<?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-7889440622990236297</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:43:12.070+03:00</updated><title type='text'>همسه حنونه</title><subtitle type='html'>Feelings and emotions, nothing would make sense to you unless you feel it. Everything here comes from deep inner thoughts.
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 ‘‘الخواطر من نسج الخيال’’</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-2209803949525204909</id><published>2008-06-24T10:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:17:37.753+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved to ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last post here, because I moved to&lt;br /&gt;WordPress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://faq.files.wordpress.com/2006/07/wplogo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, See you there fellows&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, the link&lt;br /&gt;Here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hananad.wordpress.com/"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;http://hananad.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-2209803949525204909?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/2209803949525204909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/2209803949525204909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/06/moved-to.html' title='Moved to ..'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-1423819936590740685</id><published>2008-06-13T16:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:11:36.780+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Day !!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay&lt;br /&gt;It might be a little late for this topic, but I chose to make it late better, so I can be more specific about what I want to write and to make sure about some certain things/people before judging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know "Friends Day" happened to be in the last month, to be more accurate was on 25th of May. The first time I hread about it was the last year, you may think it's weired but it's true, and most of these kind of days I don't really know about at all ! I just know them when they come and people say or do things related to that day, or even ask how come I don't know about it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometime I want to say to them "get lost", it's the last thing I would care about, and the day that I really really really hate is, ok take a deep breath, Mother's Day :) Yeaaaah, the last thing that I'm going to do is to show my mother that I love her and bring her a gift only on that day !! Thanks to Allah I care about her every day and show her love and bring her things she never think I might buy to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject ;)&lt;br /&gt;Last year I heared about friends day, and it was when I received some text messages from some best friends, good friends and friends. I was surprised by the number of the messages, never thought that some of them will ever remember me ! Some never called before or sent a message at least once a month and some kept in touch for a while then simply disappeared and only on that day they thought about me!. I remember I got more than 5 text messages last year and felt good about it, but after a while I felt betrayed, I don't know why but maybe because I thought they thought of me and then ignored me till the next year (which is now) or because I felt like I didn't have that much of good and best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I got in touch with an old good friend, we promised to meet as soon as possible but she got busy with her exams and after that I got busy with my ICDL course, so the meeting was delayed. The thing that made me happy is that she truly cared, not just by sending a "friends day" text message but also in sending other messages and e-mails, I see her online every once in a while and catch up, this one I can really call a "very" good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend but I'll talk about that later, lets go to "friends", those who sent me in the last year only and never heared of them again, I tried my best to stay in touch with them but it was a very hard process, seriously harder than you can imagine! It gave me a feeling that I wasn't a good friend when I decided to stop trying getting in touch with them, and I talked with a very close person about this and told me not to care, as long as they didn't try to at least react then they don't deserve my time. It's hard I know but it's also true. If I want to keep them as friends and did my best to make them good friends but they didn't do anything why should I continue on that ?! am I right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends, there's a lot to say about them and it's just not enough. I have one best friend and proud to say I have "one" because I think it's the best thing to have one best friend than 2 or 3, and better than having none of close people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her a lot, she's very busy studying and I love that about her, that thing in her motivated me to do lots of things and she gave me a push to everything I was afraid to do in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty, that's how friends should be to each other, very honest and tell you about your flaws and mistakes at any time. Simply act like a mirror ! They know what you want to say without saying a word about it and knows exactly how you feel and what would you feel if they said anything to you. They won't let a day pass by without making things right when it gets bad between you, whether it's your mistake or theirs be sure they will come up to you if