tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65508716042036720462024-03-14T07:01:11.016+04:00SparkleSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-30201679597469665272011-02-18T04:08:00.002+04:002011-02-18T04:26:46.737+04:00فـ ـ ــي أمـ ـــ ـلI've been waiting this vacation since 2 and a half years and oh god it's over in a blink :)<br /><br /><br /><em><strong>back to the track</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">with hopes<br /><br />fe amaل<br /></span></strong></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3XPx9JqYkZPNMrF4hm9ssgffs2PhmmrTRA9Q7HKBhH0ZjE5QTThU-GpWeYQyrLstp5miFWs4mr7KeeiZCY29XHPP3Wt9JXAlif6MJ_BA8LB7308Ui7weTTxIb4YKxQLu0d5eOwmbVO2X/s1600/hope-1.jpg" />Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-40895545906081815922011-01-25T16:12:00.002+04:002011-01-25T16:23:18.049+04:00Here it comes ;)<p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy6P4OL0CFvkKfbqSHybJa2L8HItMF34ZbghV4tRAUgfnpYA_Ivj-cVRwyEjpxfMb6Jw4obzaKgLxLAG8VawQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">Here comes the sun<br />and I say it's all right<br /><br />Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter<br />Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here<br />Here comes the sun<br />and I say it's all right<br /></span><span style="color:#999999;">*The beatles<br /></span></p></em>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-52099137414552005032011-01-25T02:16:00.005+04:002011-01-25T04:28:48.505+04:00عذراً فالبرد يقتلني!!<div align="center">أغلق سحاب كوتي الشتوي وأنا أرتجف وأنطلق إلى دولاب جواربي<br />لأسحب منه جواربي الصوفية <strong>الدافئة</strong> وأرى ملامح السأم على وجه أمي<br />من أثر شكواي الدائم وتأففي بسبب برودة الجو<br /><br />فمن يراني فالمنزل بلا شك سيشعر بأنه دخل بيتاً من بيوت الثلج<br />لسكان الألاسكا<br /><br />لا يلاءمني هذا الجو كثيراً<br />وأفضل أن أقضيه في فتره الدراسة والإمتحانات<br />لا فالإجازة =\<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />قبل عام من اليوم كنتُ في سنتي الدراسية الثانية<br />أتذكر.. حين لم أكن أحب الخروج من غرفتي 29<br />احتوتني زوايا غرفتي الصغيره <strong>بكل دفء</strong> في ذلك الجو البارد<br />أتذكر هطول الأمطار<br />وكيف كنت أسرع بفتح نافذة غرفتي لأدع قطرات المطر تبلل <strong>وجهي</strong> وملابسي<br />وأوراقي!<br />لم أكترث، بل ضمتني غرفتي كالطفل الذي غطته أمه من رأسه حتى قدميه<br />ب 10 قطع أو أكثر من الملابس التي تدفئه<br />لم أكن أحس بما أحس به الآن<br /><strong>لا أحب البرد</strong>...... !<br /><br /><br /><br />شيئاً آخر لا أحبه<br />هو أنني عرفتكِ<br />في الشتاء<br />الفصل الذي لا أحبه<br /><strong><em>بروده يقتلني !<br /></em></strong>ربما لهذا السبب تركتكِ<br />لكي لا تذكريني<br />بليالينا الطويلة<br />ولقاءاتنا العابرة <strong>الـبــاردة</strong><br /><strong><em>وبرودكِ<br /></em></strong> كاد<br />يقتلني<br />!!<br /><br />لهذا تركتكِ <strong>ولن أتراجع<br /></strong><br /><br />فـ أنا<br /><strong>لا<br />أ ح ب</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">البرد</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;">!</span></strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /></span><br /></div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-22229063416867384842011-01-23T02:20:00.002+04:002011-01-23T03:58:10.518+04:00Up at 6:00 am. have my coffee. open up my window and pop out my head looking at the airplanes taking off the airport. a scene that I love when watching the airplanes in their best look. their eminency that I love when their direction is towards the sky up there! Leaving everything beyond and carrying what's important to them and what they are made for towards their destination. so elegant.<br /><br />That was a part of my daily routine during the exams period and now it makes me think.. what if I carried what is important to me and left everything and everyone else behind? will be there any change?<br />what if I stopped caring about others who seem not needing me in there life.. it seems to me.. I never know how it seems to them.. will they come and look for me? will they book a ticket flying to my room if they needed me or I did? I never know if they do or not.. time will determine and days will show me the truth.. I decided to fly like the airplanes I used to see everyday.. Not alone of course, airplanes cross up above the clouds but without crashing.. but to me, I prefer to have a life full of smooth crashings with others who are welcomed.. and everybody is welcomed. Got to say that I have to leave some people's lives. leaving a space for others to enter.<br /><em>now fastening my seat belt....................<br />Flying!</em>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-20343676942809262072011-01-21T23:38:00.001+04:002011-01-21T23:41:23.829+04:00So looking back at 2010 I see myself as a loser.. not meaning to humiliate myself but hoping to change. Yes I was a loser and a big one, I thought I could control everything I do or think about but I actually was dreaming.. I had the widest imagination which have thrown me in a dirty muck.. I tried to stand up and remove the dirt and I raised one leg to walk a step but I again fell.. I did that a thousand time and all what I was doing is working hard on myself to keep on living normally.. I tried to maintain a life but it didn't last so long.. Till the end of 2010 when I again have thrown myself in a deeper muck.. it was a black ocean of shallow thoughts, weird expectations and fancy possession.. and I didn't posses any of what I tried to obtain.. thank god I tried to manage some studying otherwise I would be here sitting and holding last semester's sheets! It was a long process that doesn't seem to end yet.. I know it harms me but I didn't end it yet.. It will destroy me deeply yet not ending it.. I just can't describe how shallow I have been.. Still trying.. still trying.. I mean still suffering.