<?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-9054311760384900687</id><updated>2012-02-12T21:14:43.569+02:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='My Tales'/><title type='text'>My blog!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daroosh©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11915010049518237587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PftKq5kARNc/SQ8FwffKeHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/teGTRWPXRrU/S220/my+profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054311760384900687.post-6036992418936464552</id><published>2009-02-09T02:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:45:21.503+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Proud is the understatement of the year!</title><content type='html'>This year has been extremely fruitful and generous to me. I was given the opportunity to travel abroad to a new country and discover their fascinating culture. I was blown away by the amount of GREEN that could be present in one place (given the fact that I’m already addicted to that colour). I met new people and made new friends, some for keeps, and others for granted. I was subjected to plenty of situations that tested my agility, patience, stamina and my quality (not quite sure if I passed through all of em!) and I am proud of every single one of those things but, there’s one other thing that makes me the proudest ever………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very simple. What makes me proud is simply knowing that I could get through anything in this World knowing that my friend is capable of doing the impossible (yup, that’s u buddy! =D). If there is anything that makes me proud it is simply my friend and I am a very blessed person because of my friends =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054311760384900687-6036992418936464552?l=darooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6036992418936464552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054311760384900687&amp;postID=6036992418936464552' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/6036992418936464552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/6036992418936464552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/proud-is-understatement-of-year.html' title='Proud is the understatement of the year!'/><author><name>Daroosh©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11915010049518237587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PftKq5kARNc/SQ8FwffKeHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/teGTRWPXRrU/S220/my+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054311760384900687.post-8843841140743120611</id><published>2008-11-20T00:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:07:03.878+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Tales'/><title type='text'>Parents tend to make sense........NOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CMostafa%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a nice bright day. Woke up at 7:15 am, took the daily morning shower and decided to wear my brand new long sleeved polo-shirt that i got from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; for 89.00 Eur since everyone kept telling me how chilly it was out there! Any way, got ready, put on my sneakers and left home. 5 minutes later i was at Sara's place ready to pick her up and once she saw me she was impressed by how my new 50.00 Eur shirt looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since my extremely high-tech sound system is currently (ehem!) not working, we started talking about various things and one of the topics that we talked about and i found tremendously interesting was how parents sometimes tend to &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; make sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are everyone's blessing yet, they're everyone's curse at the same time =P. Don't get me wrong people, i don't hate my parents, on the contrary, i have the utmost respect for my parents and if i was asked to go back in time i would always choose these two to be my parents. They have given me everything i need, they've always been there for me, during the good times &lt;b&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/b&gt; the bad times (they paid for my new 19.99 Eur Shirt!) and I've never ever loved anyone as much as i love them. (So whats he talking about?!) I am talking about the LOOOOOOOOONG conversations/arguments that you would go into with your parents once you start talking about anything coz for parents, its kinda difficult to keep track of one topic. One second your talking about the fight you had with your friends, the next your talking about your semester exam! What the hell does my exam have to do with Sara &lt;b&gt;SHOVING &lt;/b&gt;her ear-phones up my ear &lt;b&gt;WHILE&lt;/b&gt; i'm driving the car at a 100Km/Hr &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; trying to bypass a &lt;b&gt;truck&lt;/b&gt;!!! (AHHHHH!!!) =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once you start arguing the fact that "this is kinda &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;u1:worddocument&gt;   &lt;u1:view&gt;Normal&lt;u1:zoom&gt;0&lt;u1:punctuationkerning/&gt;     &lt;u1:validateagainstschemas/&gt;     &lt;u1:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;u1:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;u1:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;u1:compatibility&gt;         &lt;u1:breakwrappedtables/&gt;         &lt;u1:snaptogridincell/&gt;         &lt;u1:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;         &lt;u1:useasianbreakrules/&gt;         &lt;u1:dontgrowautofit/&gt;         &lt;u1:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/u1:browserlevel&gt;        &lt;/u1:compatibility&gt;       &lt;/u1:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;      &lt;/u1:ignoremixedcontent&gt;     &lt;/u1:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;    &lt;/u1:zoom&gt;   &lt;/u1:view&gt;  &lt;/u1:worddocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;u2:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/u2:latentstyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;irrelevant", they start telling you how inexperienced you are......"You need to look at the big picture" that's what my Dad would normally say.......Yeaaaah right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the university, attended our dreadful classes, met some of our friends and went back home. After reaching home, i tried to open a can of Pepsi only to find out that my cousin has been shaking it all day till the point that it literally exploded in my face ruining my brand new shirt.....its not a big deal really since i got it from the flea market for only 4.99 Eur in the first place! =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054311760384900687-8843841140743120611?l=darooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8843841140743120611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054311760384900687&amp;postID=8843841140743120611' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/8843841140743120611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/8843841140743120611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/parents-tend-to-make-sensenot.html' title='Parents tend to make sense........NOT!!!!'/><author><name>Daroosh©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11915010049518237587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PftKq5kARNc/SQ8FwffKeHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/teGTRWPXRrU/S220/my+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9054311760384900687.post-7138549036212660729</id><published>2008-11-18T09:52:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:56:16.257+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Mein erster Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Well, Hello &amp;amp; Welcome to my new blog. I'll try throughout this blog to convey my thoughts and experiences regarding every aspect of life with a twist of sarcastic comedy so as not to lose the essence of ME &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically this is my first post and instead of talking about the various things that i've been going through during this week, i'd prefer to dedicate it to someone extremely special and dear to me. I found this poem online. It's written by Ann Marie and it simply describes how i feel about this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 78, 171);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 78, 171);font-size:18;" &gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-top: 13px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Just when I think I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;Something illuminates the dark&lt;br /&gt;There you are leading the way&lt;br /&gt;Love shining from your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many friends have crossed my path&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for them all&lt;br /&gt;But I got an extra special blessing&lt;br /&gt;When your friendship answered my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stayed by my side every step&lt;br /&gt;Even when others fled&lt;br /&gt;I know that because you're here&lt;br /&gt;I can face whatever's ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile and laugh urge me on&lt;br /&gt;And encourage me to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Your loving support helps me stand&lt;br /&gt;When the road is rough and long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much that I can thank God for:&lt;br /&gt;My family and health&lt;br /&gt;But when He blessed me with you&lt;br /&gt;He gave me more than wealth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortal words could never explain&lt;br /&gt;What you have come to be&lt;br /&gt;You are my life, my world, my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are EVERYTHING to me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sara, I'm so lucky and blessed to have bumped into a friend like you. You are the bestest of my best friends, and no one's just like you (That kinda rhymed =D). You've always been there, encouraging and supporting me and the least i could do is start my blog with a post about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;. I truly do wish we stay as close as we are forever Sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9054311760384900687-7138549036212660729?l=darooosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7138549036212660729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9054311760384900687&amp;postID=7138549036212660729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/7138549036212660729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9054311760384900687/posts/default/7138549036212660729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darooosh.blogspot.com/2008/11/mein-erster-post.html' title='Mein erster Post!'/><author><name>Daroosh©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11915010049518237587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PftKq5kARNc/SQ8FwffKeHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/teGTRWPXRrU/S220/my+profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