they were your best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have different opinion almost in everything, me and my best friend, which gives us a chance to talk about everything, every time we talk or meet we learn new things about each other. It needs more than one post to talk about best friends and I think no matter how much I talk about her it would never ever be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she won't read this now, maybe never, but it makes me feel great that I know shes around, even thought it's been like three weeks since the last call and months since the last meeting but I know she's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that it's necessary to have plenty of friends around you, but the tought of one person who will always be there for you is enough. I have a very close person in my life also, we never met in real life so I think it deserve best "online" friend title :) I'm thankful that I've met these two, I feel like I'm between two mirrors when they're both online :D which makes me more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to say and comment about anything here, this post is to discuss friendships and relationships. I had other things in my mind before but didn't have the time back then to write and I forgot them by today, when I remember I'll update this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-1423819936590740685?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/1423819936590740685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=1423819936590740685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/1423819936590740685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/1423819936590740685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/06/friends-day.html' title='Friends Day !!?!'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-3964697768019722928</id><published>2008-05-31T12:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:12:37.489+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Laugh :$</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I tried to be creative&lt;br /&gt;and do something else than photography and graphic designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to use a pen tablet, or whatever they call it&lt;br /&gt;I don't know :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way, here's my first attempt and I guess it might be the last !&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to control it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh :$ please ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hamsa7noona.googlepages.com/Untitled-2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://hamsa7noona.googlepages.com/Untitled-2copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sky is a mess ! right ?!&lt;br /&gt;and the blue space doesn't even seem like sea :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, fine, feel free to LOL&lt;br /&gt;I did when I finished it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care y'all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-3964697768019722928?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/3964697768019722928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=3964697768019722928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/3964697768019722928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/3964697768019722928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-laugh.html' title='Don&apos;t Laugh :$'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-4371621441346922451</id><published>2008-05-28T14:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:51:41.543+03:00</updated><title type='text'>تـــف آح</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;اليوم عندي لكم قصه&lt;br /&gt;بس بصراحه اشك انها حقيقيه&lt;br /&gt;لان ما لقيت مثلها بمواقع ثانيه وقت ما كنت ابحث&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;على بالي من فترة اتأكد من معلومة وصلتني عن طريق الايميل&lt;br /&gt;محتواها ان : التفاح منبه قوي مثل القهوة&lt;br /&gt;لما تكلمت مع امي عن المعلومه هذي قالت لي خطأ وتأكدي من صحتها&lt;br /&gt;ويكون افضل لو تبلغين اللي ارسل الايميل عن مدى صحتها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بديت ابحث عن التفاح&lt;br /&gt;لقيت اجابات كثير بأكثر من موقع لكن ما كان من بينها اي شي عن هالمعلومه&lt;br /&gt;فوائده كثيره وعظيمه ، بس اللي كنت ابحث عنه ما لقيته بين الكم الهائل من المعلومات&lt;br /&gt;قررت افتح موسوعة ويكيبيديا وابحث فيها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بحثت عن كلمة "تفاح"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;بكل بساطة&lt;br /&gt;ولقيت قصه عن اصل التفاح بدل المعلومات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اترككم مع القصة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;يقال ان اصل لكمة تفاح اتت قبل أكثر من 1000 سنة ، في أحد بلاد الإفرنجة حيث كان هنالك ملك يحب ان يأكل ما كان يسمى ب الفاكهة الخضراء عندهم ، و لقد كان هذا الملك شرها جدا لدرجة انه كان دائما عندما يأكل هذه الفاكهة يبصق فيخرج صوت (تف) و من ثم و من شدة استمتاعه بها يخرج صوت (اح) ، و من شدة خوف الحاشية من هذا الملك كانوا يقلدونه في ما يعمل ، إلى ان جاء لهم رسول من أحد بلاد العرب فجلس معهم و طلب الملك احضار هذه الفاكهة التي لم تكن معروفة عند بلاد هذا الرسول ، و بدأ الملك في الأكل بنهم كعادته ، فإستغرب الرسول من ما كان يسمعه من الحاشية و من الملك ، و من كثر استغرابه اجتمعت الكلمتان في عقله ، فطلب من الملك ان يعطيه بعض من ما يأكله حتى يذهل به قومه و ينال رضى ملكه ، فأخذ بعض من الفاكهة إلى بلده ، و عندما حضر بين الملك سأله عن هذه الهدية التي بين يديه فقال له انهم يسمونها في بلاد الإفرنجة (تف اح) ، فأكلها الملك و بدأ بإصدار نفس الأصوات ، مما احرجه فقال الملك من الآن و صاعدا سوف نسمي هذه الفاكهة تفاح&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 128);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وانتهت القصه&lt;br /&gt;وهذا كل اللي لقيته بالاضافة الى&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;تفاحة واحدة كل صباح تغنيك عن الطبيب&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تف آح&lt;br /&gt;:Pp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-4371621441346922451?