<?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-5652421304822127735</id><updated>2012-01-23T20:15:17.560+01:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><category term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>The mind is such a secret place...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-5807578995010809692</id><published>2011-12-31T13:49:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:13:50.865+01:00</updated><title type='text'>few words in favour of the year 2011 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYuMXFJ1eQc/Tv8FJvOC1YI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5YXswM6aV-8/s1600/red-roses%2525201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px; height: 300px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692274118871930242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYuMXFJ1eQc/Tv8FJvOC1YI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5YXswM6aV-8/s400/red-roses%2525201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is the last day of the year 2011. It has been a year full of changes and challenges. I hope the new year brings much joy and happiness to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The up side of the year 2011 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year i was awarded with the title 'mommy'. It is the most amazing feeling anyone could feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year that Libya ended its long dictatorship. We lived and prayed for this end and finally our dream has become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year that my husband and i learned to live in an environment different than our own and it was the our one year wedding anniversary :):):) ( Who would have said it would be the only year celebrate just us;) from now on its us + our son :D:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year my husband started learning English. Now he can 'emashi omooraah'. That is another accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year that i learned how to live with much of life's challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really an outstanding year despite all the wounds that will take very long time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope and pray that Allah accept Libya's Marytrs and give their families patience to endure the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the year 2012 - inshallah- I ask Allah to guide me, my family and dear ones, and to help us do our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I ask Allah to help all those that are working hard for the sake of Libya. Inshallah etkoon sanet khair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. The food smells good.It has to smell good. It is made by my mother in law.&lt;br /&gt; It is lunch time. Tomorrow : a start of another week of work, please let there be some work to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-5807578995010809692?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5807578995010809692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5807578995010809692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5807578995010809692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5807578995010809692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/few-words-in-favour-of-year-2011-d.html' title='few words in favour of the year 2011 :D'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pYuMXFJ1eQc/Tv8FJvOC1YI/AAAAAAAAAQo/5YXswM6aV-8/s72-c/red-roses%2525201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6919925566777318206</id><published>2011-12-24T17:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:32:12.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 60th anniversary Libya and other bla bla :D</title><content type='html'>Today marks the 60th anniversary of Libya's independence. It is a day that has been supressed by the former reigime for so long. It just feels good to say happy independence day Libya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with us all waking up at 11am. It is a holiday so we slept in. We woke up took our showers dressed up nicely - treating the day like a Friday;) It was nice! We had breakfsat - late breakfast then i took the time to fold the piled luandry. Laundry is never over for me! Now that i finished folding i have a basket full. Well if you count my son's small basket that means two! I'll be doing some today and some tomorrow as im planning to go out with my husband and get some grocery shopping done - inshallah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been up to much.  I'm upset at what i keep reading online. It hurts what people are saying about each other. I wish that people will put the benfit of Libya as a whole first! I dont mind crtisizim but it has to be constructive! Lately, i have not seen much of that. It is like everyone wants to get the fame to take part of histroy but by making everyone else look bad! I have made a decision not to speak of anyone because what i think could be wrong. People need to understand that having a different opinion is ok. It is not with us or against us...Lets not crtizise the person but the ideas/work....With all that im not into politics, im more for assiting the civil society, like really taking part and volunteering, i want to fit some in my schedule if i can now if not then inshallah after i finish up my masters! I miss volunteering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II'll be going to work tomorrow to get some papers done then probably officiallly return- inshallah. This will keep be occupied. Add to it my studies. I have to hand in an essay in March online - thank God i can hand it in from Libya online to the UK.  Internet does wonders! In the main time and before i can start on my essay i have to do some revision, hope all works well. International Trade Law is really challenging but the good thing about it is it is very interesting- I like it so far! It is my last subject inshallah to get my masters. I'll be doing it along with my dissertation. I was supposed to finish it in the summer but beause of the birth of my son i applied for an extension and i was granted it- Alhamdullah!  Now im following the module online but will return to the UK closer to my exam time! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOON - Thank You KadijaTeri for the versile (sp) award, soon ill post my part :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6919925566777318206?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6919925566777318206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6919925566777318206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6919925566777318206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6919925566777318206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-60th-anniversary-libya-and-other.html' title='Happy 60th anniversary Libya and other bla bla :D'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-5501789720812883955</id><published>2011-12-17T22:15:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T23:41:44.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VACiTDN5O2o/Tu0Hdo7JNbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7sx0peS68EQ/s1600/friendscartoon.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 252px; height: 238px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687210110221890994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VACiTDN5O2o/Tu0Hdo7JNbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7sx0peS68EQ/s400/friendscartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a week ago that i had a status on my facebook account questions the defination of a ‘best friend’. It is been awhile that i wanted to discuss this on my blog but because i never made the time to set and write my thoughts away i decided for the time being to put it as a status. So i did. Not many have partcipated but my wonders have not stopped. It is not that i dont have a defination of it but rather i wanted to see others point of view.  For me, it has not been the same. My defination kept chaning and according to it so did my best friend. The thing is it is not just the fact that my defination changed but rather the way my life has been. I was not raised in one place. I lived in the USA, Canada, UAE, UK and Libya. I did not stay in one country more than six years in a row. This resulted in different realtions. I make friends then i leave. I come back and i feel that i have missed important things in those friends lives. They share stories of a past that i wasnt part of. I have always dreamed of how it would be like if i had one best friend. A friend that has been through it all. A friend that has been there in hardships and ease throughout. Someone that knows me inside out. But no i dont have that.  I have lots of friends. Up to date my best friends are those i made when i lived in Canada. I spent my teen years there. I was there until i turned 20 years old. Those friends are the best i have had. I’m still in touch with them but it is not the same though. Sometime i think maybe when years pass by they will be just an important part of my past but just that.  They are still in touch but its not the same like being together i guess. My defination of best friends remain that – them.  It was them that gave me the defination, the guidelines  - everything!&lt;br /&gt;This life style led to my relationships being like that off and on off and on. I keep in touch as much as possible but its not the same.  Add to it the defination. Do you agree that best friends change as places change, as people change, and life changes and as you yourself change? Let me know your thoughts! &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/5652421304822127735-5501789720812883955?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5501789720812883955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5501789720812883955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5501789720812883955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5501789720812883955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends?!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VACiTDN5O2o/Tu0Hdo7JNbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7sx0peS68EQ/s72-c/friendscartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-285985742651233312</id><published>2011-11-29T17:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:08:22.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happymoi is back to the blogging world:)</title><content type='html'>Without writing it seems that a big part of me is missing. Facebook alone is not enough. It just feels right to return to blogging. I do not intend on turning my website to politics I have had enough on facebook. Every time I log on someone has something in those lines and although I understand how important such participation is I feel that I need a break. I spent this past year crying my eyes out and at the same time trying my best to juggle my role as a student, a wife, and a mommy to be. All this in the midst of the revolution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm trying to organize my life here for the few months I'll be here before my return to the UK to do my last exam and to finish working on my dissertation. I intend to start working this coming Thursday. So again I'll be juggling my life as an external student, a wife and a working mom. I hope things work out for me and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave with this quick update and hope you are all doing well in our inshallah bright Libya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-285985742651233312?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/285985742651233312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=285985742651233312' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/285985742651233312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/285985742651233312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/11/happymoi-is-back-to-blogging-world.html' title='Happymoi is back to the blogging world:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4590654684298391547</id><published>2011-04-18T15:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:19:28.647+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my family :(:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bzHmtUb2qQ/Taw2uScXzhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RexFp0cihVo/s1600/download%2B%25282%2529" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bzHmtUb2qQ/Taw2uScXzhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RexFp0cihVo/s400/download%2B%25282%2529" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596908605767405074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before i got married, one of my biggest worries was how will i cope without my family so close by. I knew ahead of time that i will be moving to the UK because i wanted to do my masters degree. So the issue was on my mind all the time. It was the thing i thought about the most. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever i opened this topic with anyone they'd say you'll get used to it. Reality is, i haven't gotten used to it. I have been married for nine months (Alhamdullah), and got a chance to see my family twice ONLY. Once was when i came back from my honeymoon, and the second time when they visited me here. The first time i got to see all of them. The second time it was only my parents and one of my siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do i feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart aches so much, and there are days that i just cannot handle the feeling. I cry sometimes. Other times i hold it inside of me. I call them, but its not the same. I continue to feel that a huge part of me is missing. It is really hard. It is as hard as i thought it would be and even harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i came about to writing this entry i was trying to study in preparation for my upcoming exams. In the midst of it, i called my mom, then i text my dad. Then i continued to study, and while i was doing that i got a text from my dad. My heart just squeezed because i miss soooooooo much. I miss both of my parents so much. I miss my siblings. I wish they were here with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm married now, and have started a family of my own, and soon my family of two will have an addition. It is the cycle of life i guess, but with all that fully understood by me, i cannot help but have such feelings. I just wish i could jump on the first flight and go to see them, but that is not possible now and even if i did once i leave the feeling will not disappear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always wondered and now even more so how do people cope with missing their parents? their siblings? I cannot seem to have gotten that. I do not think i ever will :(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family so much, and cannot help but miss them every passing second of everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5652421304822127735-4590654684298391547?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4590654684298391547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4590654684298391547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4590654684298391547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4590654684298391547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/04/missing-my-family.html' title='Missing my family :(:('/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0bzHmtUb2qQ/Taw2uScXzhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RexFp0cihVo/s72-c/download%2B%25282%2529' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3557887095228973533</id><published>2011-04-17T19:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:23:01.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momy to be inshallah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxcf7CQdkng/TasfiOLEFhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_vgYuyhSlG4/s1600/th_pic7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxcf7CQdkng/TasfiOLEFhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_vgYuyhSlG4/s400/th_pic7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596601634718488082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have decided that this evening i will set and spend sometime writing on my blog. As i said in my previous post that i have so much to share. Really! I know i should have written earlier but i keep postponing this task that now it is sooo long overdue, and probably not the right time. Still, i just feel the need to write away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My picture maybe a little ahead from what i want to share but i liked it and thought this will be it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what is it that i want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happymoi is expecting her first child inshallah (yes, ME). It is a very exciting time for me and my husband- Alhamdullah. We both wished that things were better and that our happiness was complete by the well being of Libya and Libyans. Inshallah we are hopeful that things will get better before the arrival of our first child inshallah. It is only then will such a joyous occasion be complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My due date is inshallah towards the end of July. It will be in the midst of me writing my dissertation to get my masters degree inshallah. So it will be a very very very busy time. I hope though that things work out in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really really cant wait, although we know ahead of time that it will be veryyyyyy challenging especially with our schedules at the current time. Bes inshallah khair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5652421304822127735-3557887095228973533?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3557887095228973533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3557887095228973533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3557887095228973533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3557887095228973533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/04/momy-to-be-inshallah.html' title='Momy to be inshallah'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxcf7CQdkng/TasfiOLEFhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_vgYuyhSlG4/s72-c/th_pic7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3469825817514199285</id><published>2011-04-17T18:42:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:06:07.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is broken for Libya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8NvKC2MoJI/TasZg7mN02I/AAAAAAAAAP0/6IN2Bstin4g/s1600/DSC07990.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8NvKC2MoJI/TasZg7mN02I/AAAAAAAAAP0/6IN2Bstin4g/s400/DSC07990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596595015482463074" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8NvKC2MoJI/TasZg7mN02I/AAAAAAAAAP0/6IN2Bstin4g/s1600/DSC07990.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; " &gt;I have not written in my blog for so long and here i'm writing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so much to share. The starting point of my blog is my dear country Libya. Oh Libya, i think of you and my eyes are full of tears. I had a plan to visit during April since i moved to the UK. Sadly enough, the situation now is not suitable for making such a trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch the news and my heart is full of pain. I feel everything inside of me is broken to pieces. So many people are dying. Libya is famous now, everyone knows of it, everyone. It is the tragic situation that made it so well known. I wish things were different. I wake up every morning thinking about Libya. I wake up every morning wishing things were different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really really sad about whats going on. I try to keep a normal routine for the sake of my sanity. It is very hard, but i'm trying my best. I have my exams coming up towards the end of May, i'm no where near prepared, but i'm going to try my best to catch up, it won't be easy, but i will try. It is so hard to focus with all that is going on. I hope that Libya will shine soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss it there so much. I was supposed to be there this April for a visit :(:( It was supposed to be my brother's wedding. All that is now not possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inshallah things will get better soon, ya rab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5652421304822127735-3469825817514199285?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3469825817514199285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3469825817514199285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3469825817514199285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3469825817514199285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-heart-is-broken-for-libya.html' title='My heart is broken for Libya'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8NvKC2MoJI/TasZg7mN02I/AAAAAAAAAP0/6IN2Bstin4g/s72-c/DSC07990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-587699598039262091</id><published>2010-04-30T19:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:37:31.452+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding talk....and latest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S9sbZyhcXzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/w5cwq5KtJzg/s1600/DSC06415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465992702616952626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S9sbZyhcXzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/w5cwq5KtJzg/s400/DSC06415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is been awhile since i last wrote here, i guess time has come for me to blog again. There is so much to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time i wrote i had nothing in order for my wedding, no reservation, no shopping, no nothing, things changed now. I have two months left to be exact inshallah. Imagine Happymoi is getting married in 2 months, that is really too much to come into grasp with. haha. I don't know why but it doesn't seem to be digging in.  My marriage contract might be done anytime now because i have to complete my papers for our travel to the UK inshallah.  I can't say that i have started to think deeply about anything, everything is still normal at my end.  I'm excited about the new stage, but must say im also apprehensive....but nothing has gotten me ...I'm just enjoying my days and trying to do my current job to the best of my ability before im due to leave it for travel/study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shopping is done ( well there is no such a thing as done shopping but i have compeleted all the necessary stuff with very very few things left). My shopping has been done into two stages. Stage one was in March. My mom was in UAE and she did all the major shopping for me, she even got my wedding gown:):):):) :D:D:D, my dad wanted me to go from the first stage, but mom wasnt in favour of this idea as im not a fan of shopping and i tend to slow things and she wanted to be able to do things fast. So in the first stage of shopping i wasnt there. During April, i took sometime off work and headed to UAE to finish off the shopping and i did lots of shopping, and i gave my mom such a hard time by wanting to rest every few steps i take. I don't like shopping, that is me and there is nothing to change it. So it was very very hard for me to get the rest of my shopping done, and although at the start of the day im fresh and i enjoy the few steps i take, but sooner than the word soon itself i get sick of shopping, and just want to set in a cafe, or set in any chair i locate- most of my time was spent scanning for chairs &lt;3.&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still dont get where Libyans got the get everything from scratch, and do lots of shopping (do malls/shopping centers) disappear once one gets married? i can understand in the old days how it was, bs now you are married today, tmw you can go to the mall if you want to.  So i think its silly, and the rules of how to dress up and what not, i also dont get and most likely will stay away from for as long as i can - lol knowing how hard it is, and how hard many will nag over my head :S:S:S starting from dark makeup ( which i totaly disagree with) to highheels and whatever else.....It may be interesting to read, but hard to do.  I can't live with do this do that do this do that...will try my best to accomadate but cant over do it.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that shopping should be very basic, and then it could be done gradually over a period of time. Bs what can i do, it is done and that is how things are at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wedding invitation cards- so far i'm not planning on doing them, i'm going to opt for phone calls instead. My friends are scattered everywhere and i'd need to hire a driver to deliver them, so im saving my self the hassel of that and just going to phone my friends as time gets closer inshallah...and im not doing a picture slide show either, i gave it a thought but felt that it is not necessary......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? I can't think of anything at the moment. Any thoughts? sugesstions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-587699598039262091?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/587699598039262091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=587699598039262091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/587699598039262091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/587699598039262091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-talkand-latest.html' title='Wedding talk....and latest.'