<br />but today and only today, I started to see a light.. that light which is said to be at the end of the tunnel.. I don't see any tunnels honestly but I started to look at my life and future more clearly, more wisely than I was.. the problem is that I sometimes lose the connection with who I want to be.. cause imagining my position may help in gathering up my will, mental and physical power.. That light made me look back and discover how much I've lost which is making me more and more furious! I won't blame myself more than I did cause at the time I was lost, I was doing nothing except blaming myself, others and every molecule in the world…. No I won't be that loser again.. I'll search for more power of my inside.. There's a light!Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-81233138515089912482011-01-13T23:26:00.009+04:002011-07-30T17:44:02.508+04:00ربّ صدفـة خير من ألف ميعاد<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">صيف</span> <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">2003</span></strong><br />في جو القاهرة المزدحم<br />نسهر في إحدى البواخر المطلة على نهر النيل<br />وماء النهر يعكس صورة القمر اللي كان الضوء الوحيد لليلتنا<br />وصوت فيروز يزيد قعدتنا رومانسية :P<br />واهي تغني نحنا والقمر جيران نعم كنا احنا والقمر جيران<br /><br />-----------------------------------<br /><br />في طريق جسر السويس<br />قررنا انا وأخواني نروح نلعب في ملاهي سندباد<br /><br />وهي ملاهي قديمة وايد في مصر,,<br />كل العايلة والأجداد مرّوا عليها فأصرينا ندخل ونزور هالمكان</div><br /><br /><div align="center">وكانت الصدفة أن نلتقي بعائلة إماراتية ومن عادة والدي انه يحب يكون صداقات مع الناس فالسفر<br />فتعرفت على ابنتهم "م" وكانت أكبر مني بأربع سنوات<br />لكن لم يكن للسن أي فارق<br />لعبنا وتزاورنا وعشنا أحلى أيام في سفرتنا<br />وكأننا نعرف بعض منذ زمن<br /><br /><br />في زياراتهم لنا أنا وأمي و صديقتي"م" وأمها نجلس في المجلس الأخضر الصغير نتبادل أطراف الحديث<br />وفي المجلس البني كانو الرياييل أبوي وأبوها واخوي "ر" واخوي الصغير<br />زيارات كثيرة جمعتنا<br />وكان يحلى السهر في البلكونة<br />واحنا نشاغب<br />نسولف<br />نضحك<br />نتكلم عن أحلامنا<br />وكل وحدة تفخر بإنجازاتها :P<br />لكن كان للقاء نهاية بعد ما رجعنا الإمارات وانقطعت اتصالاتنا بشكل كامل<br />لحد2009 </div><br /><br /><div align="center">اليوم أفتح باب غرفتي وأسمع صوت صديقتي "م" في صالة بيتنا جاءت برفقة أخي "ر" لتشرف على ترتيبات منزلها الصغير والذي سيجمعهما معاً بعد أشهر إن شاء الله<br />ورح أجتمع معاها في غرفتي مثل ما كنا نجتمع في بلكونة شقتنا في القاهرة<br />يا رب تمم على خير </div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-42900161310405869432011-01-11T00:55:00.006+04:002011-01-11T01:53:30.608+04:0013\january\2010<div align="center">قبل عام ......<br />صباح كنتُ فيه كالنحلة النشيطة<br />في أحد أيام الإمتحانات النهائية للفصل الدراسي الأول<br />أتصفّح أوراق الامتحان العملي لمادة الـ microbiology<br />بين الـ إي كولاي الحمراء و أسبارجلس التي كنت أشبهها بالزهرة<br />وأنا ألتهم ما يمكنني إلتهامه من معلومات في آخر الدقائق...<br /><br />تذكرت وقت الإمتحان<br />وهممت لألقي نظرة على ساعة هاتفي<br />لأرى رسالة جديدة لم أعرف قبل أن أقرأها<br />بأن محتواها يخبرني أن الله أرسل لنا هدية جميلة كالملاك<br /><br />"مريوم ربّت"<br />كان محتوى الرسالة<br /><br />يعني خليفة وصل :]<br />مضى حوالي أسبوعين قبل أن أراه<br />كنت وقتها أترقب عودتي للمنزل لأره شوقاً بأن<br />أعطيه إصبعي ليمسكه...<br /><br />شوقاً لأضع يدي على رأسه فأتحسس الـ<br />Anterior fontanelle :P<br /><br />شوقاً لشم رائحه كريمات جونسون<br />والتي مضت فترة ليست بالقليلة منذ آخر مرة شممتها </div><br /><div align="center">:D<br /><br />بعد يومين يكمل حبيبي عامه الأول<br />بـ 6 أسنان<br />ومحاولات للمشي والتسلق إلى طاولة الطعام ماداً يده<br />لإلتقاط ما يمكنه إلتقاطه من صحن الفاكهة الملوّنة الذي يغريه<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMbSHz7dHqmZUGwpnBA9Ix_z4GgLWZ7fTW8dXFiZdzjTq7p-C5qmcLCwtd_HqkEa3KBNAAmFlnO5QnKN9bfBWBlhuTR8MY-RrX1KBXCAJN21ue6-S1PtN2UOcwZLBVM7AjxoZqe0-IT4/s1600/IMG_4296.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560666573492207346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbMbSHz7dHqmZUGwpnBA9Ix_z4GgLWZ7fTW8dXFiZdzjTq7p-C5qmcLCwtd_HqkEa3KBNAAmFlnO5QnKN9bfBWBlhuTR8MY-RrX1KBXCAJN21ue6-S1PtN2UOcwZLBVM7AjxoZqe0-IT4/s320/IMG_4296.jpg" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560666964940888402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjMVy1feapw41QlBPGwDoB_2eImqZ5zEUyKhZfaNixFElz7ViFekgjDeJJAt9UlJ9iodnD2FL5wxBF1H-9PKdataf2S8Wufah4yzKVvae2acDYKM5WSS7a0bGM9VQ3KroLrMU5PHCt2eE/s320/IMG_4297.jpg" /> <p align="center">تمّت العمليه بنجاح<br />;D<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jcetI9xZpFGKjX1B0TUyibhI-GtL1aaxbjZJGdJ1toG9xFzFohGLjlds06hZgjuat7V4grZowFaVslgfSgg4s40pCJhvQJ1nvQtrP15kKIvPNFuLsPfTk_Kh1oeonDAoBIZgMOgfO-w/s1600/IMG_4302.