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/4371621441346922451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=4371621441346922451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/4371621441346922451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/4371621441346922451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_28.html' title='تـــف آح'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-7232381560140061836</id><published>2008-05-25T15:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:16:59.181+03:00</updated><title type='text'>جريمة أم دفاع عن النفس؟</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;أسعد الله أوقاتكم بكل خير&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;بصراحه الموضوع من امس في بالي&lt;br /&gt;وافكر فيه طول اليوم ولأول مره احس بالشعور هذا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أمس الصبح بعد ما تحممت&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(تسبحت على لسان البعض و "شاور" على لسان آخرين)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; اختر لهجتك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بعد ما اخذت المنشفة انتبهت ان فيه حاجه طاحت منها&lt;br /&gt;ولما نزلت بنظري للأرض شفت عنكبوت صغير مره&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تتوقعون خفت ؟!؟&lt;br /&gt;والا صرت اصرخ وانادي "ماما ماما" ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ما كان خوف ، لا&lt;br /&gt;كأن احساس غريب صحى عندي لحظتها&lt;br /&gt;مدري شلون اوصف الشعور بصراحه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;المهم ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ثواني بسيطه اللي مرت وانا عيني ع العنكبوت&lt;br /&gt;لكن حسيتها سنين&lt;br /&gt;تتبعت حركاته وكيف كان يحاول يبعد عني وعن الماء اللي بالأرض&lt;br /&gt;من طريقة ابتعاده يبين انه خايف&lt;br /&gt;ما ادري وش اللي ما خلاني "اقتله" زي كل مره اشوف فيها حشره!؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تصورت نفسي مكانه&lt;br /&gt;@@&lt;br /&gt;وش بيكون شعوري لما اشوف جسم ضخم واقف فوقي&lt;br /&gt;او يحاول يقتلني وانا ما آذيته&lt;br /&gt;وش ممكن يكون تصرفي لحظتها ؟&lt;br /&gt;اسوي شي يأذيه والا اهرب خوف و"حفاظاً على سلامتي" ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طول اليوم وانا افكر&lt;br /&gt;ليه نقتل الحشرات وهي ما قربت عندنا ولا آذتنا ؟&lt;br /&gt;اذا كان تصرفها الوحيد انها تهرب مننا لما تشوفنا ، ليه نروح ونقتلها اثناء هروبها؟&lt;br /&gt;ليه ما نتركها في حال سبيلها؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;التفكير اتعبني لدرجة اني افكر وش حكمه؟&lt;br /&gt;هل هو جريمة والا دفاع عن النفس (من غير مهاجم) ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;من هذيك اللحظه وانا في بالي هالكلام&lt;br /&gt;ضميري يأنبني&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;تهمني آرائكم&lt;br /&gt;يمكن احد عنده رأي او فكرة مقنعه تريح ضميري&lt;br /&gt;:"(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;الى اللقاء في يوم آخر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-7232381560140061836?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/7232381560140061836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=7232381560140061836' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/7232381560140061836'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;هل الأمل هو اليأس من اليأس ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-6343031364005944368?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/6343031364005944368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=6343031364005944368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6343031364005944368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6343031364005944368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_23.html' title='همسه .. صغيرة ..'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-8636801719851882252</id><published>2008-05-21T09:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:59:10.108+03:00</updated><title type='text'>إجازه؟ معقوله؟ لا لا مستحيل</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;صباحكم سُكر&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يوم الإثنين إدارة المعهد كانت تشدد على ان اللي يغيب الثلاثاء والاربعاء&lt;br /&gt;راح يُحسَب لها غياب !!&lt;br /&gt;ومن بين كل الناس اللي "اعطت" نفسها اجازة داومنا&lt;br /&gt;وبكل رحابة صدر و وجه مشرق نروح&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بالأمس كان فيه بعض البنات اللي ما ودهم يداومون&lt;br /&gt;ويسألون يبون يتأكدون لأن في خاطرهم يغيبون بس ما يبون يُحسَب لهم غياب&lt;br /&gt;والرد كان "لا، بكره دوام"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;العصر اتصلوا المعهد&lt;br /&gt;"وهذا احلى شي فيهم، انهم يتصلون عليك يعطونك خبر"&lt;br /&gt;وقالوا ترى بكره إجازه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أنا: علامات تعجب فوق راسي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;إهئ إهئ إهئ&lt;br /&gt;إجااااااااااااااااااازه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لييييييه ؟!؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يمكن تستغربون اني ما ابي الاجازه&lt;br /&gt;الكل يتمنى "بكره اجازه" على أحر من الجمر&lt;br /&gt;لكن أنا لا "بس الحين" والسبب&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ان كل يوم يمر من غير الكورس نتأخر زياده&lt;br /&gt;يكفي اننا راح نخلص الكورس في الاجازة&lt;br /&gt;ومتأخرين مدري كم يوم&lt;br /&gt;إهئ إهئ إهئ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;المفروض ينتهي الكورس في تاريخ&lt;br /&gt;9 July&lt;br /&gt;والحين مع زيادة عدد الايام بدون دراسه&lt;br /&gt;الله يستر وما تصير نهاية الكورس بآخر&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ياللا انبسطوا&lt;br /&gt;;Pp~&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;كونوا بخير&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-8636801719851882252?