion to even dare ask for more, in fact you're not in a position to dare ask for anything at all...truth hurts? Try it on yourself before hitting others with it...<br />
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Give up that arrogant attitude, it won't work with me, if you think you're stronger by being so...well, you've never seen me being arrogant, angry, or emotional before..have you?<br />
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You cannot just keep talking to me as a friend about that subject anymore, not after what you've done...but well, what do you know? You're just another guy who's absolutely clueless about stuff like that...<br />
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And no, I'm not giving up my best friends for you, what the hell do you know about them?<br />
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You've through too much, well, so have I...walk a mile in my shoe before you judge me.....and don't you ever dare judge me like that...<br />
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Things don't go your way...not now....and maybe not ever...so stop it...give it a rest....so far I'm being silent..still...but how do you know it's not the silence before the storm?<br />
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.........]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 11:32:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Nobody Knows Where They Might End Up...</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Today one of my classes was cancelled<br />
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It has been cancelled since the 19th..but we had no idea..coz there was no ad!!<br />
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So, one of two things might have happened, either we got transferred to other classes and that means 3 absences have been counted on me....or there was no transfer...and either way I'm going to drop the class tomorrow...I'm not in great need for it...<br />
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Which means, I'll have to achieve straight A's for the rest of my classes in order to finish up my major transfer...I can do it enshalla as long as I keep this rate of study that I've got now...<br />
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Where will I end up ,though? Only Allah knows...I'm praying for Allah to help me finish up my race..]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 10:55:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Sick  Given The Wrong Text Book</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/253245</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[So today I woke up with a flu infecting me so much that i couldn't breathe, my mom had me break my fasting because I needed to take medicine and drink flueds and hot drinks all day long... :( ... I wanna fast...but I'm really sick   :(   yeah yeah...what a dilemma...<br />
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And I had this class today, its original time in 5-6pm, but since it's Ramadan, we take this class Saturdays 8-9am<br />
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And today was the first lecture, it went smooth and nice, the subject is English Grammar, though I've been told it's and easy course that only revises what we've studied in school, every single word the teacher said was new to me....and I'm considerd Ms. Grammar!!<br />
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To clearfy the whole thing, I called my best friend, same major but a year ahead of me, asked her about the text book....and viola...she's taking that text book on another course called "Advanced English Grammar" !<br />
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Wow, so we've either been given the wrong text book by mistake, or that this teacher thought he's teaching us advanced grammar...and we won't see him till ext Saturday...imagine what damage that would be!<br />
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I tried sending him an e-mail explaining it all, asking him to clearfy it for me...but my e-mail is so down!!<br />
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Cute day, don't you think?<br />
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Well, at least I got all my homework done for other subjects!]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 08:31:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>DUH...!!!!!</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Gosh! Does anyone not know how stupid people can be sometimes??<br />
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I'm not sure if we should have a world scale for people's stupidity, but I know that I've been working the whole summer, I took exams, made reports, atteneded each and every damn class of mine...so that some stupid guy in the registration office feels two days ago like cancelling my classes!!<br />
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DUH!!!! <br />
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So let me get this straight, you work in the registration officem reviewing the student's grades, and then you notice that some student had taken classes that are of another faculty then theirs, so you don't even bother to check, or ask, why, and you just cancell?!<br />
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For God's sake, I wasn't taking those classes for fun, you know? <br />
I didn't pay for the classes, go to college daily, put up with my stupid docs and get myself blackened by sun for the sakes of it!!<br />
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Why? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy???<br />
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Believe me, if it was someone else other than me, they'd have either cried on the spot, or given it all up!! But no no, I go home laughing about it, determined to bid you a "nice" visit on Sunday, see what I can do about this<br />
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I would've, of course, given you an excuse, perhaps several, if I didn't knwo that you have a copy of my outside-major-transfer thing, signed with an official seal...but you actually have one!<br />
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But yeah I see, why bother go look for the reason? Cancelling here is much easier...you won't actually have to walk 2-meters to check!!<br />
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Yes yes I see your point....<br />
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Gosh, you guys , among other people and factors, make education like going through a room on fire ....I'm wearing my anti-fire suit though...don't you know I'm Kim Possible?<br />
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Ok, I feel better now that I wrote all this :D<br />
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					<pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 09:42:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>It Wasn't Me!!</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/247177</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[EVERYONE knows the story<br />
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EVERYONE knows that it wasn't me, it couldn't have been me!! I'd never do such thing on purpose!!!!<br />
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But why is his happening? Why now?? Why me??<br />
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It's so confusing! So wierd!<br />
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Everyone we know told me so, a long long time ago..and I totally ignored it...I've never believed it..till now....<br />
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I don't know how I feel about it...<br />
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It's just wierd at the moment...]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 05:50:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Only Today..</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Some streets were closed today in Amman, in order to welcome the Saudi king who's in a visit to Jordan, this closing made disasterous traffic jams...it usually takes me about one hour to get home from university...today it took 3!!<br />