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560667155705802290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9jcetI9xZpFGKjX1B0TUyibhI-GtL1aaxbjZJGdJ1toG9xFzFohGLjlds06hZgjuat7V4grZowFaVslgfSgg4s40pCJhvQJ1nvQtrP15kKIvPNFuLsPfTk_Kh1oeonDAoBIZgMOgfO-w/s320/IMG_4302.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a>يتنفس الصعداء<br />ويتلذذ بالإنتصار<br />:D<br /></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-3288502248752325902010-04-06T16:53:00.003+04:002010-08-06T04:05:00.630+04:00لـــهيب الحياة<div align="center"><a href="http://www.photoshopessentials.com/images/photo-effects/sparkle/final-result.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.photoshopessentials.com/images/photo-effects/sparkle/final-result.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">الطمــوح</span><br />شعاع يسكن في أنفسنا جميعًا..<br />منّا من أطفأه بهوانه وكسله<br />ومنا من <span style="color:#ff0000;">أشعله لهيباً</span> لينير ظلمات دروبه وأشواكها<br />والفطن فينا من ينتبه إلى هذا الساكن والضيف العزيز<br />الذي كثيراً ما يصيبه الملل والكلل من جراء "تطنيشنا" له,<br />فيغط في<span style="color:#ff99ff;"> </span><span style="color:#663366;">سباتٍ عميق</span> قد لا يستقيظ بعده أبداً! <span style="color:#33ccff;">0</span><br />فرفقاً به أيها الأعزاء.. لا تتركوه مهملاً وقتاً طويلاً يشيب بعده ويموت كمدًا<br /></strong>..<br /><br /><strong><em>وأُعـلِنَ في الكَونِ أن الطمـوح.. لــهــيبُ الحـياةِ وروحُ الظـفر </em></strong><em><strong><br /><br /><br />sparkle <span style="color:#ff6666;">♥</span></strong></em></div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-38926610839622187202010-04-02T21:34:00.003+04:002010-04-02T21:44:02.443+04:00الحمـــــــدلله<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">اللهم لك الحمدُ حتّى تَرْضى<br />ولك الحمدُ إذا رَضيت<br />ولك الحمدُ بعدَ الرِّضـا</span></div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-21187351553611238372010-02-14T22:22:00.003+04:002010-08-06T03:09:31.136+04:00اليد صاحبة الرجاء<p align="center"><a href="http://www.abohassan.net/images/samelxander.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 575px; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.abohassan.net/images/samelxander.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />الصورة لجنين في بطن أمه لم يكمل 21 إسبوعاً إسمه سامويل ألكسندر حيث قرر الطبيب جوزيف برونر أن سامويل بحاجة إلى عملية جراحية ولكن لو تم إخراجه من بطن أمه فإنه سوف يموت ، ولذا عليه أن يقوم بإجراء العملية وهو داخل رحم الأم ..<br /><br />لم تمانع الأم (جولي آرماس) من إجراء العملية حيث أنها تعمل ممرضة توليد في نفس المستشفى وهي تعرف جيداً مدى مهارة الطبيب برونر في مثل تلك الحالات حيث أنه قد قام بعدة عمليات مشابهة وقد تكللت جميعها بالنجاح.<br /><br />وأثناء العملية قام الطبيب بعمل فتحة في رحم الأم ليتمكن من إجراء العملية للجنين ، وبعد أن إنتهى من العملية وبينما هو يحاول إرجاع الرحم إلى مكانه أخرج سامويل يده الصغيرة جداً وأمسك بإصبع الطبيب .<br /><br />يقول الدكتور برونر (( لقد كانت هذه اللحظة من أكثر اللحظات التي مرت في حياتي تأثيراً عليّ لدرجة أنني في تلك اللحظة قد تجمدت مكاني ولم أستطع أن أفعل أي شيء أو أن أحرك إصبعي ، أحسست بأن أطرافي كلها قد تجمدت))<br /><br />وبسرعة كبيرة وقبل أن ينتهي هذا الموقف الأكثر إثارة وعاطفية في العالم تم أخذ هذه الصورة ونشرت في الصحف تحت اسم (( اليد صاحبة الرجاء))<br /><br />وقد كتبت الصحف عن هذه الصورة بأن الجنين سامويل قد أخرج يده الصغيرة من رحم أمه ليمسك بإصبع الطبيب وكأنه بذلك أراد أن يقول له ' شكراً لك لإنقاذك حياتي'<br /><br />تقول الأم أنها بعد أن رأت الصورة ظلت تبكي لعدة أيام ، لقد تعلمت من هذه الصورة بأن الحمل ليس عبارة عن عجز و مرض وتعب بل هو إعطاء حياة لشخص آخر صغير وضعيف بحاجة إليك وإلى حمايتك.<br /><br />لقد نجحت العملية 100% وولد سامويل بعد أن أتم فترة الحمل وهو الآن بصحة جيدة.<br /><br />source:http://www.nabanews.net/2009/16126.html </div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-88494008489323216922009-11-14T23:19:00.012+04:002010-08-06T04:06:08.484+04:001st clinical dayDate: october 5<br />place: Our Own English High School (Al warqa'a)<br /><br /><br />essalam 3laikom ♥<br />I hope this post is going to be a fun one cause I actually had fun =D<br />it's the 1st clinical day for me since I joined the college, it was fun actually being around kids.. reminding us with school life and all the fun ;)<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyoi06kELxiJ3IMDfnAjbiuieoAVbRdX0-qGZpdUZc9kotcjeBBOLOn8GYHgX3AMCq5p2Yuve-2cXSmbYMOI3GKujzlvwEDDQ4m-WYA3gehyphenhyphenQ1fLROo6BpOgEiMGGu3iRKnjoyl7fWvtE/s1600-h/IMG00070-200910.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404052020474555474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyoi06kELxiJ3IMDfnAjbiuieoAVbRdX0-qGZpdUZc9kotcjeBBOLOn8GYHgX3AMCq5p2Yuve-2cXSmbYMOI3GKujzlvwEDDQ4m-WYA3gehyphenhyphenQ1fLROo6BpOgEiMGGu3iRKnjoyl7fWvtE/s400/IMG00070-200910.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">on our way</span></em><br /><br /><br />our first stop was at mankhool health centre<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggcg1kpkaucZy_jkuFVfw-PO1gJ7hpNqmW-YUOJY2be7y7bnJGYZb4-XXQ4RzZ8rtYYFRMCF3Gpf6xPxOQ9Y-JP_piFjhtak9Z1URNLpV6ZSEiGXO3dr-HnXdT-EUxHwLK3n_veHjxjXY/s1600-h/IMG00072-200.