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S9sbZyhcXzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/w5cwq5KtJzg/s72-c/DSC06415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-5011076826107093705</id><published>2010-01-30T12:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:24:33.528+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Date Set :) Uni - Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S2QRzwuV8TI/AAAAAAAAAPM/q9SQqXyYVPI/s1600-h/311923-8-1258137261814_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432486631465939250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S2QRzwuV8TI/AAAAAAAAAPM/q9SQqXyYVPI/s400/311923-8-1258137261814_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the year 2010. I hope this year will be great for everyone. I havent wrriten on my blog for awhile now. I have been using facebook more often than any other website. Then, my usage of facebook has gotten less as well. It is all because of work. I spend all the work day infront of a computer screen, and so i get tired of it. By the time i get home, i just want to rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toward the end of the year 2009, my wedding date has been set. Inshallah it will be on July 8th,2010.  This means i have five more months to go until the big day. As excited as im i feel apprehensive &amp;amp; worried. This is only normal- i guess. I havent started on anything. Everyone seems to be rushing about. My friend whose wedding is one week after me has gotten her wedding gown, while i havent even started looking. I havent made any arrangements. My fiance reserved the hall for the Libyan Ma7der, but i havent done anything. My wedding will be held at our residnece- mostlikely. So only reservations for tables/chaires/decorations ect is necessary. I havent started thinking serioulsy about it. My mom made her guest list, i did too. She wants me to minimize my guest list, but i keep saying - mom its my wedding remember...lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets see what happens, only time will tell. So far i have been so calm as if my wedding isnt yet set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my wedding inshallah, ill be moving to the UK - Southampton, to do my masters at Southampton university. I did get accpeted to Glasgow, Manchester, and Northumbria but i made a decison to go to southampton because it is closer to London. It has a fine weather (compared to other areas in the UK). Most people i met want me to go to the London School of Economics. I did accept the offer from southampton. I hope i made the right choice:S:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-5011076826107093705?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5011076826107093705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5011076826107093705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5011076826107093705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5011076826107093705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2010/01/wedding-date-set-uni-update.html' title='Wedding Date Set :) Uni - Update!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/S2QRzwuV8TI/AAAAAAAAAPM/q9SQqXyYVPI/s72-c/311923-8-1258137261814_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7261185233727333303</id><published>2009-09-28T00:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:49:36.111+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Date &amp; PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Sr_j_MOxoOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/C2q48a65u08/s1600-h/4733_89108249141_622109141_1969879_2106823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386274354112864482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Sr_j_MOxoOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/C2q48a65u08/s400/4733_89108249141_622109141_1969879_2106823_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know the best way to start this entry. Bare with me my lack of creativety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking lots lately. I needed someone to talk to, but i finally realized that everyone has enough of their own matters to deal with so i thought what better way than just to spell my guts here. To many of you i'm not just a blogger who has a name that is vague. Instead im blogger that you have a real name attached to it. With this in mind, im going to still be frank.  I'm not 100% sure if anyone will be reading this. In all cases. Here is my rant- my real feelings- everything put into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happily engaged. My fiance has been nothing but a wonderful person. I'm not here to brag, what matters to me is that i'm comfortable and happy to have him by my side. I have been engaged for two years and this is the start of our third year el7damdala. Now long engagements dont seem to be taken very well by the Libyan community. I personally dont see it the same way. But being part of this community im being annoyed all the time by their endless questions of when is the wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rumor has it that my wedding is going to take place in December, another has it it will be in Janurary, and just few days ago someone told me "we heard your wedding is on Janurary" and another told me " ahu em3ash mazal leen enjo en3awlo fe 3ersek shino shahreen wala tala tanyat".its tehse twisted ways that i hate....well let me tell you something- they know that im applying to unis and that im doing my scholarship papers, i have said it before to everyone that i want to have everything ready by Jan- so they make a note of that and start putting dates for my wedding...acting as if they heard something so i would tell them if there is anything- well reality is there is NOTHING decided yet.....i dont know how to make anyone understand that my wedding date has not been decided i dont know when it will take place...i dont know if it is going to be soon or not....we havent set a date. Yes i have a scholarship. Yes i'm in the process of doing my papers.. Yes i'm hoping that my papers will be ready by Janurary. Yes my wedding will be decided according to my university studies. But so far i dont have everything completed. When will everyone understand that having a date for my wedding isnt a shameful thing for me to hide it...the mintue it is decided i will broadcast it.  What part of it is a happy occasion dont people understand. Plus what good would it do if they found out when it is? I dont get annoyed when people ask me when is my wedding, but i do get annoyed when they asked it in their stupied- twisted way. They act as if they know something. I'm not like them. Imagine even my mom's travels are taken as a her mom is doing her "ebtat" shopping for her. For God's sake i havent bought a thing for my wedding. I havent even thought about anything. I just want everyone to leave me alone. They are stressing me out. I have enough to think about already. I don't need this right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They either nag about how long will i be engaged for before i get married...or make sure they annoy me by when is my wedding...and the same ppl are doing the same thing to my fiance, asking him continiously as if they are on a mission to get us. My new answer now is " you never know it could be anytime from this week to any day that follows". What can i do? They think im lie- ing to them. So i might as well add to their dizzness. Imagine they come to my sister and say your sister wrote on facebook that her wedding is on so and so.....imagine?!! hellooooooooooo if im planning on not sharing the date would i write on facebook when it is????im not stupied...ahhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mintue my wedding date is set, be sure it will be my status on facebook and i will have an entry here as well. For now pray that everything works for me. Pray that people would let me live my life and stop acting in such stupied ways. I have had enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7261185233727333303?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7261185233727333303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7261185233727333303' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7261185233727333303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7261185233727333303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-date-people.html' title='Wedding Date &amp; PEOPLE'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Sr_j_MOxoOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/C2q48a65u08/s72-c/4733_89108249141_622109141_1969879_2106823_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7429947654617998396</id><published>2009-08-27T22:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:24:54.511+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacket Potato..Ramadan..Sleeping..Documents...bla bla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Spb0M-t9spI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EdHx9EbGO0U/s1600-h/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374751709144658578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Spb0M-t9spI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EdHx9EbGO0U/s400/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadan Kareem everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been wanting to update my blog for such a long time, but havent taken any serious steps. Today, however, i decided to do what i havent done for quiet sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been working as a trainee at this company. It has been going well. On July i went to the UK for a training course at Trowers &amp;amp; Halmin. It was a good experience. Everytime i go to the UK i seem to enjoy it, even though, the times i end up there its usually for training/intersnip and not for lesiure. The training course went very well, and i learnt lots about NDAs, MOUs,Oil &amp;amp;Gas, Aircraft laws,Funds, Islamic Finance,real estate..it was intensive but worth it. I always have my fun ways to turn my work/training trips into a fun filled adventure. I enjoyed the training course, and got to go on a walking tour around london, got on the London Eye this time;) and went to too many lebanese restaurants. I love lebanese food. My only regert however, is that this time around i havent gotten a chance to go to the spaghetti house!  i loved selver ridge icecream- yummmyyyyyyyyyyy. I remember last time i went to the UK during 2007, my food experience was horribly horrible for the most part...until i learned where to go. This time i made sure my food experience was as it should be. I had the courage to try for the first time British Jacket Potato with butter, and cheese toppings. It was yummy beyond belief. I'm carving it lately bas no such a thing exists in my beloved land.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Ramadan schedule have been like this: work then go back home &amp;amp; sleep. That basically sums it up. I went once to my grandma from my mom's side to break my fast. But that was it. The sleeping habibt of mine is turing into an issue. I mean i just fall asleep. I sleep until magrib or few mintues before it or abit after. I don't know i wasnt like that on previous Ramadans. I mean yes i slept alittle more than my usual hours but not to the point of sleeping until the actual adan. But then its my first Ramadan working. Since i returned to Libya, my Ramadans were always off. My law school never started until Ramadan was over and so i was always home during the month. Not sure if my sleep has to do with this change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In terms of my scholarship, i have finally decided to apply to the university of glasgow. I gathered all my documents- FINALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY and i started an online application, but just need to upload the documents and submit it. Please everyone make duaa that things work out. It is about time. Gathering my documents was sooooo toughhhhhhhh so im pleased that finally i have them. I scanned them all and they lay happily on my desktop:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7429947654617998396?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7429947654617998396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7429947654617998396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7429947654617998396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7429947654617998396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/08/jacket-potatoramadansleepingdocumentsbl.html' title='Jacket Potato..Ramadan..Sleeping..Documents...bla bla'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Spb0M-t9spI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EdHx9EbGO0U/s72-c/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7439537239234776433</id><published>2009-06-18T22:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:18:41.637+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happymoi's latest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjqqA1k9XHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HSLW8iaIE2E/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348774438814702706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjqqA1k9XHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HSLW8iaIE2E/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El7amdala. Everything is going well for me so far. Wednesday was absoultly wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My♥ ♥  grandma ♥ ♥ has been out of the hospital for 3 days now. I have been there on Tuesday, and Wednesday.. I'm glad my grandmother is doing well. I didnt go today. I would love to see my grandma everyday but i just can't handle the amount of people coming in and out, in and out. I don't enjoy being around such environment for so long. I get sick of the routine of non stop visitors. I'm a very sociable person, but i like balance in everything. 'Don't over do something' -&gt; that is me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still working on my papers, there is alot of progress el7amdala. So i do hope that my paper work gets done soon. For now i'll keep working on them (more like running after everyone). Pray that my papers get done soon, or at least most of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I applied for traning at LIA in the legal department, i went and saw everyone, and now im waiting for them to let me know when they'd like me to come. I'm still waiting though. At the same time, i have handed in my file for the TA. I just have to do the blood test (normal routine when getting a job) and the testomoney (that i dont work anywhere else kind of paper) . So in addition to my scholarship related papers and i have these two papers to deal with. But they arent hard to get.  &lt;thank&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all worked well, it will be 5-6 months before i leave to the US for my masters. I just want to get some work experience before i travel, and im ok with working even if not paid.My focus now is on building my skills- not on getting paid. Your duaa is much needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5652421304822127735-7439537239234776433?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7439537239234776433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7439537239234776433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7439537239234776433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7439537239234776433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/happymois-latest.html' title='Happymoi&apos;s latest.'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjqqA1k9XHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HSLW8iaIE2E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4460460504195876423</id><published>2009-06-11T18:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:10:52.572+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just school related bllllllaaaaaaaaahs;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjE4EMlHpII/AAAAAAAAAOk/DNj4H7BS7K4/s1600-h/flower+red+n+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346115877413037186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjE4EMlHpII/AAAAAAAAAOk/DNj4H7BS7K4/s400/flower+red+n+card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, i was shown on TV. I was giving the speech, but it was muted, and the channel had a person speaking about the event while showing my pictures. I didnt see it though, memebers of my extended family did. I was told it would be at 11pm, and when i didnt find it exactly on the time mentioned i just left the room to run few errands. So after i left, my uncles,cousins and dad told me that i was on TV. My lack of patience ahhhh!! lol...well i just didnt feel like waiting, and i was like oh well i was there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life has been going alright lately. I'm very happy that i have dropped out of the masters program here. It was hectic for me. I wasnt comfortable with some of the professors, and it was so hard getting resources as our university lacks good libararies. My parents were telling me that i would put my self in a tough position as i wont find material to do my research etc...but being hard minded if i may say, i had to enrol. I found out that they were right. I made the descion of dropping out after the scholarship became official. So i hope things do work out. The plan is to go in Jan2010 if i got accepted. So inshallah khair. I don't know what is in store for me. I sure pray that i will get to study abroad. I really want to get my masters done. I do love school. I love learning in general. I know it is not always easy, and sometimes i do wish i was free to do other things, but at the end, school means alot to me. So yes i want to do my masters. Yes i want if life allows me to do my Phd too.  Pray for me everyone. I guess i have lots set up for myself and the happiest moment for me would be when i achieve those goals. Stay tunned;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4460460504195876423?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4460460504195876423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4460460504195876423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4460460504195876423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4460460504195876423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-school-related-bllllllaaaaaaaaahs.html' title='Just school related bllllllaaaaaaaaahs;)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SjE4EMlHpII/AAAAAAAAAOk/DNj4H7BS7K4/s72-c/flower+red+n+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2537725527587078798</id><published>2009-06-10T16:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:47:16.272+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be on TV tonight =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si_HH7myxMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a-i2ydP-Tp8/s1600-h/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345710221785482434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si_HH7myxMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a-i2ydP-Tp8/s400/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my graduation ceremoney. A year ago was my actual graduation date. I'm a grad of 2008. Our law school didnt have a graduation ceremoney for so long. Our graduation marks the 20th year that our law school has been in session.  So yay for us!!! =D =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to know who happymoi is, check the lebeya channel الليبية at 11pm. =) =) If my speech was shown, let me know what you think...it was done in a hurry because i was notified the evening before.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the record, my dad, my uncle S, my bro, my cousin T, my fiance, and my sister were present at the ceremoney. Mom couldnt make it because she is with my grandmother at the hospital. She did phone though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good step, law school! I wished it was done the same year, but i think it is a step in the right direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2537725527587078798?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2537725527587078798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2537725527587078798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2537725527587078798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2537725527587078798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-be-on-tv-tonight.html' title='I&apos;ll be on TV tonight =)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si_HH7myxMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a-i2ydP-Tp8/s72-c/s637350283_5716716_3976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4002594357472737226</id><published>2009-06-09T19:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:28:25.579+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last mintue notification- IM GIVING A SPEECH ON THE CEREMONEY!!!!</title><content type='html'>A year after my actual graduation, my university is holding a graduation ceremoney. Few days ago i was notified of its date, and few mintues ago i was notified that i would be giving a speech!!! Well because i will be representing my fellow law schoolers. So last mintue!!! My friend suggested a word for me, and i'm looking at it. If it was in English i would have easily written it. It comes to me so naturally. But in Arabic, it requires so much thinking. The Arabic language is so beautiful. There are lots of choices, lots of unique words, lots of expressions, and sooooooooo much grammar:S:S:S:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i to doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?!!!!! Whats the best way to start a speech...is it advised that i take the not sooo traditional root? OMG what am i going to do. I dont want to look so foolish.....arghhhhhhhh! Stay toned to see me on TV :S:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not readyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4002594357472737226?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4002594357472737226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4002594357472737226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4002594357472737226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4002594357472737226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-mintue-notification-im-giving.html' title='Last mintue notification- IM GIVING A SPEECH ON THE CEREMONEY!!!!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-7953897094153607103</id><published>2009-06-08T23:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:06:08.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One mind, Two mindes- your thoughts?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si2J1MMrL-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xzc5E2onL2I/s1600-h/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345079879659106274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si2J1MMrL-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xzc5E2onL2I/s400/flower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have always done things the way i wanted them. My parents are very open minded. I know where the red lines lay, and so i have had the freedom to make choices, and decisions about everything. My parents would put up the advice, and its in my hand to make the final choice. They have done the right thing, and although many times i have wished that someone else would make the decision for me, but i have grown up with knoweldge of how tough it is to make a decision, and how to make a decision regardless of how tough it may be.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final decision was always mine, and mine alone. Now i'm not alone anymore. Anything that comes up has to discussed and decided with two minds. Mine, and that of my fiance. It is so harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd. It takes so much effort to get to the point of making a decision. So was it right that i have had this freedom to make decisions from the time i was old enough? or was it a good step, meaning you start by knowing how hard it is to make a decision, then after getting used to that you learn how two can come up with a decision with both interests in mind? I have to be convinced to agree, i cant just agree. My brain wont process. So if you dont convince me, dont even bother thinking i would take your stand. That is making it so hard for me. Because sometimes i just never get convinced, and the decsion process becomes tougher than it already is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any thoughts? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much are you willing to let go for the sake of those you love? where should you draw the line? How can you not loose your asprirations, your dreams,your goals and at the same time not loose your love? Do you ever have to make the choice between your love, and your goals? What if both are of the same importance?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waiting for your comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7953897094153607103?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7953897094153607103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7953897094153607103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7953897094153607103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7953897094153607103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-mind-two-mindes-your-thoughts.html' title='One mind, Two mindes- your thoughts?!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Si2J1MMrL-I/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xzc5E2onL2I/s72-c/flower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7182050096788099209</id><published>2009-06-07T17:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:48:25.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved grandma undergoing a surgery right now:S:S</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this and my grandma is in the hopsital. She is undergoing a surgery at this moment. Many of you would think how senseless of me to set and right at this point in time. Well the answer is, i feel so scared. It was all a sudden thing. I was at my university doing my papers all of this morning. Then, i got back home to find my mom in tears. Dad wasnt back from his trip at the time of my arrival. My legs were shivering at the sight of my mom. The Libyan way is the whole truth of the situation is never told. So everytime something happens, i dont trust what i hear. I always feel that things are bigger than they sound. My mom was told that my grandmother will undergo surgery tomorrow. My sister and i told mom that we have a feeling it is today and that her bro didnt tell her just so she wont get worried. Right we were. It is today. It is right now as im typying this letter. Dad arrived, and we were all in tears when we first saw him, so we havent dealt right with the situation, i had to hold a grip and say that everything is alright, and that my grandma is fine. It is just that her leg hurted her abit and so shes undergoing surgery for it. We should have been stronger. It is not right the way we welcomed dad, but im sure he understands. Now dad and my bro went to the hopsital. They didnt take me with them. I want to go too. I don't feel ok at the moment. As i said i feel soooooooo scared. No one would understand. I just want to go see her. My fiance is there too. I just messgaged him and asked him to contact me right away when my grandma is out of the surgery room. If anyone reads this please please please pray for her. Pray that everything goes smoothly and that she will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7182050096788099209?