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Since my parents are on a visit to another country and that I'm the only girl left in the house now, I had to start doing some chores around and about as soon as I got home, no imagine this with me, u finish univ at 1:30...the road takes u to 4:30 to ge home in a very very and I mean VERY hot day, you start doing chores till 7, you do ur homework till 8....wat's left of your day?<br />
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I have absolutely no idea how 20-years ago, before I was born, my mom was a working person who had 7 children, working in a forign country than her own, would simply come home in such weather and such tierdness and do all that....I couldn't even finish the whole house today!!!<br />
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And I don't even have any kids around!<br />
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Seriously omg!! And she didn't even have the equipments that I have today to make my work easy!!<br />
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					<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 13:16:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Me Not Feeling OK...</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/222443</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[My parents are travelling to Canada this Monday, they're staying there for a month. To me, it's too harsh, I'm mommy and daddy's li'l girl! I just can't stand staying here while thery're not..<br />
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Although this isn't the first year that they travel there, but I'm going through a bad time now and need support, being spoiled; I expect my mom and dad to be here for me...<br />
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Last year when I got my high school results and my mom wasn't here, it still hurts...<br />
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What doesn't make sense to me is that it's not the first time they travel, they do this every year...but this week I've been so angry with them that I stopped saying good morning to them...I'm avoiding them both as much as I can...they can both feel it...but not able to do anything about it<br />
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I know that I'm almost 20...but I'm still their baby girl...<br />
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I'm just confused...I'm sick of being confused]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 09:33:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>My Trip With "The Challenger" Team</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/215921</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[There's a company here that arranges challenge trips for groups..<br />
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One of those groups, was me and the pther coaches from the PA project<br />
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Today, they took us to "Wadi Al-Mojeb"; a valley near the dead sea which has a huge amount of water streams and a cuople of small water falls.<br />
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Our mission was to cross the stream, which has an extremely strong water flow, agiants its flow, climb the water falls, get to the final big fall, and go right back to our starting point<br />
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We started the walk at 11am and finished it at 3:30pm<br />
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It was so much fun! Our first step was of course wearing life jackets, then we started our walk<br />
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What seemed so easy at first, I mean c'mon, we were only "walking" in a 40-cm-deep water with nothing exciting about it. However, when we climbed the first small fall, we thought "this is gonna get only better!"<br />
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There were 20 girls of us, and 2 caches from the company to help us do the mission.<br />
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My first scary moment was when I started climbing one fall, the rocks underneath were slippery, so I slipped and fell into the water, the stream was so strogn that it started pulling my body, worse thn that is: I can't swim...but the worst thing was that a coach and two girls were standing just feet away..and they stood there watching me being pulled by water, unable to pull my head upwards and adjust my situation...I thought I was drowning, but someone pulled me up to my feet...finally<br />
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Better yet, for the first time in my life, I was up on my feet again, and quickly went back to that fall and climbed it..successfully! It meant something to me..<br />
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See when I was 10, I fell face-forward in the sea, and cried about it, eversince I became scared of water..so to get up and do it again right fter I fell that way..is a huge thing for me<br />
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The funny ting though, the stream was too strong that it pulled my shoes out of my feet and took them away...lol!!<br />
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As we got to the final fall, I fetl that we did something..but when we finished our mission by coming back to out starting point, I thought it was amazing<br />
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It's a wonderful place, wonderful type of trips...but if you'd ever try it, do't ever do this kind of trips without a professional person accompanying you, these two people whom were with us today helped us to the extreme by telling us where the danger zones and too-deep waters were..<br />
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I've just had the most amazing day of my life!  ]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 13:49:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Here's The Deal...</title> 
                    <link>http://Nadoosheh.tigblog.org/post/208953</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[A friend of mine studies in a universty other than the one in which I study. She called the other day saying she wants to come around and see me at universoty since she was coming to do something...I've more than welcomed the idea of course.<br />
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The most difficult thing was....I had finished all of my lectures two days before, so practically, I didn't have to go to univ anymore unless I've got a final exam.....and do you know how hard it is for someone like me living at the end of the world to get up early and go to campus while you really don't have to?<br />
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So I woke up early at the day we deicided...and went to university<br />
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When I was finally there, waiting fo her to arrive, it occured to me to send her an sms asking her about the estimated time till she's there. She replied back saying she's not coming....no reasnoable expalination...actually, there was no explaination at all! Jusy a simple "hi, I'm not coming"<br />
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Ok, now many of you would say "there, she apologized" well I'm sorry, but to apologize or to cancel an appointment you'll need to do that reasonably sometime reasonable before the appointment? And wouldn't that be for a good reason? Not just because you've just changed your mood and decided you didn't wanna come?<br />
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Now I was dragged all the way from my house to the university to see her and she sends an sms 40 minutes later than the time decided saying she's not coming? Have peoplelost their minds?]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 11:55:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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