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404052589487528242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggcg1kpkaucZy_jkuFVfw-PO1gJ7hpNqmW-YUOJY2be7y7bnJGYZb4-XXQ4RzZ8rtYYFRMCF3Gpf6xPxOQ9Y-JP_piFjhtak9Z1URNLpV6ZSEiGXO3dr-HnXdT-EUxHwLK3n_veHjxjXY/s400/IMG00072-200.jpg" /></a><br /><br />it's the centre controlling the private schools medically<br />we had a boooring speech actually from one of the doctors there<br />and we left excited to reach our final destination:<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWmHuymSvOF4GFMSawh0Cpp7r5BqjXLa7kNMY0mBSygHlySLmlSzrMSe0VRfzkSfPzxCKXGuVRYxGFC4dyeZlV6xH2BiPO_gz6OasqTG4jNBx83wn83PVkUvNCoWVgEDdNUNMpriMNV-s/s1600-h/IMG0.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404052949724908178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWmHuymSvOF4GFMSawh0Cpp7r5BqjXLa7kNMY0mBSygHlySLmlSzrMSe0VRfzkSfPzxCKXGuVRYxGFC4dyeZlV6xH2BiPO_gz6OasqTG4jNBx83wn83PVkUvNCoWVgEDdNUNMpriMNV-s/s400/IMG0.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />it's the school!<br />I had a weird feeling actually when we first entered, everybody were staring at us as if we were kind of aliens O_O , and the kids were pointing at me and saying: "hi scientist!!" lool since when did I become a scientist?? =P<br /><br /><br />we reached to the nurse room, asked some inquiries about everything,<br />we met sick kids :( most of them were having fever or abdominal pain..<br /><br /><br /><br />then we went to the canteeeeeen, it was all fried food and unhealthy nutrition to those poor kids,<br />I remember one of them was screaming for the"Panjabi samboosa!!" and we bursted in laughing..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCowQLdgf0lvhL1YV8GficIe9fzyLRoUJp-ww8C2Te7y6-oUKtK6O_TyA2YTpBqynl37075pRXHsvS6p3Amm6Kx12C2HkZ88kpjChUAf989Xa5F64EWf1L0Bqp-Y8RyVIYwhQ9j61c3I/s1600-h/IMG00080-20091005-1029.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404053493209567346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCowQLdgf0lvhL1YV8GficIe9fzyLRoUJp-ww8C2Te7y6-oUKtK6O_TyA2YTpBqynl37075pRXHsvS6p3Amm6Kx12C2HkZ88kpjChUAf989Xa5F64EWf1L0Bqp-Y8RyVIYwhQ9j61c3I/s400/IMG00080-20091005-1029.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />seriously, most of the food was fried, oily.. shouldn't be provided as a healthy nutrition,<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglsXtLFBd324bP_xs8PTF_ehBwP2nMZZdoM6eNL1gP-huybTffdEBAlg23Fv_SPIpVPh9RBwM-yL0fOO7aFfZW-s7yXGHG55I47ONmWFXhvEOjWzltQbp5FbT2_-68KI1uoVdl1RGPjdg/s1600-h/IMG00079.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404056228483503010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglsXtLFBd324bP_xs8PTF_ehBwP2nMZZdoM6eNL1gP-huybTffdEBAlg23Fv_SPIpVPh9RBwM-yL0fOO7aFfZW-s7yXGHG55I47ONmWFXhvEOjWzltQbp5FbT2_-68KI1uoVdl1RGPjdg/s400/IMG00079.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />regardless the chips (I admit that I was so hungry at that moment but I resisted strongly eating from their food >> not cause it's not healthy but because we were actually criticizing it =P so I will look silly big time if I took something ^_^)<br /><br />Hmm.. we started hanging in the school, interviewing kids,<br />one of the kids was asked by my friend "what do u think of the canteen's food? Do u eat from it?"<br />and they boy was like" nooo waaay.. I never eat from this canteen"<br />we were like "uh good boy" (ya gada3 entah) =D<br /><br />another kid was so smart mashallah, I asked him about swine flu and how to treat the flu in general, he started mentioning names of some drugs!! He's only 10 years but mashallah!!<br />when he saw my reaction, he said confidently: "I want to be a doctor, that's why" ^__^ this is him:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8PPAXLvtGxLsxkDVrmQiqNMXLPhSMtFhS6n_a9xRWRwmOwupRrSvDyiSmjV-mG4woLXymOHFfr4xa_yYYgm7Zqxba50-beNuq0s6Jxy2m7-y5TvIk4RDAQE7nIZcDXgDFWBd4PZqCe8/s1600-h/IMG00087-2009.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404054339581726482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8PPAXLvtGxLsxkDVrmQiqNMXLPhSMtFhS6n_a9xRWRwmOwupRrSvDyiSmjV-mG4woLXymOHFfr4xa_yYYgm7Zqxba50-beNuq0s6Jxy2m7-y5TvIk4RDAQE7nIZcDXgDFWBd4PZqCe8/s400/IMG00087-2009.jpg" /></a><br /><br />we took a round in their sports area:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7p4I1WXyOwTDf8MQpCIoT58pFmWF9NEY9tu3gSmHS-704nPmNOR9-SME5hfIliA5lokRmhNOHUX1TpYWbJyjjJ7836RUVj465l2a-Qg4SaaIqLCL-7mMfkY-rtpLYUhYXB_TGVcOGduo/s1600-h/IMG00077-200910.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404054675624662594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7p4I1WXyOwTDf8MQpCIoT58pFmWF9NEY9tu3gSmHS-704nPmNOR9-SME5hfIliA5lokRmhNOHUX1TpYWbJyjjJ7836RUVj465l2a-Qg4SaaIqLCL-7mMfkY-rtpLYUhYXB_TGVcOGduo/s400/IMG00077-200910.jpg" /></a><br /><br />look at this cuuuuute little kid eating his cupcake ^.^<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghy8-XUrwbOOxrwkmOkYAQFYokTf3QUv1GhO_SpYMoNxTTsFJ8DkPMPasskHy_ChHUmPzESf_JzORVrK_s2KeO99VzTXkLWmg7mmDtuO0PADLDH8QLAly1gR0U1Fw-sbt2gcvgSkHQKJA/s1600-h/IMG00085-2009.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404055038585437682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghy8-XUrwbOOxrwkmOkYAQFYokTf3QUv1GhO_SpYMoNxTTsFJ8DkPMPasskHy_ChHUmPzESf_JzORVrK_s2KeO99VzTXkLWmg7mmDtuO0PADLDH8QLAly1gR0U1Fw-sbt2gcvgSkHQKJA/s400/IMG00085-2009.