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7182050096788099209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7182050096788099209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7182050096788099209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7182050096788099209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-beloved-grandma-undergoing-surgery.html' title='My beloved grandma undergoing a surgery right now:S:S'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-1620128539505618798</id><published>2009-06-06T13:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:56:36.844+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time, swimming time (muscle cramps:S:S)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SipTzhgQj3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5ra5Vr5Yop8/s1600-h/800px-Backyardpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344176052460621682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SipTzhgQj3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5ra5Vr5Yop8/s400/800px-Backyardpool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is getting warmer and warmer each day. This could only mean one thing; the time has come to jump in the pool. We have a swimming pool at our farm, and for the past two weeks we have been going for a swim on Fridays. I love to swim. I especially love to swim when the sun is still shinning. My cousins tend to avoid swimming during duhr time just out of fear they would get dark. They say 'we have weddings coming up, we should swim around 5pm or so' . The things is, i dont really care. Even if i was the bride i wouldnt care. For me, the most important thing is that i have a good time. So this past friday, it was only me and my little cousins in the pool. The rest were under a shade watching from distance. So i had a good time. I have one issue, i get muscle cramps while swimming all the time. It happend to me in Canada, and it is happening to me here! In Canada, i wasnt so scared of it because there was always a life gurad and whenever it occurs i have been rescued out and given oxygen and all that is necessary. Here though, we dont have a life gurad, it is not a public pool so yeah. This Friday i didnt get any muscle cramps because what i did was swim for one round, rest for few mintues, then do another round. Then rest. Then walk around the water, then swim for another round.I'm not a perfect swimer, but i'm ok. I dont know all the ways. Unlike my mom, she is a perfect swimer. She just lots abit of her speed due to her lack of practice.  Anyways, after 20 mintues or so of being at the pool i got out of the pool because i thought i better get out before my muscles cramp. They did the Friday before this (after 20 mintues of swim time to be exact). It was me and my two cousins swimming, i was teaching my cousin this easy way of swimming but after reapting the way for few times my muscles cramped. The good news was, that both of my cousins were around me, and we werent in the deep end. So one held my foot and stablized it so it wont move, and the other pulled me from my hand until i got to build in seats at the babies end. I sat crying the pain out. But at least i was safe. So did any of you ever experiences muscle cramps? for me, it happens all the time, and it is painfullllllllllllllll. It is very painful. I would drawn so easily even at the shallow water. My height is 1.70 i could stand rasing my toes a little at the end of the pool and be able to breath easily (that works if i got tired from swimming) but if my muscle cramps occurs i would drawn period. What should i do? anyone knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-1620128539505618798?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1620128539505618798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1620128539505618798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1620128539505618798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1620128539505618798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time-swimming-time-muscle.html' title='Summer time, swimming time (muscle cramps:S:S)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SipTzhgQj3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/5ra5Vr5Yop8/s72-c/800px-Backyardpool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7458567782716678879</id><published>2009-06-02T21:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:30:30.385+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It is been 4 months!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SiWEJXUmepI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mFOfKz5TIrA/s1600-h/249-the-spirit-of-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342821829359073938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SiWEJXUmepI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mFOfKz5TIrA/s400/249-the-spirit-of-love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been away for four months. I have finally decided to blog again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are lots of things i want to say. I have been up to lots. But everything revloves around the same stuff i used to write about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have my law school degree. I'm in the process of being appointed at my university as a TA (Tutor Assitant) or mo3eda as is called in the Arabic language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since my graduation, i havent worked. The reason was i enrolled in a masters program here, but now i dropped out of the program because i have a scholarship to study abroad and it is finally being processed- el7amdala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had two scholarships, but finally decided to go with the Higher Education Commitee in Libya's Scholarship. It is better for me. As i plan to become a professor at my university inshallah. This works for me. I can't just do company work for the rest of my life. Company work is time consuming, and wont work for me in the long run. For me the long run is what matters. I want something i could really do. I know im very ambtious, and nothing seems enough but i dont want to make my life impossible. I want to fullfil my ambtions and at the same time not scarfice the happiness of those i love. I could choose to be workholic, i have lots of offers. But i opt for a balanced life style. It matters in the future when my fiance and i get married inshallah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to what i was saying, the scholarship requires endless paper work. I have started, but im yet to reach the ending point. When i was just relived that im done getting the singatures from my professors for the refernce letters i need for the university i plan to attend, the dean tells me i cant have them in an offcial univeristy paper and that i'd have to ask my professors to switich them to white paper. It is only then that he would stamp them for me! So now i have to run like a headless chicken and try to locate all my professors again. That is a tough job, no one abroad would understand its toughness!!! Then my transcripts and my rank paper. OH boy..i went to get them, and after 3 months of them taking their time to retype them ,stamp them, sign them, i found that they are messed up. My grades were wrong, the typer was just no precise, and mixed up everything. I tried to keep myself calm when in reality i wanted to scream and cry. It is been so long, and the end result is this????? so i went to this nice employee and asked her to get my orginal grades out from the files stacks, and she did that and was shockecd how wrong it was. So now im waiting for my transcripts wa inshallah this time around their wont be any errors. My rank paper had a mistake in the percentage as well. So i'm back to point zero with my papers. It really makes me want to cry!!! If only the admission offices at the universities abroad understand how it is such a hassel to get anything here!!! I mean they keep asking for 2-3 transcripts 2-3 references, i dont blame them. But really we work our heads off just to take those papers. So the wait continues!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then came the decision of the country. First it was the UK. It suits me well. Its programs suits me well. But the higher education commitee decided to log the UK off. They made certain things tougher over there and so for now the UK is not on the list of countries in the scholarship list. So then, i decided on the USA. My homeland! So i have to apply there inshallah. I will apply to the UK as well and see what happens. Decisions in Libya are never final so the UK could open up. For now i have located a university that im interested in. I will do the academic English first, then enrol in the LLM program. That way i would have time to adjust to the routine of my former lifestyle and at the same time revise and get ready for the LLM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If things worked out, and i got accepted. My fiance and i will tie the knot:D:D:D:D. So everyone pray for me that everything works out. Any advise, feel free to shout it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have lots more to talk about, but for now i just wanted to get that out of my system. Hope you are all doing great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do miss you all tons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7458567782716678879?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7458567782716678879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7458567782716678879' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7458567782716678879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7458567782716678879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-been-4-months.html' title='It is been 4 months!!!!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SiWEJXUmepI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mFOfKz5TIrA/s72-c/249-the-spirit-of-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6457257002331928161</id><published>2009-01-15T18:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:26:50.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaza, i feel sorrow for what the innocent civilians are going through:(:(</title><content type='html'>It is 2009. It is been 2 weeks into this new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not really done much. I have watched more news than i can handle. I feel sorry for all the innocent civilians in Gaza. Feeling sorry isnt enough i know,what are the right words to say? None. Period. I cant say i know what they are going through beacuse what they are going through is more than the worest situation i have been put on. So who am i to say words like i understand?!!! I'm not in a position to say such words. I just dont qualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for them and they are in my thoughts all the time. When it comes to food ;everytime i eat something i feel so guilty because they are straving while im sitting at the comfort of my home safe, &amp;amp; sound. My heart is torn everytime i think about the suffering of the innocent civilians in Gaza . I feel guilty for carrying a normal routine, but Allah -God- knows too well how i feel deep inside. I do not feel happy at all. I cannot stop watching the news, hoping that maybe maybe there will be some breaking news about thing becoming better over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a diary for a Gazan named Mohammed Ali, describing the situation over there, and how horrific what they are going through, how everynight when he heads to sleep he says to his wife, good night my lover, see you in heavan....his words echo on my mind, and has been echoing all day today. I wish for the innocent civilians of Gaza to have peace, to have a normal life like everyone else in this planet. I say to Mohammed Ali, that even though we are living worlds apart but our hearts are torn about the situation in Gaza. Yes you, your family, and every Gazan deserve to have a normal-safe-secure life like everyone else. Keep your hope alife and i hope you earn the British council's scholarship - Keep Mohammed Ali's hope alife British Council, give him a chance to have a peace of mind, and the walk around the park he longed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every human has the right to live in saftey and security. I shall blog again about me, but not right now, as this entry is devoted to the innocent civilians in Gaza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6457257002331928161?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6457257002331928161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6457257002331928161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6457257002331928161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6457257002331928161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaza-i-feel-sorrow-for-what-innocent.html' title='Gaza, i feel sorrow for what the innocent civilians are going through:(:('/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-332323774978735688</id><published>2008-09-19T22:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:05:20.878+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy,my parents,road exam,a mini mall in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>My deepest Sympathy&lt;br /&gt;-To my dear blogger Ibee, im very sorry for your loss. I must say, that your mother seems like a wonderful person. I'm glad your relationship with her is great. I ask you to be pateint through this tough time. Take good care of yourself and be there for your family. I know im late but i havent had a chance to browse around the blogs, and i just did so today. So please accept my deepest sympaties.  Hugs.-&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Missing my parents&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is close to being over...&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going alright at my end...though i miss my parents sooooo badly. So far no chance of them coming the first two days of Eid and that is making me soooooo upset. I cant stand spending Eid without my parents. I remember last time when dad was away no one bothered to wake me up in the morning and i missed all the morning fun:(:( plus when my parents arent around i cant feel the joy of Eid. I hope that somehow a mircal happens and that they get two seats and come...i really really miss them and everytime i remember they wont be here for Eid i feel sooooo saddddd.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Passing the Drivers Road Test&lt;br /&gt;I did my drivers exam and passed on the 6th of September. Now i have to take my papers to get my license, and im waiting for my friend to announce the day shes going to take her papers so we could go together. I'm glad this step is done and over with-the exam step. My plan now is to go on training again to get used to roads and the car. That i'll start doing as soon as i get my license in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Eid Shopping&lt;br /&gt;I really hate shopping. I have only gone out shopping 3 times ( twice with my cousins, and once with my aunt) and i was only able to get a blouse. The thing is i have decided that i wont be going to shop again anytime soon. My mom will be sending me an outfit from abroad for the first day of Eid. The second day of Eid i got a nice blouse from my shopping trips. The rest of my shopping my sister will do for me. I really cant stand going out and shopping. I dont like the crowd, and i found nothing worth going out for. Oh i must mention that a mini-mall opened in Libya. Called Al Mahari Mall. And it even has paryer areas for ladies/men. It has H&amp;amp;M, United Colours, nafnaf, Sanayra, Al Khaye7', Traeesh for shoes &amp;amp; bags...umm what else?!!Grocries and Sweets, Al shajara food court, Chicken Cottage food court, umm i know i havent mentioned everything but it is a good step toward improving the shopping experience.  So lets see what becomes of this mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about the latest. Talk to you all laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-332323774978735688?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/332323774978735688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=332323774978735688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/332323774978735688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/332323774978735688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/09/sympathymy-parentsroad-exama-mini-mall.html' title='Sympathy,my parents,road exam,a mini mall in Tripoli'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-4124518858347342929</id><published>2008-09-04T15:27:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:45:35.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan Mubarak, France, Fadan, and my CPU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SL_lk83aeVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4pU7fNkRrnM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242160914259147090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SL_lk83aeVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4pU7fNkRrnM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadan Kareem Everyone&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots has been going on since my last post&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to go to France for a simi family vacation. I said simi cuz it was only my brother, me and my two youngest siblings&gt; It was a very very nice vacation. I got to go to Disneyland, Le Leouvre Muesum, Shanza-lazi street (sp?), passed by the Effiel Tower, and i ended my Trip at Nice. A city most famous for its awesome weather. I found it lots different than Paris. Paris has such an unexpected weather, so in one day four seasons occur. Overall i had such an awesome time. I'm glad that after i lost hope of a vacation that one knocked at my door:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More news: I had my fadan upon my return from France. For those who dont know what a fadan is, it is an all men's dinner where the engagment announcment is made. Yes its official Happymoi is engaged to an awesome guy :D:D The thing is i have been engaged " word" kind of thing since May,2007. But didnt want to post it up until the fadan and now that it has taken place i decided its about time that i make a mention of such an important-joyous- event&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have to do my drivers licnese. The thing is i was supposed to do it the week i left for France. And i chose France over the test as i knew i can always do it&gt; plus i was so in need of that time off&gt; as for my school papers the plan is to start here until i get myself organized and could go abroad - lets hope things work out inshallah&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for my absence, but it has been busy and on top of all that my CPU has gotten messed up so i cant use our PC at home and for some reason my sis's laptop wont connect to the net. Well that is about it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well at your end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for your Ramadan wishes&gt; same back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4124518858347342929?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4124518858347342929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4124518858347342929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4124518858347342929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4124518858347342929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadan-mubarak-france-fadan-and-my-cpu.html' title='Ramadan Mubarak, France, Fadan, and my CPU'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SL_lk83aeVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4pU7fNkRrnM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-5357364046847482397</id><published>2008-08-18T15:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:48:40.875+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a good university abroad- help me</title><content type='html'>omg omg omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm soooooooo angry at how slow everything is, it takes a century to figure out what papers you need, then 2-3 centuries to figure out how to get them, then a life time to get them, i have been running after my papers ever since i recieved my results....and life is been soooooooooooooo busy, yet so little has been accomplised, to the point that my vacation was canceled:(:( no vacation for me this summer or so it seems:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i completed all the papers i need to register at the Lawyers undertraning office-Alhamdullah,&lt;br /&gt;compeleted my papers to apply for masters degree,&lt;br /&gt;i still have to do my TA papers,&lt;br /&gt;my drivers license-road test soon inshallah,&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to my cousin's house, she had her first baby (a boy) after about 8 years of waiting, mashallah,&lt;br /&gt;i also have to go to my uncle's house,cuz his wife has a surgery,&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to uni to get another official copy of my law degree,&lt;br /&gt;i have to start searching for good law schools abroad to do an LL.M any ideas??please please help me&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my plan is: im going to start doing my masters here, while working -under traning at a law office, then if all my papers were ready and circumstances were right im gona stop everything here and go do my masters abroad, if not, then will continue here&gt; so its just to be on the save side that im gonna start here&gt; I need good uni names preferably in the US but wouldnt mind just let me know if  any of you know anything&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is sooooooooo hot in here, it makes me doesnt wanna leave the house, how will i ever surive Ramadan if i had to leave the house, in the mention of Ramadan-- wish you all have a happpppppppppppy Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry im writing all over the placeeeeeeeee, but just wanted to spell it out! been thinking tooooooooo much....sigh! ed3uli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-5357364046847482397?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5357364046847482397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5357364046847482397' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5357364046847482397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5357364046847482397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-good-university-abroad-help-me.html' title='I need a good university abroad- help me'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3908437461681856803</id><published>2008-07-22T14:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:18:36.399+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Law School- its time for the word: MABROOK</title><content type='html'>I want to share with all of you my joy and my family's joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done law schoollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll:) It is such a happy time for me, and for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is now away (UK) for his grad ceremenoy as well. SO for the family its times TWO:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrilled and over joyed&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish is that my friends who didnt pass will pass during the door-tani so we could celebrate together. Right now, i can only hold family zardaz, as my party wont be complete unless my friends were happy along with me. Pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-3908437461681856803?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3908437461681856803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3908437461681856803' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3908437461681856803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3908437461681856803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/07/done-law-school-its-time-for-word.html' title='Done Law School- its time for the word: MABROOK'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7468325224784818248</id><published>2008-07-17T12:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:01:22.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My desired destination is.............</title><content type='html'>My name is Happymoi,&lt;br /&gt;and i need a vacationnnnnnnnnnnnnnn(*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Egypt so badly. It is my desired destination right now.&lt;br /&gt;You might wonder, have i ever been there?  and why i want to go so badly?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have been there twice, once i was a sixth grader and it was a tranist stop (stayed for a night or two). Another time was in 2005 (for 3 days) for my friend's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;The year 2008 inshallah would be my third inshallah inshallah..&lt;br /&gt; i really have to go for my very very very close friend's wedding. I was supposed to go there  this summer and stay for two months(july et aug), then all of a sudden plans changed,without my consent:(:(&lt;br /&gt;Now all i want is to go for a 3-4 days(see im sacrficing here). All i want to do is attend the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I know i would be so sad if i didnt go. Its my very very very (billion very) close friend. I need company, i cant go alone.