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/8636801719851882252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=8636801719851882252' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/8636801719851882252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/8636801719851882252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_21.html' title='إجازه؟ معقوله؟ لا لا مستحيل'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-6146621413040005349</id><published>2008-05-19T10:25:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:42:01.171+03:00</updated><title type='text'>خَبَر مُفرح</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;صباحُ الخيرِ لكلِ مَن مَر على مُدوَنتي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;بالأمس ، بعد ما رجعت من المعهد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;جاني إحساس ان جهازي راح يخلص قبل الوقت اللي اعطوني إياه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;المفروض انتظر اتصال منهم بس الفضول يتزايد عندي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ابي اتأكد من إحساسي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;اتصلت على مركز الصيانة في جرير وسألت عن الجهاز&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;وقال لي بالكثير 4 أيام ويكون جاهز&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;هالمره تأكدت ان الاحساس ما يخيب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;والافضل اني اتبع احساسي وشعوري بأي حاجه اسويها&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;كل انسان يجرب هالشي ويتبع احساسه ويشوف&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;او تذكروا مره كان عندكم احساس بخصوص امر وعملتم عكسه واكتشفتوا انه كان خطأ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;وان المفروض تعملونه بالطريقه اللي قبل&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;هذه هي الحاسه السادسه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Sixth Sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it's inside each one of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;أتمنى لكم يوم جميل وهاديء&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;كونوا بخير&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-6146621413040005349?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/6146621413040005349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=6146621413040005349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6146621413040005349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6146621413040005349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_19.html' title='خَبَر مُفرح'/><author><name>‘ح ـنـان’</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-294395842578623189</id><published>2008-05-10T07:05:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:42:11.514+03:00</updated><title type='text'>‘‘Disconnected’’</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I really hate it when it happens !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;whenever the message "disconnected" appeares on my screen I get nervous, because my modem keeps doing it almost every couple of hours !! also when the light of the internet connection turns "red" telling me that there's no connection !! WHY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It always happens when I'm doing something important like typing an e-mail for like 15 minuts and when I click the send button I get the speedtouch page :@ it freaks me out ! cause when I click the back button all of what I've written is gone :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Also, I'm "disconnected" these days because I don't have my laptop. Something wrong with the drive and not sure whether it's a software problem or a hardware problem,  I hope it's a software *snif*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm not sure when I'll get it back, it's been 4 days and I feel like I'm losing my connection with the planet earth !!! I'm lost without it.. and I hate to use someone else's PC's, I can't do what I want at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aah, I hope this doesn't happen to anyone of you. Take care y'all and be safe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7889440622990236297-294395842578623189?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/294395842578623189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=294395842578623189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/294395842578623189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/294395842578623189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/05/disconnected.html' title='‘‘Disconnected’’'/><author><name>вʀaνe σɴe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-7700569709221855316</id><published>2008-04-25T15:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:52:03.913+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Last night was my sister graduation party, and I was asked if I can be their photographer !&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's a GIANT step to me; because I never did any public photography or portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the day I was so nervous, I felt like I won't do it well. But I kept telling my self that I can; as long as I did pretty good in still life I was %80 sure that I can do good in portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the time passes by I was getting more excited and less nervous !