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />I can't remember the rest of the details.. I don't know how will I write the report to the doctor lol =D ( a real, serious, medical report not like this one =D)<br />but it was a nice outgoing anyway ^__^<br /><br />sparkleSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-71469194233224008542009-09-22T02:28:00.003+04:002009-09-22T02:56:52.399+04:003eed sa3eed but..........!happy 3eed everybody, I hope that U're enjoying these days ♥<br />except that I'm very sorry for the family who have lost their man<br />(he's a son, a brother) may Allah bless his parents and family with<br />patience..<br />I was at my grandmother's house when we were about to leave,<br />we heard a sound of explosion near by followed by screems of<br />women, their voices were very high, by seeing smoke above<br />their house I thought at first that there might be a fire or something..<br />my brothers went to see what's going on then a car which came out<br />of the congregation at about 200 km/hour..<br />I was shaking at that moment and changed my idea that someone<br />has died >_< because of the screems but my brothers came<br />back and told us the story..<br />the victim is a young man in 20's who was playing with fireworks ,<br />by a mistake, the bomb didn't fly and explode in the air but in his<br />face and burnt it instead!! his face was all gone..<br />and the most terrible is that the one who was driving<br />didn't have much control and made a car accident!!<br />I heard that the man who was burnt have died and 2 men with<br />him in the car are now in a bad condition..<br />the 3 of them need your preyers =(<br />Allah yr7am elli maat w y3aafi el mo9abeen ="(<br />اللهم اغفر له وارحمه وعافه واعف عنه وأكرم نزله ووسع مدخله واغسله بالماء والثلج والبرد ونقه من الذنوب والخطايا كما ينقى الثوب الأبيض من الدنس،اللهم وأنزل على قبره الضياء والنور والفسحة والسرور، اللهم جازه بالحسنات إحسانا، وبالسيئات عفواً وغفراناً<br />اللهم اجعل قبره روضة من رياض الجنةSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-30217472579478513012009-08-29T03:47:00.004+04:002009-08-29T04:14:21.003+04:00Ramadan Kareem<p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">اللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْنَا إِلَى جَمَالِ آيَاتِكَ نَاظِرِينَ، ولِرَوَائِعِ قُدْرَتِكَ مُبْصِرينَ، وَإِلَى جَنَابِكَ الرَّحِيمِ مُتَّجِهِينَ، وَاجْعَلْنَا عَلَى نَهْجِ النَّبِيِّ المُصْطَفَى - عَلَيْهِ أَفَضَلُ الصَّلاَةِ وَأَزْكَى التَّسْلِيمِ - سَالِكِينَ، وَبِسُنَّتِهِ وَهِدَايَتِهِ عَامِلِينَ، وَبِآثَارِهِ مُقْتَفِينَ، وَمَتِّعْنَا اللَّهُمَّ بِصُحْبَتِهِ فِي جَنَّاتِ النَّعِيمِ. اللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْنِي أَخْشَاكَ حَتَّى كَأَنِّي أَرَاكَ، وَأَسْعِدْنِي بِتَقْوَاكَ، وَلاَ تَجْعَلْنِي بِمَعْصِيَتِكَ مَطْرُوداً، وَرَضِّنِي بِقَضَائِكَ، وَبَارِكْ لِي فِي قَدَرِكَ، وَانْصُرْنِي عَلَى مَنْ ظَلَمَنِي. </span></strong></p><p align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">اللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْ عَمَلَنَا كُلَّهُ خَالِصَاً لِوَجْهِكَ الكَرِيمِ.. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwpcxKSWpw5Em7eynUdZDAkHz6Le3ZBCPjWWzW9xItSIUZvrTm_WHq5JAzdyXSYmmvne-8Yd0mrUyOrzvFuaw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><strong>كل عام وأنتم بخير<br />تقبل الله منا ومنكم صالح الأعمال<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥<br /></span><br /></strong><br /><br /></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-21365911287026346712009-08-15T02:09:00.004+04:002009-08-15T02:28:07.094+04:00done with the hard partfinallllyyyyy I made "m5awwarah" for 3eed =P (traditional dress<br />of UAE) I can't imagine how will I look in it cuz it's been a really<br />really long time since I've worn one due to life time changes<br />((& somatic changes xD ))<br /><br />mentioning 3eed, well I have great plans to do with my sisters<br />enshaAllah I'll go to pray 3eed "enshaAllah" =P<br />as well as going to grandmother house in the morning which I don't<br />remember doing so far.. we usually go in the afternoon or in the evening when<br />our house is free of visitors..<br /><br />----------------------------------<br />today we had a party for my sis *D*'s birthday & graduation in the<br />same time, she delayed her graduation party to make it a double<br />party today 14/8 which is her BD hehe<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />♥ sparkle ♥Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-7543662087725268702009-08-12T06:02:00.004+04:002009-08-12T06:47:30.098+04:00things I almost rememberstart of college 23\8 eew I can't imagine going back to that<br />nasty hostel again.. & surprisingly, yesterday one of my sisters<br />mentioned that there's going to be a new direct way from FUJ<br />to Dubai and I screamed "whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat"!! Actually, we<br />have been hearing about it since a very long time without an action,<br />but it seems true now as they're working on it..I don't know if<br />there will be a "reduction" in the time needed to go to college from<br />home & back in the afternoon.. poooor hopes & poor me!<br /><br />----------------------------<br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_2908.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">ms. purple is enjoying nesquik with milk ..