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my bro to take the trip with me. I tried telling him: you will get to be at the wedding bro, you are invited too...i told him that we could leave after work on wednesday so he wont lose the day..it would only be thursday off work, friday is the libyan weekend, and saturday he could take off work or we could go back on friday..all i want is to be there on Thursday...am i asking for too much?!! (just two days off work max) i even offored compensation as soon as i start working lol...now if my very nice brother said yes, i'd have to talk to my parents and get their yes too, dad would say: im too busy to tag along if you convince someone to go with you-i.e ur bro i dont mind! or so i think his words would be....&lt;br /&gt; if my bro said no i'd be soooo disappointed and i'd have to try convincing dad to go with me...i'd say: dad only for 3 days plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;after that it would be my sis...im going to try every possible way, cuz i really really really really want to go...&lt;br /&gt;Just needed to let that out.&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for my results, my friend said they are expected today,, so here im waiting and thinking about Egypt, and how nice it would be if i end up going...I miss my friend. Havent seen her since 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S tried to load a pic but it aint working..a symbol of Egypt==Pyrmids:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7468325224784818248?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7468325224784818248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7468325224784818248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7468325224784818248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7468325224784818248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-desired-destination-is.html' title='My desired destination is.............'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-7127835411896614787</id><published>2008-07-01T18:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:21:54.118+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried/ Scared</title><content type='html'>I'm putting my life on hold for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my results. I'm worried beyoned belief.  I know i worry 100% of time if not 200%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, along with being worried, im scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope things work out in the end. I dont know how long i can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed3oli- Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7127835411896614787?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7127835411896614787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7127835411896614787' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7127835411896614787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7127835411896614787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/07/worried-scared.html' title='Worried/ Scared'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-648736789583401168</id><published>2008-05-19T19:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:25.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent : Happymoi found after BLOG COMA:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SDHAfxKU2YI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wZ3FKW9iuBM/s1600-h/th_future_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202150696594758018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="100" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SDHAfxKU2YI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wZ3FKW9iuBM/s400/th_future_thumb.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I havent been away from my blog this long before!! I know that!!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if it was writters block or im not blogging on purpose!! I can't say i dont have time, what i can say is that i havent made time to set and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing well. Life is been going well for me. Right now, is that stressful time of the year....im six days away from my first final exam....its my last year of law school and no matter how much i say im stressed im downplaying it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two sides within me: one saying dont worry!!! the other saying : you have every reason to worry...and im ...closer to the latter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finals from May25th until June15. I really cant wait until its 3:30pm June15. That would be a day to remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say that im alife and well, although stressed but doing fine!! I have been reading some of your blogs ...and i miss you all tons! will be back inshallah soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Akak: Thank you for your endless support and ever lasting barakat pills =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Excuse me: Off topic yet MAIN AND SUPER SIGNIFICANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mabroooooooooooooooooooooooook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i got a phone call from the UK ...It was my dear brother...He got 81% on his graduation project worth 30 credits...Im so proud of him!  We are all so proud of him! He has finals so make duaa for him...and dont forget to include me in too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-648736789583401168?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/648736789583401168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=648736789583401168' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/648736789583401168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/648736789583401168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgent-happymoi-found-after-blog-comap.html' title='Urgent : Happymoi found after BLOG COMA:P'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/SDHAfxKU2YI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wZ3FKW9iuBM/s72-c/th_future_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2125689193509851231</id><published>2008-03-29T11:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:25.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-4iTgs6xnI/AAAAAAAAAII/eZnx7iuBGWQ/s1600-h/picnic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183117939741214322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-4iTgs6xnI/AAAAAAAAAII/eZnx7iuBGWQ/s400/picnic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday i had a wonderful day....&lt;br /&gt;It all started with me noticing my phone flashing..it was around 7am..i opened my eyes and found FA was calling me.&lt;br /&gt;FA: Alooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Me:zzzzzzz *aloooo* zzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;FA: Wake up we are going&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;FA: Didnt you wanna go&lt;br /&gt;Me: (mentally) "dont wake up dont wake up dont wake up"&lt;br /&gt;I ignored my mental msg and got ready in a flash, i found my cousins(dad's side of the family) were all waiting with their beakfast baskets, i asked my sis to grab money *which we didnt use* with her and we all headed to our farm. The weather was nice in the morning, there was abit of a breeze, but we had an amazing time. Sitting by the pool, and around  the green grass was soooooo refreshing, i really wished the weather was warm enough for me to jump in the pool...at around 11am we headed home all cheery and happy...my day didnt end there, i got home tried to sleep abit, couldnt so i thought i'll get myself ready for the evening, i skipped lunch cuz i was full from breakfast and prepared myself  to head out, since my exams were over i decided to catch up with my two cousins from mom's side of the family......and boy we had lots to catch up on....&lt;br /&gt; i asked dad to drive me and my sis to my aunt's place and i found my two cousins waiting for our arrival...we sat together talked, laughed and stuffed ourself with food(cakes,chips,chocolate cookies,Kustard &amp;amp;Jelloo,Juice,Chocolates of asorted varities and cappacinoo and the list goes on)...i was telling my cousin when her dad brought us Mo'men that she shouldnt have fed us all the above stuff..cuz i was too full for my crispy chicken sandwich and decided to share one with my cousin since we were all so stuffed....it was a gr8 day alhamdullah...we ended the day by dad/mom picking us up...and stopping at a grocey store in the way...i reached home so exahusted but still managed to go online and chat with my friends...then i had my much needed peaceful sleep...i was hoping i'd go on a breakfast picnic today too, but as they say not every day is a picnic =D&lt;br /&gt;*Hope you all are having a great time*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2125689193509851231?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2125689193509851231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2125689193509851231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2125689193509851231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2125689193509851231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-day-d.html' title='What a day =D'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-4iTgs6xnI/AAAAAAAAAII/eZnx7iuBGWQ/s72-c/picnic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3712426094358810474</id><published>2008-03-25T23:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:25.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I can sleep for a week *sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-l5vgs6xmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qVJenPd9st4/s1600-h/c2c2_LALjT2qb3t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181806703405614690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-l5vgs6xmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qVJenPd9st4/s400/c2c2_LALjT2qb3t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, i wrote my last midterm. What a relief it is to be done. I can sleep for a week! I havent had a peaceful sleep since exams started, so now is my time to do so, at least until i get my grades,then the "being worried" cycle will return and my prep for finals will be underway! I really hate thinking about grades. I'm so afriad of not being top student, and that fear has accompanied me since i started law school and this year its even more so...It is just that i have been top student for 3 years now *mashallah*, and i would hate to lose it at the end so that why im stressing out. I feel no one understands me...most students talk about passing, and for me passing isnt enough, i wish it was satisfactory for me but no it isnt...if my grade isnt up to the standered i would be in a bad mood, sad and all...and all the time i ask myself why cant i be like everyone else and just chill....if you see me walking you would think i dont give a damn about school cuz of my super outgoing persona and no nerdy look... but if you are around me around exam times oh boy you would think i have nothing else in my life but exams....i feel so bitter and beaten when i dont do well,, the thing is my parents arent demanding, but im very demanding of myself... why do you think this is so?!!!! i fail to understand!!&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping i would travel, but things didnt work as planned! My parents are traveling on Sunday and leaving me behind:(:(:( ......yallah inshallah yemsho wa ejoo besalama (L) ...ed3oli, it is my last year and i really dont want to mess up! i miss you all so much! akak-your barakat pills are much needed:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-3712426094358810474?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3712426094358810474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3712426094358810474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3712426094358810474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3712426094358810474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-can-sleep-for-week-sigh.html' title='I can sleep for a week *sigh*'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R-l5vgs6xmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qVJenPd9st4/s72-c/c2c2_LALjT2qb3t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4929144524519648079</id><published>2008-02-26T20:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:25.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is RUNning OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R8RnznRlMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7qkPDoaVvOM/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171372408541884642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R8RnznRlMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7qkPDoaVvOM/s320/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alf Mabrook to my bro for  being 10 credits away from a normal BA, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and good luck on his last semester which he is doing to get a BA with Honours...Make duaa for him! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been breathing the air of books for such a long time that i think i have become a book myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i say im in need for a break from my break i would not be exagorating. I'm on a break but it doesnt feel like one. I wake up (somewhat late) and think omg omg omg i have lots to do. I usually skip breakfast. I know it is the most important meal of the day but when i first wake up i cant get myself to eat (i seriously need to work on this habbit of mine)......then lunch comes and im not in the mood for food at least not heavy food...Usually as exams get closer food becomes my enemy...i usually drink lots of chocolate milk or eat chocolate...Today, i bought ten kitkats (i only ate two so far) to substitute the lack of chocolate milk in our house!!! I cant survive long without chocolate milk it is like my best friend around exam times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think lots about the blogger's community and do check posts every now and then but havent commented because *refer to my title*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have five more days to go before my first midterm is, and im not done studying yet...i really need to be done on friday so i could have two days to revise the material. I shall see how things go. Just make duaa for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog after each exam like i usually do (need to let the stress out) hehe...I thought i owe this quick (or long) post to everyone to say that im alive:):) and to say congrats to my dear brother and thank him for sending me the candy i adore all the way from the UK :):) YUP i love candy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4929144524519648079?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4929144524519648079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4929144524519648079' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4929144524519648079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4929144524519648079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is RUNning OUT'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R8RnznRlMOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7qkPDoaVvOM/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8303780002125331894</id><published>2008-01-24T09:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:26.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy happy is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R5hOqQ_p9rI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3yj0WGwh_0g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158959861176334002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R5hOqQ_p9rI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3yj0WGwh_0g/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. It is 2008. I havent written in my blog since year 2007! Really wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. LAZY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Busy with school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Busy with this new website:www.lawoflibya.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a libyan website started with my law professor: Dr. Faiza El Basha. The fourm is in Arabic. You may have an English entry if you wish but please respect the site and its rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you all know this is my last year of law school. I'm worried about it and here is why: i feel that the material is alot lighter then last year, and somehow im finding it abit easier. I get scared when i feel that the material is easy. Well, the exams wont be easy: thats for sure. We have been getting this warning since the start of the school year. "folks, study hard, the exams wont have any direct questions" ....why do they have to scare us?!! I'm hoping i would dp well this year inshallah. I really want to get a high average. Our midterms will take place March 3rd and our holiday will Feb16...it does sound like alot of time, but when it comes to law school its never too late to prepare..and time is always short! So ed3oli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping my exams would be in Feburary because i really wanted to travel abroad to my friend's wedding. I havent even asked my parents if i could go to my friend's wedding and i was planning to soon but with the exams being in March  i have lost any chance of actually being there......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else is happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the flu. Lately i have been getting it lots. Whenever a person gets it i'm right after. I'm such a sad case. I guess my immune system is really weak! I had to stay away from school for a day. Then i got better and started going. I have been dealing with strong headaches beacuse of the flu. I have never taken that many headache pills like i did when the flu first started. Alhamdullah i'm doing much better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my brother so badly. I have tried to contact him but with no luck. He has exams now all the way in Pourtsmouth,UK. I really really miss him. I cant wait until his exams are over. I'm serious. Make duaa that he does well everyone. I have been thinking lots about him lately. I have always been but before i used to get hold of him easily now its so hard with exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents will be traveling today or i dont know when depending on when dad finsihed his must dos here. i'm gonna miss them for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also miss all of you my dear bloggers but forgive my absence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Jaraba, i havent seen it, and dont plan to anytime soon. So really i have no comment or maybe i prefer to keep it to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Gaza: my heart is really torn for the innoccent. The sick kid's images are nothing but a true sad reality of where humanity has gone. I will end with what a 14 year old girl(who is sufferng form liver faulier and her medciene is finished) form Gaza said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" i hear ten people has died and all i say to my siblings&lt;strong&gt;  i will be&lt;/strong&gt; number eleven"&lt;/span&gt; since i have seen her on TV, her image hasnt left me at all.&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/5652421304822127735-8303780002125331894?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8303780002125331894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8303780002125331894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8303780002125331894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8303780002125331894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2008/01/lazy-happy-is-back.html' title='Lazy happy is back'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R5hOqQ_p9rI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3yj0WGwh_0g/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-768064016211336296</id><published>2007-12-28T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:26.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of my life, and my new year well wishes 2 you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R3UQDkWONzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7k5vAHOqRcI/s1600-h/Ø³Ø§Ø¯.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149039402450564914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R3UQDkWONzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7k5vAHOqRcI/s320/%D8%B3%D8%A7%D8%AF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really don't know what to say about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm all alone with my siblings minus one. My brother was here for the holidays, and he just left today. My parents are away too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eid was an alright experience this year. It was much more organized, and alot neater. I don't know a thing about Eid must dos. So i really didnt do much. In fact, i missed the Eid morning salam when my uncles/cousins go to Eid prayer, also i missed the slaughter of the sheep ritual, and all that comes along with it. Dad wasnt here so no one was there to make sure i was awake, plus my cousin(who usually wakes me up on Happy occasions) was in Canada. So really i slept through the morning. What a shame!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than that, i have been going to school, with no breaks. Sad indeed. We only got 3 days for Eid. That was it. But i'm waiting for the Jan holiday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My school work has piled up, and i have made a decision that inshallah starting tomorrow i will be studying alot more seriously...no more laying off must dos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the offers, i havent really looked into the NDB offer. But i'm still following up on the Oil company offer. I'm waiting for the meeting call! So pray for me that whatever is best happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life has been great. I have been enjoying it so much alhamdullah. I have had this urge to go to Omra, its like Mecca is calling me. I never had such an urge before, so inshallah khair and i will keep it in mind. Maybe i will go after i graduate, in the summer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have missed all of you, and i have you all in mind, its just that i have been such a lazy happymoi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best wishes this coming year,  may your dreams come true, and may you have a blessed year full with good deeds and happiness on all fronts. Forgive my faluts, and remember me in your prayers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With lots of love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happymoi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-768064016211336296?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/768064016211336296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=768064016211336296' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/768064016211336296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/768064016211336296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/12/part-of-my-life-and-my-new-year-well.html' title='Part of my life, and my new year well wishes 2 you,'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R3UQDkWONzI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7k5vAHOqRcI/s72-c/%D8%B3%D8%A7%D8%AF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-838853457138616750</id><published>2007-12-12T11:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:26.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu, School,Offer,Brother,Eid,Driving...everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R1-6m_Ey6GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Yhovyf6EqGo/s1600-h/ch31_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143034478409738338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R1-6m_Ey6GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Yhovyf6EqGo/s320/ch31_L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been away from this blog since my b-day! Well lots has been going on, for one thing i got a cold, i guess its because of the change of sessons all of a sudden after the heat wave we had here! I'm always the first to catch a cold!&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullah, i'm doing much better, although still suffering from a cough and a running nose! I have decided to take today off school and do some serious studying and stay away from  the cold weather. My school schedule changed again for the 3rd or fourth time. I'm back to having 4 school days (Sunday,Monday,Tuesday and Wednesday) so by not going to school today i will have 4 days off before going back for two days (Sunday and Monday) then its Eid Vacation. We get a day ahead of Eid off so thats good news! or so i heard!&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of studying to do. I dont know how i got to this point of having to miss school to cacth up with work..part of the reason was due to my flu, i cant seem to function well when im sick even though im not the type that sleeps through my sickness. I continued going about my daily routine of even attending school...which could be part of why its taking me so long to heal!&lt;br /&gt;I have got an offer through my last year's commercial law professor about working with NDB. I know that Mani works there too (right?), i dont know if im going to take the offer. They want me to work along while studying...My parents feel that i should foucs on my schooling, and im thinking i should check the offer and see if its worth some of my free time (it all depends on how flexiable they are)!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what, but all of a sudden i have become such an important person and everyone wants me to join....i know i should be happy and im but with the amount of school work i have i fear i may not be able to accept anything...I feel totally mixed up..I'm planning to pray istikrah and see where life leads me....  i feel saying no may be a decision i regret later on....So im in an endless cycle of confusion ...Life is sooooooooooooooo confusing, and every passing day i get another thing to add to this endless cycle....all i got to say is inshallah khair!&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting news of all is that my brother will be joing us this Eid. I'm soooooooooooooooo excited!