&lt;br /&gt;As we reached the ballroom my heart was beating so fast and my mind wasn't clear.. I mean, I had only the camera with me nothing more nothing less ! would they hesitate and think I'm not a pro *sure I'm not pro but I'm pretty good at it* or would they take their chances with me ?! I needed an answer to that question as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hours the girls said we're ready :)&lt;br /&gt;I knew earlier where to shoot, because I didn't want to use the internal flash and didn't had an external one. lighting was perfect, I used the 50mm f/1.4 *Thanks to my dearest friend &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sha3olah/"&gt;Mashael&lt;/a&gt;* in Aperture Mode @ f/1.8 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me about 2 hours, I was getting exhausted ! I mean come on, I'm wearing high heels and stressed out *because I don't know most of the people I'm photographing and I'm not a good talker, not yet* and wanting to make sure each photo is right !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last portrait, I took a very deep breath and sat down to relax and enjoy "what's left" of my juice. some girls came to see the photos and to tell me which to print small and which to print big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end I was so happy to see them happy, their joy  was the important thing and I was glad to have the chance to experience "portraits".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first BIG EVENT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really enjoyed it :) Every photographer must have this experience, whether it was good or not, at least give it a try and "freeze the humanistic beauty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-7700569709221855316?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/7700569709221855316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=7700569709221855316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/7700569709221855316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/7700569709221855316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-event.html' title='Big Event'/><author><name>вʀaνe σɴe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-3033238964943861920</id><published>2008-02-11T01:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:51:19.850+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;الاصدقاء&lt;br /&gt;هم سندنا بعد الاهل في هذه الحياة&lt;br /&gt;هم من يفهموننا اكثر من انفسنا بعض المرات&lt;br /&gt;يعلمون ماذا يدور في تفكيرنا دون ان نبوح بكلمة&lt;br /&gt;يعلمون جيداً ما يخفف علينا حزننا وهمنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الاصدقاء&lt;br /&gt;من دونهم صعبه الحياة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;صعب ان لا نجد من نزف لهم افراحنا قبل الغير&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;صعب ان نتجاوز المحن من دون دعمهم المعنوي&lt;br /&gt;فعلاً ، الصديق وقت الضيق&lt;br /&gt;صدر حنون يضمّنا&lt;br /&gt;وثغر باسمٌ يسعدنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الكل قد مرّ عليه الكثير من الناس&lt;br /&gt;وقد يطلق عليهم اسم الاصدقاء&lt;br /&gt;ولكن في وقت المحن تستطيع ان تميّزهم من بين الكل&lt;br /&gt;فَهُم من سيهّبون لمساعدتك&lt;br /&gt;وهُم من سيقفون الى جانبك طوال الطريق في هذه الحياة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فـ انتقِ الاصدقاء بحذر&lt;br /&gt;وعامِلهم كما تُحب ان تُعامَل&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7anno/2211879275/" title="ᇅ Reflection ᇅ by ~Hanan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2211879275_cbe583ae37_m.jpg" alt="ᇅ Reflection ᇅ" height="240" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-3033238964943861920?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/3033238964943861920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=3033238964943861920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/3033238964943861920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/3033238964943861920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/02/friend-in-need-is-friend-indeed.html' title='A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed'/><author><name>вʀaνe σɴe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2211879275_cbe583ae37_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7889440622990236297.post-6146684325878651367</id><published>2008-02-09T20:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:06:54.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't dream your life, Live your dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 47, 151);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'tahoma';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I found the sentence above in one of my notes, I don't remember when I wrote it or why I wrote it but I'm so sure that I did to make my self feel better and to stay optimistic through this tough life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of my best friends said, "Let's all be super optimistic" , she really made me happy when she said it, it gave a good feeling to know people like her, optimistic almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember there's nothing impossible, the impossible word says that, "Im Possible" which means everything can be done in a certain way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep our faith in mighty Allah, and do the things in a good way that doesn't conflict with our believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best,&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7889440622990236297-6146684325878651367?l=7noona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/feeds/6146684325878651367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7889440622990236297&amp;postID=6146684325878651367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6146684325878651367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7889440622990236297/posts/default/6146684325878651367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7noona.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-dream-your-life-live-your-dream.html' title='Don&apos;t dream your life, Live your 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