<br /></span><br />Nesquik with milk became our usual meal as ms. Purple is spending<br />her summer with us..<br /><br /><br /><br />-------------------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=231_1227249015.png" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/231_1227249015.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Isn't he an amazing person?<br />Allah yt8abbal mnah enshaAllah..<br />I strongly admire his open mind, rare & fabulous ideas..<br />I wish I can have even half of his power<br /><br />what I loved most of his work is a tv show called "لو كان بيننا"<br />not to forget mentioning برنامج خواطر of course, but law kan<br />baynana has that weird and unique touch on our hearts..<br />as it's mostly about prophet mohammed peace be upon him<br />and how to apply what he taught us befor 1400 years<br />now in 2009..<br />here's the first show, an idea about it : plzzzzzz watch it if u didn't<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WnudDmYIRrg">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WnudDmYIRrg</a><br /><br />I also have his book "خواطر" It has a very simple and clear meaning<br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=Khoater.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/Khoater.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=ss.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/ss.jpg" border="0" /></a> does your mind sleep when your body is sleeping?<br />another way: can your mind sleep when you're physically awake? xD<br />waiting for ur comments<br /><br /><br />♥ sparkle ♥Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-5567820175513127852009-07-09T12:06:00.006+04:002009-07-09T12:41:57.783+04:00Unchain your dreams<p align="center"><a href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/everythingucanbe.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/be-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><a href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/everythingucanbe.jpg"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Click</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;">here</span> </span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#ffff66;"><span style="color:#33ff33;">please</span><br /></span><br /><br /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Sparkle <strong>♥</strong></span></span> </span><br /></span><br /><br /></span></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-75090298896553410512009-07-09T01:01:00.001+04:002009-07-09T01:21:16.858+04:00e.l.7.a.m.d.l.i.l.l.a.hbetween the lobbies of blood and serum..to the smelly cadavers and bones..<br />during long nights with my anatomy atlas to unsuccessful attempts to wake up early to study..<br />from days of cooperation between me and my friends to wake each other up..<br />to falling a sleep after switching all the alarms off ..<br />from all the frustration moments before entering the oral exams with your brain empty..<br />to the hugs after you get out from the exam room not knowing if you answered a single correct answer?<br />from summer of 2008 where I was so worrying about my acceptance in the college<br />to summer 2009 where I finished my first year!Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-81477042330862638172009-05-30T14:33:00.002+04:002009-05-30T14:41:33.310+04:00>> O_O<p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=DSC05321.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/DSC05321.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> My eyes gonna pop out O_O<br />I hate METABOLISM<br />but some clinical correlations are nice ;)<br />I can't wait till I finish this year to get rid of biochemstry -___-<br />it's driving me crazy.. I even wrote on one of the walls<br />"Carbamoyl phosphate synthetase"<br />my mother will kick me out of the house if she sees it<br />Anyway<br />5 more weeks and I'll be DONE WITH FISRT YEAR WOHOOOO<br /><br /><br /></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-27106592511212412792009-05-28T21:18:00.006+04:002009-05-29T11:53:09.372+04:00Poooooooor us!!<div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center">U gotta watch this!<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy6eQsoO3aWRAjGZvn3oNe3r_M60IcakUGwhUvCZ-lJ-hopQtKvbhmXMYTdd_Buk6_8LnBkYKLthFDtI6_Bog' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />the end is sooooo cooooool<br />Mwahahahahahaaaaaa xD<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://fadiosis.blogspot.com/">source</a><br /><br />exams gonna start after 1 week<br />ed3oooooli =(</p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-44399174036492237462009-05-10T16:05:00.006+04:002009-05-10T23:02:37.904+04:00moments.in.my.life.<div align="center">.moments.</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_2034.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_2034.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_1761.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_1761.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />^studying at home =)<br /><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_0094.