&lt;br /&gt; Also, i have completed my driving lessons awhile back, and all im doing now is waiting for a car so i can take more lessons in it, before i hit the road and officially get my license!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppy Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid Everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-838853457138616750?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/838853457138616750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=838853457138616750' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/838853457138616750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/838853457138616750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/12/flu-schoolofferbrothereiddrivingeveryth.html' title='Flu, School,Offer,Brother,Eid,Driving...everything!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R1-6m_Ey6GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Yhovyf6EqGo/s72-c/ch31_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3616885607602371808</id><published>2007-11-23T11:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:29.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>and its been 24 wonderful years:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R0anemocSCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lcHtk1V46b8/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135976569270716450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R0anemocSCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lcHtk1V46b8/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happpppppppppppppppppy is Happpppppppppppppppppppy:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. i have been alife for 24 years today. My memory drove me through time and while i was in the memory lane i remembered many things,,,,i took such a tour with a pleasent smile in my face..Yes i have done well. Alhamdullah i have tons to be greatful for...I have had a wonderful life, and i hope it continues to go that way......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so pleased to say that today has been so wonderful, and i do hope that everyone is having a great time.....i have been so busy with driving lessons (took seven so far) and school so im away for a reason:D hope everyone is doing well. Keep me posted:P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-3616885607602371808?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3616885607602371808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3616885607602371808' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3616885607602371808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3616885607602371808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-its-been-24-wonderful-yearsd.html' title='and its been 24 wonderful years:D'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/R0anemocSCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lcHtk1V46b8/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2194124351286949106</id><published>2007-11-14T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:53:25.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to being Busy...</title><content type='html'>I started school this past Sunday. I woke up today at around 7am, and was about to get ready to go to class, but felt sick, and stayed home. Right now, im doing well wa alhamduillah!&lt;br /&gt;How has school been?&lt;br /&gt; Its intense from the start. Professors are running at the speed of light. Week one hasnt been over and i already have tons to get done. I have purchased most of my books/notebooks/study sheets but im yet to buy about 3 more textbooks, and a notebook or two.&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel now that its my final year of law school inshallah?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i feel no different, its like any other school year..and although many people who pass by my group say "awa e7ni fe sana raba3a", it  just doesnt sink in, it feels as if im just starting the school journey.&lt;br /&gt;Other non school related news:&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten all my driving stuff done, just need to phone the lady and start taking lessons. I'm planning to call today inshallah and take a lesson tomorrow...please pray  no more papers are required! On another note, im invited to this gathering, but im not sure if im going to go, i guess it depends on how i feel closer to the time of getting ready. Now i better head to the kitchen and have breakfast, cuz i havent eaten a thing! Hope everyone is doing well....life is going great, and im back to being busy again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2194124351286949106?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2194124351286949106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2194124351286949106' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2194124351286949106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2194124351286949106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-back-to-being-busy.html' title='Getting back to being Busy...'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8316469780287099826</id><published>2007-11-02T16:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:30.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing day,*Mashallah*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rys9sRTEbnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vx_X3EynQb4/s1600-h/_164957_chocolate_and_baby_300_(13-05-98)_grab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128260431458365042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rys9sRTEbnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vx_X3EynQb4/s320/_164957_chocolate_and_baby_300_(13-05-98)_grab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night i had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins and i were sitting around doing nothing, and all of a sudden it poped up in our mind to have a movie night, along with a BBQ and a sleepover. The plan was to watch an Egyption movie,although such movies arent my type, i agreed. Majority always wins. Somehow, we couldnt get hold of the movie everyone wanted to watch, and so we decided we'd watch anything on MBC 4. Material Girls was on, and so we watched it. I'm going to be honest, it was quiet a bore. I think its produced for those ages nine to 12 max. But the mood of the gatering was soooooooooooooooo totally awesome. I havent had that much fun in such a long time. We BBQ at my aunt's balconey. While doing that, we played pranks on each other, and i was laughing so hard all through the night. We had a wondeful Mashroom soup which my sister made. It was YUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMY...and we ordered various BBQ salads from Abu Ali, and ofcourse we had chicken &amp;amp; lamb BBQ. Everything tasted soooooooooo good mashallah. I ate so much, and drank too much pop. I was soooo loud..something which i havent done for a long time tooo.sang,jumped,acted crazy,i was the starter of the party..i was sooooooooo me...while we were having dinner around the table at the balcony fireworks were in play. It was soooooooooooo nice. Then we each took showers, changed into our comfy PJs and on the night went...we couldnt eat the sweetes at night because we were so full, and so we postponed that to the morning, we had our sweets with cappacino...the sweets were yuuuummy as well....Food was great, the company of my cousins was soooooo much fun, and the night was truely a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm all ready to start school tomorrow. COming up: an entry dedicated to my bro, with pics:D Stay tuuuuuuuuuuuned:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8316469780287099826?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8316469780287099826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8316469780287099826' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8316469780287099826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8316469780287099826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazing-daymashallah.html' title='An Amazing day,*Mashallah*'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rys9sRTEbnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vx_X3EynQb4/s72-c/_164957_chocolate_and_baby_300_(13-05-98)_grab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6805513513023619837</id><published>2007-10-25T15:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:00:30.947+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Libyan Day of Mourning</title><content type='html'>Libyan Day of Mourning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In commemoration of the Libyan Day of Mourning, the Goverment of Libya has decreed that on Friday, October 26, internet and international phone calls will be cut off nationwide form 6am to 6pm. All Libyan Airline flights are cancelled,although other international airline travel may be permitted. International and national ground and marine travel operated by Goverment of Libya-owned companies are also cancelled. The Day of Mourning commermorates the expulsion by Italy 1911 of a number of Libyans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Refrence: I got this msg from the American Embassy In Libya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6805513513023619837?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6805513513023619837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6805513513023619837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6805513513023619837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6805513513023619837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/10/libyan-day-of-mourning.html' title='Libyan Day of Mourning'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-6810352795826332125</id><published>2007-10-22T13:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:30.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy is Back:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxyIB7SRziI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S-u0JgnzWWU/s1600-h/bahamas-andros-island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124120042716384802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxyIB7SRziI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S-u0JgnzWWU/s320/bahamas-andros-island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I feel fine today -Al-hamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has improved- Al-hamdulillah!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went out, not to change my mood but rather to do a "wajeb". I had to go see my cousin who had an appendix sugery three days ago, well four days ago today. Shes doing well, so thats good. Before going to her, i went and checked on grandma, she was right next door to my kali's house. So i went there sat, freshened up, had my glass of pineapple juice, and refused to take any bakalva, as i got sick from seeing it in every house, every where on Eid. Then i waited for magrib so grandma could break her fast, then we got ourself ready and went together to my kali's house. It was an alright visit, and i was happy i did my "wajeb"...i'm the type the like to go rightaway for any occasion, dont like to postpone my visits...my cousin was pleased to see me, and i was happy that she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally gotten the first stage of my driving papers done: that is my criminal record clearence (i.e that happymoi has not commited any crime)...now i have to call the driving agency, i was planning to do so today, but decided to postpone it  cuz my sister suggested i contact a lady she knows and comapre. So will do that inshallah. I'm so happy things have been going smoothly. Al-hamdullillah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also completed reading the Innocent Man by John Grisham, and i thought how ironic the end was. A guy was saved from death row cuz of his innocence, last mintue, only to die of a disease later on. Very sad indeed, but was a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i'll leave you all with this survey:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 8:40am (then went to sleep until 12)&lt;br /&gt; 2. Diamonds or Pearls? Both&lt;br /&gt; 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? 1408/Rush Hour 3&lt;br /&gt; 4. What is your favorite TV show ? Right now, i have none&lt;br /&gt; 5. What is your middle name ? A&lt;br /&gt; 6. What did you have for breakfast? Kitkat, just had it now&lt;br /&gt; 8. What foods do you dislike? Makaronna bel bosla &amp;amp; Kosber&lt;br /&gt; 9. What are your favorite chips?Jalapenoo crunchie (i want one now:( theres none here)&lt;br /&gt; 10. Favorite CD at the moment? none&lt;br /&gt; 12. Favorite sandwich? Taco (could i consider them sandwiches?)...crispy chicken, fahita chicken, BBQ chicken sandwiches..&lt;br /&gt; 13. What are characteristics you cannot stand?show offs, arogance, self-righteosness, close minded ppl&lt;br /&gt; 14. What are your favorite clothes? Pjs&lt;br /&gt; 15. If you could go anywhere on vacation where would you go? An Island, somewhere..or maybe South Africa&lt;br /&gt; 16. Where would you want to retire? Canada&lt;br /&gt; 17. Favorite time of day? Night&lt;br /&gt; 18. Where were you born? USA&lt;br /&gt; 19. Favorite team? Cancuks (Hockey), Italy &amp;amp; Brazil (Soccer),&lt;br /&gt; 20. What is your favorite sport to watch? SOCCER &amp;amp; Tennis &amp;amp;Hockey&lt;br /&gt; 21. Who do you think will not send this back? blogspot it ppl&lt;br /&gt; 22. Who do you think will send this back first? someone emkased&lt;br /&gt; 23. Coke or Pepsi? Marinda&lt;br /&gt; 24. Beavers or ducks?  Beavers  hehe&lt;br /&gt; 25. Are you a morning person or a night owl? night owl&lt;br /&gt; 26. Pedicure or manicure?   manicure, i dont wear open toe shoes much.&lt;br /&gt; 27. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with anyone? waiting for the right moment to do that.&lt;br /&gt; 28. What did you want to be when you were little? Computer programmer/ Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your best childhood memory? school days back in the emarat&lt;br /&gt; 30. Ever been to Africa ?  lol..im in it!&lt;br /&gt; 31. Ever been toilet papering? dumb Q&lt;br /&gt; 32. Been in a car accident? Nope ALhamdullillah&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite day of the week? Tuesdays&lt;br /&gt; 34. Favorite restaurant? too many to name, and few in Libya&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite flower? Roses...&lt;br /&gt;  36. Favorite ice-cream? so traditional..vanilla and chocolate&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite fast food restaurant? All, cant say no to fast food&lt;br /&gt; 38. How many times did you fail your driver's test?  haven't taken it yet *wish me luck*&lt;br /&gt; 39. From whom did you get your last e-mail? from facebook letting me know that some one wrote on my fun wall&lt;br /&gt; 40. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? dunnoo&lt;br /&gt; 41. Bedtime? these days, amm late very late..till morning!&lt;br /&gt; 42. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? everyone&lt;br /&gt; 43. Last person you went to dinner with? cousins&lt;br /&gt; 44. What are you listening to right now? nothing...&lt;br /&gt; 45. What is your favorite color? blue ...apple green&lt;br /&gt; 46. How many tattoos do you have? none&lt;br /&gt; 47. How many are you sending this Email to? im blog spotting it.&lt;br /&gt; 50. Favorite #?   1 :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6810352795826332125?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6810352795826332125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6810352795826332125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6810352795826332125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6810352795826332125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-is-back.html' title='Happy is Back:-)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxyIB7SRziI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S-u0JgnzWWU/s72-c/bahamas-andros-island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-9004035369370067039</id><published>2007-10-18T16:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:31.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh! Life..things here n there:(:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxdzybSRzgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yKJTDlHFIFI/s1600-h/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122690411312303618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxdzybSRzgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yKJTDlHFIFI/s320/island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm feeling so down! I have no explanation as to why or what. I'm really tired of the routine, i'm sick of how things are at the moment. I'm so bored. I have nothing to do, and not in the mood for anything. All im doing these days is staying up late, waking up late, and really doing nothing useful...well..other than reading the Innocent Man by my favourite authour John Grisham, the book is good so far but the timing is soooo wrong....you just dont read about injustices of the justice system when you are feeling down..and the thing is it is John Grisham's first non-fiction book so really that is adding mostiour to clay!!!"zaydet al teen bala"&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to be in an Island somewhere far away from here--alone..i want to have time for myself..Every Ramadan &amp;amp; every Eid i get this feeling, maybe because i miss the way my Eids/Ramadans were..but its been three years, my Eids should have been redefined..but they havent ... im still thinking about the community gatherings,the lazer tag games,the parties,ubc gatherings, king gorge park, bowling and friends,friends,friends,friends...I think of how life is passing by and how little i have accomplished in the past 3 years since my arrival to this place. Dont get me wrong, i love it here so much, and there are things about it here that make it so special but...there are lots of buts....the way my family has choosen to live here isnt really suiting me,&lt;br /&gt;I have been riased to be ruled by my faith and nothing else. Culture never directed how i acted, or what i did....now look what i found here: 3 days of Eid, no other food is eaten other than beans sauce (fasolya/and bazelya)...there is this belief in my grandma's head of some sort..what the hell...really what the hell...sheno hada...thats totally non sense!!!I have a tough time accepting things in such lines and boy they are tooooooooo many...if my religion doesnt prohibt me from doing something why should i? now that part of me no one seems to accept, and the thing is i dont really care...cuz im not ready to live with non sense...thats really a bed3a!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By nature, im a very active person, and since i landed foot in this place i have done so little...Ok my future is bright here...I mean i have tons of luring offers. I got an offer from the main oil company here which includes paid langauge courses/work contract/and a scholarship abraod, also  i have a chance of getting a scholarship abroad from my university, and a chance to be a student teacher (a mo3eda)...things are pouring on me and i dont know what im to do...i feel lost! I need to think through things and really figure out what i want to do...but still with all this i feel if i was still where i was i would have done alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a decision to start driving, well step number one is to take driving lessons, so far im still in the process of getting my papers done...im so afriade i will pull back...the traffic is so choatic and im not sure if i can handle it, but really i must. So much depends on my driving. I have been wanting to take french courses to upgrade my french(which i forgat so much of probably) but havent been able to because of transporation issues...ah lots on my mind, and im just tyeping my thoughts regradless of order..just whatever comes to my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i feel the way i feel because of the many decsions i have to take,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because im soon going to start my last year of law school and the question of what next: wont leave my head...maybe because im used to having everything planned ahead and this time its not easy to plan ahead....i have the question of: where should i do my masters? here or abraod? should i take the offer from the oil company? or should i just accept the scholarship from my univeristy? my parents want me to do the latter as they say i should take something that would keep me free...cuz if i take the oil company offer i may have to sign a contract and stay with them for a period of time...where as the uni scholarship means im free to do whatever i wish...ahhh lots of thinking...and i remain so lost among the many options i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i just want to party, or do anything fun...i need to take my mind of thinking so hard...i dont know why i always expect myself to be prefect at everything..i know no one is prefect but why doesnt this thought sink in..no matter how much i accomplish i always say i could have done much better....now even with my school results...i got top student, and after awhile all i was saying to my self was: my average could have been higher...why do i expect so much of myself?? my parents are not very demanding of us, but i grew up very demanding of myself....and i have no explanation for it either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for now..hope tomorrow will be better for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-9004035369370067039?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/9004035369370067039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=9004035369370067039' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/9004035369370067039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/9004035369370067039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahh-lifethings-here-n-there.html' title='Ahh! Life..things here n there:(:('/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RxdzybSRzgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yKJTDlHFIFI/s72-c/island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3917905954881101255</id><published>2007-10-11T18:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:31.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eid: Eid Mubarak :</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rw5RBrSRzfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t3lj8er9VXQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120118915607940594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rw5RBrSRzfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t3lj8er9VXQ/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Eid everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;May Allah Accept all of your good deeds,fasting and prayers:) Ameen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&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/5652421304822127735-3917905954881101255?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3917905954881101255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3917905954881101255' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3917905954881101255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3917905954881101255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-eid-eid-mubarak.html' title='Happy Eid: Eid Mubarak :'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rw5RBrSRzfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t3lj8er9VXQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4028887589971976686</id><published>2007-10-05T16:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:32.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A not so "Fal7ah" turning into one for a DAY:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RwZOP7SRzdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RTz3BKZrG0k/s1600-h/b-day.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117864062072507858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RwZOP7SRzdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RTz3BKZrG0k/s320/b-day.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always thought of myself as a typical libyan girl! I still do, but reality seems to be contradicting my thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, you are losing the point. What im trying to say is that, almost every libyan girl i know knows how to cook by the 5th grade if not any ealier. For me, i'm garding this year and i can barely fry an egg! now here is where the word "ma3kola" comes into play! Yes it is possible!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well well..my mom is not very demanding of me or us for the matter. If we feel like cooking so be it, if not then so what. I was never a kitchen person. I was never this or that. Basically, im no house wife ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, even libyan girls who dont know how to cook rarely admit it. Their moms would be bragging about how fal7ahat their daughters are when in reality it doesnt have to be true. They call it "sell'm method". Ok whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess im so used to the use the kettle, boil the water, get ur lipton tea bag ready...yes tea is all set ppl. just pour the water, add suger to ur liking and as many tea bags as you wish..thats what i call a freedom to drink the tea the way you like it..if i cook it and serve it then you have no say..and im a very democratic person...if your hungry, feel free to make your own sandwich! you know your way by now....yeah...thats the way i'm...which really doesnt suite the community im living in...how will i ever survive with a house of my own?! ouch!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to what i was saying. So what got me in the kitchen today? with no one asking me to? i'll be honest. Yesterday, my brother who is in grade 8 decided to make a cake! yeah what has the world come into? im not too sure. I mean what has gotten into my brother's head? so he made a chocolate cake, using the ready mix under the suprevsion of my eldest sister. Now my guy cousins were too busy to nag at me about it yesterday "thank god"..so i decided to save "my face" and make a chocolate cheese cake, yes i made it right from scratch. Its all ready. I'm only waiting for the house gardner to get me Nutella, so i could place it on top of my cheese cake which is in the fridge cooling down! I actually got off bed around 12:30pm horray for me! Stop rolling your eyes. Thats an accomplishment. I mean i wake up later then that usually. Ok now you are getting me alright and thanks for celeberating the moment...this waking up system is only on Ramadan. But soon, i'll get back to my 6am rise hour! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So finally, i made something besides hot chocolate on Ramadan. My cousins are already starting to do "bo7oor" to ward of the evil eye! haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats a glimpse of things at my end! Hope everyone is doing well. Please remember me in your prayers as it is the last week of this month! I will not forget you all in my prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least: :) b-day bro (gr.8) as it was his b-day &lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt;! May Allah guide him, and protect him bro......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO THE KITCHEN:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4028887589971976686?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4028887589971976686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4028887589971976686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4028887589971976686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4028887589971976686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-so-fal7ah-turning-into-one-for-dayp.html' title='A not so &quot;Fal7ah&quot; turning into one for a DAY:P'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RwZOP7SRzdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RTz3BKZrG0k/s72-c/b-day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-31872437682075875</id><published>2007-09-29T17:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:32.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Choco &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rv5sVLSRzcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kMCuVi5QDwg/s1600-h/csr_chocolate_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115645337801969090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rv5sVLSRzcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kMCuVi5QDwg/s320/csr_chocolate_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; YUMMYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking! Forgive me please for posting this cake but i must. My little sister, yes my litte sister made a chocolate cake. She woke up so early and made it, and its in the frige, why did i have to check on the frige? Now i cant wait for magrib. I'm not very patient to start with. I act like a little kid: mom when is magrib? amta al magrib? Then my sister added to that by making this chocolate cake so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I woke up 1pm and the smell of the chocolate cake is sweeping through the house. I had to go back to sleep or something would happen to me.  Chocolate cake isnt just the only reason. For some reason i dont feel too well today &amp;amp; im&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; sick or anything. I feel so dizzy. I dont feel hungry but i feel dizzy. Now im better,but i feel that my head is so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went to my grandma's house, i had a blast. I just love visiting my grandma. She was so thrilled to see me &amp;amp; my siblings. I love you granny! I also saw my aunt there which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my brother tons. Two days ago we had an online webcam talk and i could see tears in his eyes. Walahi i miss him halba/wajed! We all miss you bro. We talked about you at granny. We are just not used to parting with each other. Dont worry bro, we'll visit you inshallah soon. You just foucs on your school, and take good care of yourself. Cousin S will be joing him soon. So hopfully that will make things easier for my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are having a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-31872437682075875?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/31872437682075875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=31872437682075875' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/31872437682075875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/31872437682075875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/09/choco-me.html' title='Choco &amp; Me'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rv5sVLSRzcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kMCuVi5QDwg/s72-c/csr_chocolate_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6762554551593512109</id><published>2007-09-23T17:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:02:58.215+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome dad, N Goodbye bro</title><content type='html'>Things have gotten a little busy with me lately!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my daddy came home from Omraa-taqballa Allah Dad. He said his flight was so close to actually crashing, him and my uncle were together, and i have never seen them as happy to be alife and well. Alhamdullah 3ala salama! Just hearing how their flight was gave chills through my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, it was time to say good bye to my brother. Usually our faith is one, if we move we move together, but now with everyone getting older things have become so much different. My bro who is almost 3 years younger is moving to London to finish his last year of Business admisntration. We'll miss him dearly. I cant imagine how my life would be without him around. He was filling in for my dad everytime dad was away. He does everything for the house. Now all i got to say, i wish you a safe trip, and best of luck on your studies. i'm gonna miss you tons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i have only been out once all of this Ramadan. It was a nice thing to do for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a plan to go visit my grandma from my mom's side so hopfully i will do that soon. I really miss her! We didnt see each other since Ramadan started. My bro was gonna take me with him on his goodbye tour yesterday but then my mom told me it would easier if he went alone. And she promised she'd tagg along with me to granny, and my aunts soon. Cant wait:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a happy day;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh: when is magrib gonna come along?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6762554551593512109?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6762554551593512109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6762554551593512109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6762554551593512109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6762554551593512109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-dad-n-goodbye-bro.html' title='Welcome dad, N Goodbye bro'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-1132028015216741047</id><published>2007-09-19T16:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:01:00.082+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ramadan,my laziness and story of survival:P</title><content type='html'>I have become sooooooooo lazy! I need school to get my act together hehe! Well not really. I really dont want school to start yet. Not in Ramadan for sure. I need my hours of sleep,my time to read Quran, and sleep again.I need the stress free time! Good news: i'm getting all that cuz my school wont start until after Eid. Thats the way law school is. THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family during Ramadan isnt like any other and i mean it! We dont go out at all (well almost never). We dont stay up late either. We pray Trwawee7 all together at home, and sleep right after. I dont really sleep right after but the mood at home is just quiet and sleepy. No visitors, at least none so far! People just know our routine and think we are soo not normal! I dont blame them. Today my cousin from mom's side was supposed to come, but she text me early this morning saying she cant make it. The night before she phoned(i asked her to come &amp;amp; insisted-i miss her) and shes like happymoi: are you sure i can come cuz u know my parents wont come back to pick me up until like 1,1:30am. I replied cousin dont worry, i'll stay up with you..she replied: are you sure you wont be counting the mintues for me to leave...lol i seriously wont. Its not me that created the routine its the way my parents are!&lt;br /&gt;Day number one of the month of Ramadan was such a toughy, i was barely able to walk towards the last half hour before mag'rib adan!I'm no even exaggorating. You see i didnt wake up for suhoor that day (as a matter of fact i never wake up for suhoor) i get my glass of water in my bed just for the baraka of suhoor, and i didnt bother having dinner the night before Ramadan started so i was so close to fainting and stayed in bed till it was time to break my fast. Its the same story every year on my first day of Ramadan. I just act like a little kid, and start asking when is magrib when is magrib!!&lt;br /&gt;I havent cooked anything with exception to frying boreek the past two days. Other than that i just basically do nothing. I'm such a not fala7a! Thats the painful truth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-1132028015216741047?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1132028015216741047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1132028015216741047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1132028015216741047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1132028015216741047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-ramadanmy-laziness-and-story-of.html' title='Our Ramadan,my laziness and story of survival:P'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-3990320262700656621</id><published>2007-09-11T18:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:26:26.996+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><title type='text'>Ramadan Mubarak :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy R&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n EVERYONE&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/5652421304822127735-3990320262700656621?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3990320262700656621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3990320262700656621' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3990320262700656621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3990320262700656621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadan-mubarak.html' title='Ramadan Mubarak :-)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8319332320959992245</id><published>2007-08-24T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T12:51:15.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Dubai:)</title><content type='html'>Life is but a journey, that is so true. It passes by so quickly,it is as if time flys.Well is flying consdered fast? Its been 3 days for me here, and it really feels as if i have just arrived! I guess maybe thats why this analgoy exists. Every journey has a begining, and life too has a beegining. Ok whats goiing on happymoii? i dont know,im so relaxed,,i mean im typying from the comfort of my bed,looking stright aheead at thee tv plasma which functions as both a tv and a computer screen...anyways,the point is reflection time is best done during ones vacation...youu just blend having fun with relaxtion...ahh, my bed feels so ccomffortable, room service is good,no chores to be done, ahh whaat if our life wass like that all thee ttime? nah i wwouldnt wwant it to be so, u kknow why cuz i wwouldnt feel the joy of having time off eveerything....now i feel blessed,well i have alwas felt blessed,but someehow, wheen you aree on a vacation you always feel eeven moree so blessed...but u kknow whats weird? is that when i c the ppl serving us i keep thinking how do theyy feel? imeean them working on a hhotel theey can only dream of sleeping in,they can barely offored to live, let all think of a vacation....i keep aasking, does he/shee have kids? does he/she resent us?do they think its unfair that they are serving us? but then i tell myself that wee eeach have aa  job in this world, and no onee  iis far from being the server instead of  the reciver of the service....so while being served i shhouuld only treat the service ppl wwithe respect i wwouuld want to have if i ever eended up ddoing their job.....foor the maaintime...i sshall eenjoy dubai,my vacation homee for thee passt three yeears n every yyeear i come i experience the changes....its been awesomee so far,,,lots to do but wont rush to anythng...afteerall its my ttime off:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8319332320959992245?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8319332320959992245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8319332320959992245' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8319332320959992245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8319332320959992245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/thoughts-dubai.html' title='Thoughts Dubai:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6855238987345924564</id><published>2007-08-21T11:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:32.809+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation Time (YAYAY)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsrXS1A0p9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kH4MUPNLp00/s1600-h/gse_multipart14574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101126246418655186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsrXS1A0p9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kH4MUPNLp00/s320/gse_multipart14574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been really busy lately...and today will be yet another busy day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past friday i was in a zarda,i.e picnic! I had a good time, and it was a change of the routine cuz instead of going with my dad's side of the family i went with my mom's side of the family. Sunday, i went to a gathering at my uncle's place, i had fun there and i met a friend whom i havent seen since i was in 8th grade. Yesterday, i had two of my university friends over,and i had a splendid time! Today, i have one of my friends coming over, and tomorrow i'm out of here! You read it right:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES.....UAE here i come:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye tripoli for now, its our vacation time:) I'm so excited...I'm going to miss everyone im sure. I will try to blog from there if i got a chance. I just thought i let you all know so no one would be worried over my disapperance:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6855238987345924564?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6855238987345924564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6855238987345924564' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6855238987345924564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6855238987345924564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation-time-yayay.html' title='Vacation Time (YAYAY)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsrXS1A0p9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kH4MUPNLp00/s72-c/gse_multipart14574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2153004547195123785</id><published>2007-08-15T18:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:32.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ksad.....&amp; Toni Macguire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsMonhk4EOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ivcwD77YXIw/s1600-h/justice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098963862606581986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsMonhk4EOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ivcwD77YXIw/s320/justice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why i feel that summer is one of the busiest seasons for me. I seem to have too little time for anything, yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt; of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ksad&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ksad&lt;/span&gt; is a common &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Libyan&lt;/span&gt; word, it is often used during the summer, because as busy as things get, there is always a room for --&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; bored, it is boring!When you have so much to do, the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ksad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be used but then i use it anyways. It is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ksad&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finished two books this previous week, by Toni &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Macguire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Don't Tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Momy&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; When Dad Comes Home&lt;/em&gt; and its her getting personal about her years of being molested by her own father. I was inspired by her courage, her ability to look at the brighter side, her determination and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hard work&lt;/span&gt;. Many times, when i read for her i felt like kicking him, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even want to think of him as her father, as he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; deserve being one. The word father is too precious for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; of his kind. At times, i felt i was reading fiction because my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;disgust&lt;/span&gt; the idea that such a thing took place, i wanted to hold Toni, and hug her during her younger years when everyone else was rejecting her for what she has gone through, when her own doctor looked in her eyes and gave her the nasty look(when her own father got her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; at the age of 14), and i wanted to be her friend when everyone rejected her. I wanted to give her shelter, to pull her out from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;monster&lt;/span&gt; she lived with. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; exist then, and even if i had what is there to assure me that i would have taken anything different then those surrounding her? I kept imagining myself being Derek or her teacher would i have helped her? I kept asking myself? or would i have been so rejecting like everyone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5652421304822127735-2153004547195123785?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2153004547195123785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2153004547195123785' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2153004547195123785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2153004547195123785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/ksad-toni-macguire.html' title='Ksad.....&amp; Toni Macguire'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RsMonhk4EOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ivcwD77YXIw/s72-c/justice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-9043731444970546901</id><published>2007-08-10T13:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T13:46:20.768+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who did Happymoi meet?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i woke up ealier then my usual very late wake up rotiune! I had lunch with family friends and friends from my canada days (it was like a get together between our Libyan friends living in canada,and those libyans who used to live in canada at our family friend's house). I felt that i was in canada for a day. As i expected i had a wonderful time, if i could i would have slept over:) It was so much fun. I met &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maysoon's &amp; Damoon's mom&lt;/span&gt; at this mutual friend of ours. She came after lunch though, and it was nice getting to see her. I spent my day there, well from dhur time to 9:30pm then it was time for us to be at grandma cuz it was "mawsem rajab", having such a traditional grandma meant we had to have dinner at her house along with everyone else, and so we spent the rest of the day there,then it was time to sleep, and we each headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Meral's grandmother, kept me thinking --really what a small world afterall! Shes such a sweet women, and i really enjoyed being with her and everyone else. It was really out of this world spending time with people i thought of and still do as family, people who were part of my beloved past,and are still part of my present,and hope they will be part of my future as well. They were really family to me when i lived abraod,and when i saw them yesterdya its as if i saw my sisters who i havent seen for awhile. I had a wonderful time...I love this family friend of ours (the one who invited us) so much, and at her house i feel so part of it, i could if i want anything get up and go striaght to the kitchen and get it, although yesterday i didnt need to do that but we are that close. It was nice spending the day with them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-9043731444970546901?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/9043731444970546901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=9043731444970546901' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/9043731444970546901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/9043731444970546901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-did-happymoi-meet.html' title='Who did Happymoi meet?'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-1182213971430472456</id><published>2007-08-07T18:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:34.344+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics from My London Trip :)Part I</title><content type='html'>Yes,&lt;br /&gt;Late? I know, but better late then --------!!! Enjoy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrij5Bk4ENI/AAAAAAAAAGA/R_vJS65pyhE/s1600-h/13072007444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096003178440691922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrij5Bk4ENI/AAAAAAAAAGA/R_vJS65pyhE/s320/13072007444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrijghk4EMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2VhEoQxXYKI/s1600-h/13072007423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096002757533896898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrijghk4EMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2VhEoQxXYKI/s320/13072007423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrijKRk4ELI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rt4aG8W5vsw/s1600-h/13072007422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096002375281807538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrijKRk4ELI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rt4aG8W5vsw/s320/13072007422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrii2Bk4EKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/djgrBdxZf8U/s1600-h/13072007410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096002027389456546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrii2Bk4EKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/djgrBdxZf8U/s320/13072007410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriikBk4EJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IHTwJRkrwug/s1600-h/13072007393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096001718151811218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriikBk4EJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IHTwJRkrwug/s320/13072007393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriiUhk4EII/AAAAAAAAAFY/a37Ey2E6_tE/s1600-h/13072007378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096001451863838850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriiUhk4EII/AAAAAAAAAFY/a37Ey2E6_tE/s320/13072007378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriiERk4EHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p_yB7ZudQmQ/s1600-h/13072007373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096001172690964594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RriiERk4EHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p_yB7ZudQmQ/s320/13072007373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5652421304822127735-1182213971430472456?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1182213971430472456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1182213971430472456' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1182213971430472456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1182213971430472456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-pics-from-my-london-trip-part-i.html' title='Random Pics from My London Trip :)Part I'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rrij5Bk4ENI/AAAAAAAAAGA/R_vJS65pyhE/s72-c/13072007444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-484304318681849898</id><published>2007-08-05T00:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:34.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrigyRk4EGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oEoFTv6wJRE/s1600-h/04082007495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095999763941691490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrigyRk4EGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oEoFTv6wJRE/s320/04082007495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      (My gift to Damoon was da one above)&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is Mashallah..Mashallah..Mashallah..