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />^this rose is from <a href="http://rmlah.blogspot.com/">her</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/DSC01715.jpg" border="0" /><br />7amaam =D and it was raining.. <span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(in school)<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_1727.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_1727.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_1812.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_1812.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />^ products of my hand.. LOL<br />I miss knitting wallah =(<br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=DSC03579.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/DSC03579.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />mini jellys yum yumm =D<br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=DSC03651.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/DSC03651.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Is there a chance to meet U? ="(<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;">"dr. fatma alkhumairi, a graduate from my college and the first<br />6abeeba shar3yah in UAE"<br /></span><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=DSC04264.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/DSC04264.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />no.comment.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />they weren't the best but what I thought to post..<br />more coming soon.<br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥</span>sparkle<span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥</span></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-26095643619436040272009-05-10T01:39:00.003+04:002009-05-10T01:59:23.997+04:00would do anything..<p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=IMG_1669.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/IMG_1669.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />Months have passed.. few days coming over..<br />and my first year is done.. enshaAllah<br />I've been through millions of feelings.. thoughts.. and experiences<br />I don't want to say that my experiences should be graced (they're nothing).. but<br />they were my little things.. the little things I felt.. Sacrificed for.. Cried for..<br />and I'm longing for more of this life, nothing's better than learning<br />from it and from others :)<br />looking back at my first days in my new life,<br />I see myself a hesitant, shy girl..but since those days till now,<br />I've been filled with experiences from everyone I met..<br />I could read the message they want to tell me from their eyes..<br />I saw agony mixed with joy in the same eyes..<br />smartness and selfishness (in the same eyes too)<br />all of them have stamped a unique touch on my heart..<br />some of them left<br />the others are leaving<br />but I'll keep my heart always praying for them..<br />and from the days I was the "hesitant"<br />I could be a better person..<br />knowing what suits me and what does not..<br />where I should be present and where I shouldn't..<br />learned the means of respect and love,<br />the means of strength and patience..<br />the means and ways to make others smile while your heart-broken..<br />and I repeat saying that all of that is "nothing"<br />I'm still with no appreciated deed in this wide world..<br />it's so much wider than my eyes can see.. than my sight can reach..<br />I just want to reach the dream I look for<br />and in it I'll be able to see the whole world :)</div>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-54563580149808982192009-04-02T22:44:00.004+04:002009-04-02T23:07:21.121+04:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">mood: peaceful..<br />hearing: my sisters and their friends voices + TV<br />watching: cartoonZ<br />reading: biochem. sheets</span><br /><br /><br />I escaped yesterday from the hostel and skipped 2 lecutres of today.. but going back tomorrow for I need to study in the hostel's quietness ^_^ (in weekends only of course!)hmmm.. sunday is the first day of mid-term exams which will be in biochemistry >_<the ll="(">_<.. the next exam is immunology.. I get frustrated everytime I remember the immuno. gap and Anatomy's gap.. ufffffffffffff we're given 4 and a half days for 4 sheets of immunology and 2 days for 10 sheets of anatomy O_O!! the whooooole upper limb and embryology!! UNFAIR!! =( anyway.. I'll do my best w enshallah 5air! n_n<br /><br /><br /><br />sho elsalfah everytime I sign in in msn I don't find anybody! did they change their email addresse's or msn became suddenly not included in their life style? lol regarding me, msn is blocked in the hosteland I barely find time @ home to sign in so.. msn disappeared from my life with 80% ..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=fragile-x.gif" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/fragile-x.gif" border="0" /></a><br />el7amdlillah, on wednesday- 35\3\09 (I & my group A&A&R) presented our Article "Fragile X Syndrome"..we did great as our doctors and colleagues said.. the only mistake that we did is that we didn't take the time in consideration.. it was obligatory to present in 1 hour but we did it only in 30 minutes so we gonna lose somemarks for this but eshallah not many >_<.. anyway I'm so glad that I worked with such a unique group..<br />Thanx A , A & R =)<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://s129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/?action=view&current=fi_2252_0_nescafe.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p204/s-soul/fi_2252_0_nescafe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />as exams are so soon, I'm back to my addiction to coffee ( Rmlah don't get mad on me!!) I don't usually drink itexcept in exams.. I remember the mornings of january exams.. I used not to be able to study unless I drink a cupof nescafe' ..<br /><br /><br /><br />so bad that signing in to blogger is blocked in the hostel so I can't post at all unless I'm home..what a disgusting military hostel.. the only thing that they didn't do is to let us all wear the same dress.. just like the prisoners -_-"<br />w el7ayah 7lwah wain ma kenna<br /><br />soon enshalla I'll talk briefly about fragile x syndrome<br />as we promised to support it till the end<br /><br />and now good night all =)<br /><br /><br /></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-58260459795644267052009-03-13T17:21:00.002+04:002009-03-13T17:26:16.664+04:00<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmE6bm6whNs5Fa7OgLF9eGr-h9wj-ZfflJMe8ufK_tD8pVjI3udLnUYjxoL62ob8K5avBjcrinN-wjUSeh_6NstGDnDc295aebAtVnCplBQROnipDoQaYITx5tbbfDZmpm4ssjtHOqk4/s1600-h/Picture-070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312662250922798354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmE6bm6whNs5Fa7OgLF9eGr-h9wj-ZfflJMe8ufK_tD8pVjI3udLnUYjxoL62ob8K5avBjcrinN-wjUSeh_6NstGDnDc295aebAtVnCplBQROnipDoQaYITx5tbbfDZmpm4ssjtHOqk4/s400/Picture-070.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><strong>يا أخـي يخشـع ُ دمعـي<br />كلمـا رف ّ <span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>طيـف ُ الذكـريـات ِ</em></span> الأولِ<br /><br /><br />يا أخي والمجد ُ غايات ٌ سمـتْ<br />مـن يُـرد ْ إدراكهـا<em><span style="color:#ff0000;"> فليـبـذلِ</span></em><br /><br /><br />كل ُ مـن رام َ العُـلا لـم تثنـهِ<br />وحشة ُ الدرب ِ <span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>وبعـد ُ المنـزلِ</em></span><br /></strong></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7kOc9u5AFT8yEe4mzt0qMN4pcOLj3Jm-jx7l5023eZr2G2P-gYu_0SeFFRva2lqnit_TK8EBh48PMl6siX52W_ZO7ac452XRrr8kQ5Jy24jD_y3KStL-gcbA79VDcHvforv_T06ia-M/s1600-h/Picture-070.jpg"></a>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-47162794513417553462009-02-13T00:06:00.000+04:002009-02-13T00:08:24.975+04:00Tranquil daysIt's Thursday so I'm home again after a long long week which is the 1st in this semester,. It was good despite the long nights I spent awake and the difficulty of waking up so early and leaving my worm bed aaaaah but this feeling disppears as I enter the class elhamdlillah..<br /><br />I guess this week was so special.. do u wonder why? Hmmm I don't know either!<br /><br />Good things VS Bad things *_*<br /><br />First >> good things:<br />- FinallyJ I could know how to enjoy studying.. I also realized that I won't be able to enjoy medicine unless I was over-curious or hyper-curious O_O.. even if I'm not! I HAVE TO BE!! An obligation=D<br />-I got to know (j) (: it was by a chance when we discovered that both of us like one of the tv serieses so we watched it together @ the cafetria of the hostel @ mid-night!<br />-received a messege from a precious person(T.F) Allah y7fa'6ha mn kl shar w ys3dha w ywafgha <3<br />- bought a new laptop =D<br /><br />Bad things:<br />-I felt so lonely in the first night in the hostel and I got that disguasting feeling which I go through at the beginning of every semester whether now or at school..<br />-one of the students in our batch (amaal) left the college! I'm miss her although I never been close to her or something but I remember the days when I used to see her in the mosque @ tarawee7 prayer.. may Allah light her path and fill her life with blesses.. :(<br /><br />bas mashay wayed bad things el7amdlillah =P<br /><br />Haih! I didn't talk to my.soul.mate this week which is a very very bad thing :(<br /><br />bas bas =PSparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550871604203672046.post-64047431885525245612009-01-28T00:06:00.005+04:002009-01-28T16:31:43.288+04:00sudden longing<p align="center"><a href="http://www.mesopotamia4374.com/adad7/13_bestanden/image001.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://www.mesopotamia4374.com/adad7/13_bestanden/image001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Today, I woke up feeling an extremely weird feelings.. after dreaming of going to do Omrah..honestly.. I never could imagin how the feeling of missing makka would be! Maybe cause I have never been there before.. even though, when I woke up I felt like as if I was truely there! In the crowd, seeing people praying around.. It was a nice dream and the surprising part is that when I woke up and checked my mobile, I saw a massege that contains:<br />مكة المكرمة<br />It was about a new building in makka as I think.. called<br />برج المقام<br /><br /><br /><em>اللهم ارزقني زيارةً إلى بيتك الحرام</em><br />="(<br /></strong></p>Sparklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16350663511445509908noreply@blogger.com0