&lt;br /&gt;--Mashallah--&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;Damoon was gergous,beatuiful...mashallah...I wish all goes well for you today:P and for the many days,months and years to come:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast:) I was at the hall( salah) first one,at around 8:45pm(yes im a maw3eed girl). I waited at the enterence for the girls but no one showed up so i decided to go inside and pick a table. I did that. Then Ema showed up, i was setting on my table and she was setting on hers (the table next to me) she looked at me, i looked at her, she had a feeling it was me,but didnt go any further. Piccolina came at around 10pm (girl you and your sis made me wait forever) she was our group collector!! She decided to phone me to make sure that i was me. Our conversation went as follows (Happymoi? are you wearing blue? me yes where are you? I'm right here,) tada..we met, hugged,kissed and finally a face to my dear bloggers...Romana was the last to pop up, she got lost on the way hehe..Ma3leshi sister,im glad we met............all of the bloggers i met i fell in love with,i still have to see Hibo,and that way i would have met all female blogegrs...Inshallah many more meetings to come, hibo,n lebeeya you too for sure inshallah...:):):):) im really looking forward to seeing everyone very soon inshallah:)&lt;br /&gt;I did leave at around 11:10pm, i really wished i could stay more,but it was a deal i had with my bro, hes taking me,but coming to pick me up before 11:30pm. My mom tried to get him to give me more time but she didnt mannage, I saw 2 of my friends (amazing..alhamdullah i had a blast).. As i was leaving i saw 2 of my friends from med school, but i only got to say goodbye to them cuz i saw them when i was leaving. I saw my mom's friend who is my friend's mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Romana - I love you sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;I met piccolina- I love you sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;I met Maiuna-I love you sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;I met Ema-I love you sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;I met Damoon- Ofcourse, i did go to her and congratulate her in person me and romana:) Mashallah 3aleek habooba:)&lt;br /&gt;I met Meral- Shes sooooooo cute mashallah,maybe maysoon has a pic of Meral. She looked adorable!&lt;br /&gt;I met Romana's friend-I love you sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse they met me:):):)&lt;br /&gt;I saw Maysoon but didnt meet her as she was really busy with her sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebeeya wasnt able to make it:( she really wanted to come,but something came up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i had an amazing time:):):) Best wishes to you two, Damoon &amp;amp; Dastars&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/5652421304822127735-484304318681849898?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/484304318681849898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=484304318681849898' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/484304318681849898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/484304318681849898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-had-blast.html' title='I had a blast!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrigyRk4EGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oEoFTv6wJRE/s72-c/04082007495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-578729954464868467</id><published>2007-08-04T11:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:34.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alf Mabrook Damoon &amp; Dastars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MOI CONGRATULATES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094783721261240402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrROzRk4EFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/FA_ZAbxI7Es/s320/imagesbatoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damoon &amp; Dastars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is Damoon's wedding today. I'm totally excited for her:) I hope and pray that everything goes smoothly for her and her husband. They deserves all the best, and i would like to say in this happy occasion:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;بارك الله لكما وبارك عليكما وجمع بينكما بخير&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damoon &amp;amp; Dastars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5652421304822127735-578729954464868467?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/578729954464868467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=578729954464868467' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/578729954464868467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/578729954464868467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/08/alf-mabrook-damoon-dastars.html' title='Alf Mabrook Damoon &amp; Dastars'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RrROzRk4EFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/FA_ZAbxI7Es/s72-c/imagesbatoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-1404901910867996306</id><published>2007-07-30T01:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:23:09.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>That hurts :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;The below msg wouldnt have hurted me if i didnt care about its sender. The truth is, im not able to sleep as a result of it. My question to the sender of this e-mail although the person made it very clear they dont want anything to do with me is what have i done? I will grant you your wish and wont contact you anymore. But i want you to know through ( anyone reading my blog who may have firgured the person out) that i have nothing against you. I will forever cherish the moments you stood by me. I do hope that you clarify why and what happened? But if you dont wish to do so, little i could do. I dont have a problem with saying sorry if i ever wronged you but so far its not clear to me this sudden change just an e-mail ahead things were fine. What happened between that e-mail and this one below?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"My very Dear Happy Moi, Can I ask you here and now Please do not contact me no morenot now, not next week, not next year - No more please I hope I hear nothing more from you, or about you Good luck Best wishes And that’s it From now on, your future e-mails sent to me will automatically enter the junk folder Best wishes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;I fail to believe that im dear if  thats what you have to say to me. You left me wondering just like many people before if what we had -what ever it was- was real? I dont know if knowing that you hurted me makes you feel good, but you did.  I dont know what my fellow bloggers have to say in this regard. I'm honestly telling you i have nothing against the writer of this e-mail, and this was all sudden. This person doesnt want me to get in contact, and i will respect  the wishes of this person. I did in fact delete the address because i was told any effort would go to waste. I have no other channels of contact to try and figure whats going on. I'm hurt beyond belief. To add to all this, today has already been a not so good day for me, and this just finished it up for me. I dont know what to say, but i need to know if anyone has any thoughts or even questions for me. I'm ready to answer anything because i really need to know what would make a person do this?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-1404901910867996306?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1404901910867996306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1404901910867996306' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1404901910867996306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1404901910867996306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/that-hurts.html' title='That hurts :('/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2571432589188620471</id><published>2007-07-27T18:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:34.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP ME OUT:P ya lahwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqojdRk4EEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2jfULmFcA-c/s1600-h/lets+get+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091921314537017410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqojdRk4EEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2jfULmFcA-c/s320/lets+get+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i ended up sleeping at my aunt's house. You know how libyan aunts are, if you come to their house they never want you out. She swear "walahi ela ma etji etbati alyum"--which means you have to come sleep over tonight...i was left out of options so i thought ok i'll go after all the guests leave and stay there until breakfast time then leave right away...planning ..planning...little did i know that plans are never functionable in my dear society, as i i was about to leave my aunt make another "libyan swear" -walahi low matg3deesh tet3'adi ma3ad etklameni wa la ani 3amtek wa la na3rfek...which means for my non-libyan speakers "i swear to god if you dont stay over for lunch, i wont be talking to you, and i wont be your aunt anymore...So i had no choice, i stayed...Then kalas i was gonna explode if they dont let me out, cuz i wanted to take go home, take a shower and rest...So i told my aunt that i must leave cuz i feel yucky and i didnt bring my showering stuff, she was baout to send her son to bring me my stuff but i insisted i go then after i rest if i was able to wake up i'd come...mentally, i had the plan of not going back but i had to say i'd try or else i wont be able to leave her house. So alhamdullah im home!!! I had a nice time, but really when i need to go home--- i need to go home!!! Still family gatherings, and slowly im losing it!! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2571432589188620471?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2571432589188620471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2571432589188620471' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2571432589188620471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2571432589188620471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/help-me-outp-ya-lahwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='HELP ME OUT:P ya lahwiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqojdRk4EEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2jfULmFcA-c/s72-c/lets+get+together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8905306451382511173</id><published>2007-07-26T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:34.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Libyan Social Life, is it fair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rqh8Sxk4EDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/61_9NAfwhrQ/s1600-h/Love+Libya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091456040729841714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rqh8Sxk4EDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/61_9NAfwhrQ/s320/Love+Libya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romana asked for an update, and so here goes it: I have alot to write about but so little time. I have been spending so much time all over the place. It is been more then a week worth of going out every single day, sometimes twice a day. Today, i have to go to my dad's sister's house. So really things are so busy. I cant wait until its time to have time for myself. Growing up i missed all of these things but now as wonderful as they are i do feel they are many times more then i can handle!!! I have alot of things to say as a result of these gatherings, and the conversations we had but for now, i just wanted to say that im ok..Latest-- my uncle and his son( from Germany) leave today..Wish you two a safe trip home.. Slowly everyone is getting ready to go back *home?!*....life here goes on, and my question remains is the Libyan social life fair to one's self??&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/5652421304822127735-8905306451382511173?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8905306451382511173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8905306451382511173' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8905306451382511173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8905306451382511173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/libyan-social-life-is-it-fair.html' title='Libyan Social Life, is it fair?'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rqh8Sxk4EDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/61_9NAfwhrQ/s72-c/Love+Libya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3953439013893249747</id><published>2007-07-23T15:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:35.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to say goodbye to u my flu..for it is family time:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqSsrRk4EAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RPgl5YS5c0g/s1600-h/flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090383338287927298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqSsrRk4EAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RPgl5YS5c0g/s320/flu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been dealing with the dreaded flu for about five days now if not more; i lost count. Alhamdullah, i have gotten much better. It is still there but not as severe, i have what i call the aftermath of the flu, the cough,headache,and the red nose:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i ( happymoi) been up to?&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have all been about family gatherings. They are still about that and will be for awhile...some are back here for a visit,some were away for health reasons. Yesterday i was at my aunt's place(my dad's sis). She just came back with her husband and my grandma from Tunisia. Her husband, had two surgeries there. He is doing well, and im happy for him and the family. Now there is my other aunt's husband who is still in Tunisia undergoing treatment for the strok he had, he isnt back yet but we are waiting for him..(see i told you Tunisia equates hospital for almost all Libyans,thats why when they hear someone is in Tunisia the first thing they say is inshallah la bas). Also, my mom's side of the family has been about family get together. It is been hectic for us, having to juggle between both famlies..its good we are still sane!we r trying to make sure we are present every where... Today, i have to go back to my aunt's place, and spend the day there. Tomorrow, i have to go to my mom's side of the family and have lunch with everyone at my mom's sister's house, then come back to my dad's sis's house in the evening *sigh*. My mom's sis have invited all of us and my uncle who is here for a visit for lunch. In the midest of all this i have to keep up with my friends. I must say i havent seen any of them since school came to an end on June18th, i have only been talking to them through the phone. Its been really crazy, and i hope they dont get angry at me for not spending anytime with them....it feels like im running a marthoon....ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Last but not least &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:) b-day dear bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-3953439013893249747?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3953439013893249747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3953439013893249747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3953439013893249747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3953439013893249747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-to-say-goodbye-to-u-my-flufor-it.html' title='I want to say goodbye to u my flu..for it is family time:P'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqSsrRk4EAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RPgl5YS5c0g/s72-c/flu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4925154262257494192</id><published>2007-07-21T12:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:35.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Uncle &amp; Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqHcMhk4D_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8EMp06UiRZM/s1600-h/lets+get+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089591161634951154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqHcMhk4D_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8EMp06UiRZM/s320/lets+get+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two days ago, my uncle came to Libya. His last visit was in 2004, the year we moved here. His 2004 visit was his first visit to Libya since he was 17 years old. He has two sons,and is married to a German lady. Both of his sons came to Libya at around year 2004 for the first time in their life,and they liked it here. The only problem is that they dont speak any Arabic. They only know few words, but the good thing is they both speak in addition to German, English. It would be a real problem if they didnt speak English. As no one in the family speaks German with exception to their own father and mother!! Both of my cousins say they are amazed at the kindness and welcome they have recieved..I reply "come on you are one of us"..i think thats a wonderful part of the Libyan community we dont treat people as outsideres regardless where they come from...so ofcourse my cousins are even more so part of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all gathered at grandma to welcome them,this time my uncle came with one of his sons. It is nice having them here:) Welcome home you two:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4925154262257494192?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4925154262257494192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4925154262257494192' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4925154262257494192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4925154262257494192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcome-home-uncle-cousin.html' title='Welcome Home Uncle &amp; Cousin'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqHcMhk4D_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8EMp06UiRZM/s72-c/lets+get+together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2639807986241522825</id><published>2007-07-20T12:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:35.738+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is been 3 years 2day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqCKpdLKVYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Pq0-5lRZcU/s1600-h/Libya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089220023739372930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqCKpdLKVYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Pq0-5lRZcU/s320/Libya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three years ago,today, my family and i moved to Libya. I remember on my tranist stop in London, back then, that i wrote an e-mail to my friend complaning how would my parents do this to me, complaning about many things, about my schooling,my friends,the turn my life was about to take. Little did i know that although its tough,i'd get used to it. I'd love it. Well, love was already there. Its Libya. I was Libyan despite all the paper work,despite all the school records that state that im otherwise,despite my country of birth,despite all the facts. I was Libyan, a true Libyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt easy, i didnt expect it to be easy, until this day, at times i feel the urge to pack my bags and go back to the life i got used to...Many times...Then i think, well it was about time that i got to know my family,my country,my people. It is about time that i experience life in this land....somehow in between i found joy in living here.. sure it is not easy, sure i miss it over there lots, but at times i think maybe it was about time. Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2639807986241522825?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2639807986241522825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2639807986241522825' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2639807986241522825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2639807986241522825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-been-3-years-2day.html' title='It is been 3 years 2day!!!!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RqCKpdLKVYI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Pq0-5lRZcU/s72-c/Libya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-5102082088691598212</id><published>2007-07-19T11:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:35:57.407+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes my results....tada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/movie/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Classic Movie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&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/5652421304822127735-5102082088691598212?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5102082088691598212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5102082088691598212' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5102082088691598212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5102082088691598212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/here-goes-my-resultstada.html' title='Here goes my results....tada'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8402193301105860502</id><published>2007-07-17T18:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:35.905+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, the Tourist:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rp8zkdLKVXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Mtd6Rc2KPU/s1600-h/sunflowers-h6v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088842805351699826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rp8zkdLKVXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Mtd6Rc2KPU/s320/sunflowers-h6v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --I miss it already--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trip to London was first and foremost for work experience! Most of my days were spent at work and i had very little time off. In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;contrary&lt;/span&gt;, my mom, and brother were there to chill and relax. Having said that, i had in mind few places i wanted to visit, especially after the car tour my dad's friend took us in. I wanted to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Madame&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tussuad's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt;, and Harrods. These two i really wanted to see, as we say in Libyan "if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see them a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Palm&lt;/span&gt; tree would have risen on my head". My mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tag&lt;/span&gt; along with me as she wanted to get some shopping done..my dad's friend's daughter wanted to hang out with me and i thought this would be a good chance for us to catch up on everything since i spent very little time with her due to work..... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; go alone either not because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid but rather because fun=a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;minimum&lt;/span&gt; of two people:) So i was pleased that she too had in mind going out with me on my last day. I asked her to come early and so she came to my place at 10am. I thought good timing. I had a good night sleep. I slept until 9am. Then woke up, got ready and waited for my friend. She arrived we took the bus to Baker street. We located the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt; and WOW, the cue, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; to by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;British&lt;/span&gt; was LONG..i call it line up, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; crowded! We waited until about 1:30pm to get in. Finally we got our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tickets&lt;/span&gt; and got in. I was so excited to see everyone and be me. I missed the real me. I'm an outgoing person, i would jump up and down, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have "act &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; age" theory, although when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in Libya i try my best to, but usually, the real me wins. So i took pictures with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of the stars,leaders....i was crazy....but i had a blast....I took some pics specifically for the blog, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; have a pic entry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;inshallah&lt;/span&gt; as soon as i get the connector:) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt; was so crowded. It was amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;walahi&lt;/span&gt;!! It felt like one of those wild parties (not that i ever been to one:P) it was fun. The funny thing that happened to me while i was there was when i thought that the statue of a journalist with a camera was real, you see i noticed her, so i turned around and i said sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i was standing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of her...only to realize after few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; later that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; real. I started laughing with my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hysterically&lt;/span&gt;!! God..i keep laughing at myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i remember!!! We saw everything we could,acted proper with the crowd and left after we finished our tour of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt;. Then my friend suggested that we got to family square (well it has a different name) i cant recall. To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Londoners&lt;/span&gt; help me out (its where lots of birds are) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;loooooooooooool&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the best i could describe it! Yea yea its what u r thinking! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Almohem&lt;/span&gt;. We took pics there. I was on a mission, protecting my friend's water bottle from the guys collecting garbage, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i put it on the floor next to me or next to the stand near the fountain someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; to grab it. Actually in one of the pics i was trying to stop the guy. I laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; i see it. Then we ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;. After that, we headed to Harrods. YEAH. I was so thrilled to have gotten the chance to visit it, again, i was trying to protect myself from growing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Palm&lt;/span&gt; tree over my head. Harrods was my number one must see. That might sound odd to everyone especially with the fact that i hate shopping. I think the reason for my visit was because there was so much publicity about the mall and i wanted to see it. I saw the memorial for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; and Dodi. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help though but feel sad that such a memorial would be set for Dodi by his own father especially the wine glass....i mean we are always told to remember the best of those who pass away not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;odkro&lt;/span&gt; ma7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;asena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;mawtakum&lt;/span&gt;". Well, i took a pic of the memorial as well. I took a picture of the Harrods green sofa as well. I will post them all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;inshallah&lt;/span&gt; as soon as i get the phone connector (again, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get it). I toured around Harrods and there was a protest against fur which i guess are the essence of many of the products Harrods sells. I took a photo of the protest as well. Then it was seven pm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Kalas&lt;/span&gt;, my energy was off, i needed to get home. I got to my place freshened up, chatted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; with my friend then she had to head home because her house is an hour away. Then i stayed home and waited for my mom...she came at around 8pm...I asked her to tag along with me to Costa for a hot chocolate which i have been wanting to have all week, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; until my last day. Before our coffee we went quickly to shops, got chocolate for my cousins,and a cute dress for my cousin's baby girl, and a book for me (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Devinchi&lt;/span&gt; Code-yes i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; read it YET). That was the end of my last day in London. I had a blast. I will forever remember the tour my dad's friend took us to on my second or third day and also will remember my last day there, and for sure my work experience and the warm welcome i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; from everyone there. I laughed and walked like i have never done before. My trip was amazing!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Alhamdullah&lt;/span&gt;!!! I would so go again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of my trip bk home, i purchased 3 John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Grisham&lt;/span&gt; books(The Client,The innocent man,The Pelican Brief), and two Toni &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Macguire&lt;/span&gt; Books (When Daddy comes home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;). I ended up spending around 40 pounds on books. I would have spent more if i got the chance but i had to check out. I think i have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt; with books. I like buying and reading them more so then buying clothes....my sister thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; nuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Pics to come when i get the connector back:)&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/5652421304822127735-8402193301105860502?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8402193301105860502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8402193301105860502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8402193301105860502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8402193301105860502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-tourist.html' title='Me, the Tourist:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rp8zkdLKVXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_Mtd6Rc2KPU/s72-c/sunflowers-h6v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2114405394333690003</id><published>2007-07-17T14:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T14:14:07.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Was i sent to the gulf?</title><content type='html'>It was 7/7/07 (Saturday)I woke up and headed to the airport,i was excited yet apprehensive. I was going to London, and for the first time in my life i travel for the purpose of work (internship). I have done lots of work experience/volunteer work throughout my life,but i never did any work experience in the field of law so i had mixed feelings and there was the usual questions: will i be able to mannage? After few mintues i decided to let go of these thoughts. I had a full day before i even had to go to work as my internship was to start on the 9th. I got to London at around 5.20pm, went through check in,and was out in a flash but decided to wait for my cousins/their friends who were on a tranist stop in London to go to Canada.It took them awhile to be checked in,they were all under 16. They got a 24 hour visa and left to a hotel for the night. I had my dad's friend waiting for me and my brother,and mom. Yes my mom tagged along(and im glad she did). It was supposed to be just me and my brother but then my mom decided to come along as well. We were in the car for almost 2 hours if not abit more. There was some sort of a march(maseera) and the roads were either closed or crowded so it took us about the time we spent on flight to get to our place. We stayed at burwood/marple arch. I was surprised/astonished/amazed/ at the number of muslims and specifically at the number of people from the gulf. I remember my amazment went as far as texting my dad, and asking him did he by any chance send me to the gulf? and went on to msg my sister and tell her that im not in London. I have lived in other western countries but have never seen that many muslims in one place (mashallah). It felt like home. Arabic was everywhere, and on my first and second day i heard very little English spoken. I had to remind myself every now and then that im in an English speaking country!! The first day, i got to our place really tired and exahusted and had little energy to do anything, so i just went out for the purpose of eating something and getting home to sleep...little did i know that many times i'd just do,go home from work,freshen up,go eat then come home!I had my cousin, khalti and her husband on a visit(they got there few days before us) in London so we met up on our second day in London (8/7/07)-Sunday. It was a day for us to get fimiliar with our area and explore the surroundings. We spent all day at edgware,going from one store to another. I was supposed to get a new formal black trousers to wear at work but wasnt in the mood of trying things out...so i just looked around and ended up buying nothing that day. We took breaks every now and then at my cousin's hotel at the business launch or at our place. Whenever we get tired, we go to the closest place. After a long day we went to maroush,a lebenese resaturant (which had lots of branches but we went to the one that has nice tables and looks more formal. We had a wonderful chat together and eat Lebenese food. I love Lebenese food especially "waraq al 3enab" -vine leaves and all their salads!!Then it was 9/7/07 (Monday). It was my first official day of work. I woke up at around 7:30am,got myself ready, and woke up my brother at around 8:30 so we could go to train station at around 9:00am and get our oyster card. My dad's friend tagged along to show us the way ( barak alahu feeh,he did more then he should walahi). So we purchased our one week tickects and headed to aldegate. It was a formal business area. Everyone was dressed in suits except my brother(he felt out of place,he said). I got to the firm (Holman Fenwick and Willan) at around 10 to 15am. This firm is so historical it has been there sicne 1880s and was founded by the Holman family.At work i was given a temperoray card (to scan through doors so i can go into the firm and same process to get out)so movie style, all these secuirty stuff!!! A. Cornner from HR was waiting for me and other vaction students (thats what i was called- a vaction student) and toured us around the firm and gave us instructions fire alram/emergency and all the normal procedures and asked us to be dressed formally, and we were already dressed according to standereds, we were also asked to sign a contract stating that everything we hear at the firm we forget at the firm,and thats only right because there are lots of confidential information and it needs to remain as such. Then i was introuduced to D. Honey,the lawyer i have been in contact with through e-mail but never seen in real life until then, he was my main surprovisor. He welcomed me to the firm and gave me a long case to read through i was showed to my office (orginally it belongs to another solicter who was away on a business trip) which happened to be across from J.Clanchy a solicter who has done lots of work in North Africa and specifically Libya. On my first day of work,the company took me to Lunch at a restaurant called Assembly. It was an alright experience. I had a nice chat with my fellow coworkers. There were four of them and i was the fifth. We talked about everything, from Libya to France to Canada. They gave me an overview of what it is like to work at a law firm. Then we headed back to our firm,and i continued reading the case and making notes. So my first day reminded me of my exam period. Then i went home,freshened up,and went out to my cousin's hotel chatted together and then my dad's friend brought his daughter and took me and my brother on a tour (the same route that the tour bus takes) and i got to see tons of places from the comfort of the car such as the Big pen,Buckingham palace,Harrods,Chalers place,the road that was name after the English's victory over the Spanish,and many more places which i took pics off..we had a nice walk around the river and the tour ended,,,then i got home,,,and i went to Pizza Hut with my brother and mom..After that we headed home and slept.10/7/07 (Tuesday)My day started at around 7:30am. I woke up got ready,waited until it was 8:30 am and woke up my bro to tag along with me. My mom had an underground phobia and was worried someone would beat me up or something, she said if i wanted to go alone that i should use the bus. Ofcourse, that was out of the question. Cuz with buses i'd have to calculate the time loss of the traffic and would have to make it up by waking up few hours earlier (no thanks). That was a no way. So my poor bro tagged along!! Got to work, and contuined reading the case. Then i was asked to stop reading and assist them with getting the doucments/proves in order,and review the calculations of a case that has the 1oth as its deadline.I quickly scanned through the case and got stright to work. i did what i was asked and i had so much fun doing it. Then it was lunch time, and i went to Eat--it was a horrible experience. Bad choice!!I drank my coca and left the sandwich on the tray. Oh remembering it makes me wanna throw up--excuse moi! Then i went to my cousin's hotel, chatted and then went out and checked the shops. Again, i was just tagging along,i didnt purchase anything,then i asked my cousin/aunt/mom to go eat at Pizza Hut, i was hungry so i didnt want to go to any place to try out, i wanted something i already knew. We ate and then we each headed home. We were too tired to do anything, and epsecially me. I was dead tired!11/7/07 (Wednesday)Just the usuall routine, i went to work, continued reading on the case i was given the first day as it was a hugh case, and i was asked to do a research about Corporate Manslaughter/Coporate Killing. I took a break from reading the case and did the research, then i discussed my findings with my fellow coworker. After getting that done i got another case to read and highlight certian information, which i did happily. Then it was lunch time, this time i went with my coworker Clare to starbucks (again i was going for fimilair places). I'm a pickky eater so its hard for me to enjoy just anything. I ate abit and left the rest because they had something in there that i couldnt eat. I drank my orange juice and chatted with my coworker about Libya, her travels,mine,and the firm. I had an amazing time, with exception to my sandwich i enjoyed my lunch time:P I headed back to work and continued reading the case until it was time to go home. My dad was to arrive to London on Wednesday so i went home and found a msg from his international cell (happymoi whats for dinner today?) i replied (dad resturants are everywhere,and you get to choose)...So we waited for him, and went to my cousin's hotel,we had a good chat and said goodbye to them cuz they were leaving in the morning and headed to Maroush,the lebenese resturant i mentioned earlier. We had shish tawooq(main course),in addition to some appetizers and mine was ofcourse vine leaves:) waraq al enab:)..Then we headed home and slept.12/7/07Work had a different falvour on the 12th.I was given a new case to highlight certain information (a 10 pages case, no as long as the first case i was given)...in addition to that, I was asked to attend a workshop lunch with my coworkers which i did happily and the workshop was about "whats a ship"...it was alright, the food (oh no) i dont even want to remember. It was club sandiwiches and i mean im fine with them, at least i used to be fine with them...but oh god, i grabbed a cheese club sandwich and walahi i had to fill my cup with water so i could force my self to finish it...Cuz everyone's plate was full except mine and i didnt want my coworkers to think i didnt like the lunch, cuz it would be rude so i forced my self into eating that sandwich!! what an experience:(! I head home as hungry as wolf!! I asked my mom to join me to the Spaghttie house. I wanted some real food and so i went there. It was good and the waiter was so much fun, i gave the waiter a good tip for his sense of humor and his service!! After that i checked some stores out, they had only an hour and were going to close so i quickly looked through and i bought some souviners for myself.13/7/07It was my last day of work and i got to just about four pages to finish the huge case i was given on my first day. I completed that and done a summary of it. Then my coworker told me to come with him to court which i gladly accepted. The building was amazing. It is so victorian. I loved it. I went to the court of Appeal in which everyone was wearing wigs, and a trail of a murderer was in session. An appeal trial. The convict was in a box and had his head down. It was a creepy feeling being the same room with a murderer! I aslo went to commerically related trial..I went to the court garden (and no it wasnt a real graden) it was an indoor garden had chaires/like a rest area for lawyers but indoors. I had fun, lots of fun there. Then my coworkers took me to lunch at this place which i forgat what it was called, and i had a good lunch, a good chat with my fellow coworkers!!Then it was time to get back to work. I finished all my tasks and was waiting for the final discussion of my week,my case, and everything and i did that with my surprivisor. Then it was time to head home, i said my goodbyes and thank yous and i was given the contact information of my fellow workers, the ones i spent most of my time with (D. Honey, J. Clanchy,S. Salimi-pour). Overall, my work experience was amazing. I will talk about my last day in London (in which i did the going all over the place tour)...but for now, my entry is long enough...Pics will be posted as soon as i get the phoner connecter!Thats an account of my work experience...The rest later:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2114405394333690003?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2114405394333690003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2114405394333690003' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2114405394333690003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2114405394333690003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/was-i-sent-to-gulf_2659.html' title='Was i sent to the gulf?'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8921661247565926694</id><published>2007-07-16T23:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:36.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdullah: 4th year here i come :-) rororororeyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RpventLKVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/xYFvZB8bbvU/s1600-h/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087904977767781714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RpventLKVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/xYFvZB8bbvU/s320/results.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alhamdullah!! My results turned out wonderful. Alhamdullah!!Alhamdullah!! i passed all my courses, including the course i was so afriad of (Happymoi high fives self:P). To my surprise i did exceptionally well on it on my final exam. (How did i screw up on my midterm?i'm not so sure!-that will remain a mystry) I'm still at the disbelief stage. This year was one of the toughest school years for me,and for everything to work out at the end is just wonderful. Alhamdullah. I'm still puting my thoughts down about my trip.So be patient,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALhamdullah as many times as there are human beings on this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RpvehtLKVUI/AAAAAAAAADo/v5a0dtTHt4A/s1600-h/studying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087904874688566594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RpvehtLKVUI/AAAAAAAAADo/v5a0dtTHt4A/s320/studying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and even more so. Alhamdullah! I'm so happy. All that studying didnt go to waste:):):) I was told that i got top student, i havent seen that yet but i'll take my friend's words. The list of rankings isnt yet composed by the school so my friend just checked our averages and said i was top (ofcourse im thrilled:)). I'm not too worried about rankings and all because for me passing criminal law was a mircal... Really the exams for that course were hell on earth!! I'm so greatful i passed it. YAY celebration time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking about results: Congrats to my friend Mo for graduating, i knew you'd get far! Mashallah! Congrats to all grads of 07. To my classmates and friends: mabrook al naja7:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought i share with everyone the best moment of the day!! ALhamdullah:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8921661247565926694?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8921661247565926694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8921661247565926694' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8921661247565926694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8921661247565926694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/alhamdullah-welcome-4th-year-law.html' title='Alhamdullah: 4th year here i come :-) rororororeyyy'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RpventLKVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/xYFvZB8bbvU/s72-c/results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2056501729702872665</id><published>2007-07-15T19:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:36.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happymoi is BACK:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RppWE9LKVSI/AAAAAAAAADY/QbzkHup0hPc/s1600-h/working.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087473372209239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RppWE9LKVSI/AAAAAAAAADY/QbzkHup0hPc/s320/working.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for your comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too tired now so i wont be saying much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to Tripoli....I have been in London for nine days not five (it seems everyone has been mislead by the date i posted my entry). I just didnt log into the net until the 10th so yeah. I have done what i could, my internship went well, although i must say it has stood many times in the way of my tours,nevertheless,i have enjoyed my stay in London. More to come later:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2056501729702872665?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2056501729702872665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2056501729702872665' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2056501729702872665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2056501729702872665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/happymoi-is-back.html' title='Happymoi is BACK:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RppWE9LKVSI/AAAAAAAAADY/QbzkHup0hPc/s72-c/working.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7746500289298513486</id><published>2007-07-10T23:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:10:34.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in London right now. Things are really busy. I dont have that much time to go online!! More to come later probably when im back to Tripoli which will be inshallah on the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all tons. Have a wonderful time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7746500289298513486?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7746500289298513486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7746500289298513486' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7746500289298513486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7746500289298513486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-in-london-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8527725018358658297</id><published>2007-07-04T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T14:17:59.355+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Nightmare [not care]</title><content type='html'>On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;,2006 my aunt's husband got a stroke which left him half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paralyzed&lt;/span&gt;. He was under going treatment and was getting better. He got to the point of being able to walk. Only to get sick again on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday June30,2007 &lt;/span&gt;night at around 12am. The thing about getting sick on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a Friday night&lt;/span&gt; in Libya is that no doctors are on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hospitals&lt;/span&gt;. None whatsoever. No one. Its as if no one gets sick on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt;. It is as if this day is a holiday from "it" all. Reality says other wise. Imagine this, my uncle was sick. He was being taken from one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; to another,no hospital was ready to take him because he was in an awful state. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HELLOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what are hospitals for if they are going to keep saying we cant take him, his state is way over us. What is going on?? So the family ended up taking him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sbea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3a hospital which is around an hour drive away.Can you believe it. Can you believe it? The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; is yet to come. After a one hour drive no doctors were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; at the that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;specialized&lt;/span&gt; heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; when the family decided to use its connections. Imagine..calling people they knew so they could locate a doctor to have a look at my aunt's husband. He was placed in intensive care unit, and what an intensive care it was. He was supposed to stay for 24 hours,but was placed out less then 12 hours later? !!! What the hell???!! really. I mean he was in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; state, closer to death then life how on earth did they see him improve? An educated decision was made to get him out of Libya, to the now famous Libyan new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hospitals&lt;/span&gt; (TUNISIA), now there is a "tones" phobia cuz its equated with being sick. Yup it was that bad. Now at least he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; the treatment he deserves, he is taken good care of, at least in terms of "keeping him in intensive care unit". It really saddens me that we are where we are. We are a rich country, we deserve good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hospitals&lt;/span&gt;. I not only blame the health care system but i also blame the doctors for their heartless actions. At least have the decency to be there when it is your shift. 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alekum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; goes to all the doctors out there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so in my family's case we were able to take him to Tunisia with an emergency plane, what about others who cant? or is it that no one really cares anymore?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Walahi&lt;/span&gt; my heart was torn on Friday night, the whole family was in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt; state. The problem is, the pain of having someone you know get hurt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; enough, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; system +doctors had to add "insult to injury"...my dad vowed we are moving as soon as he can...i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; blame him for making such a vow. He was awa&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ken&lt;/span&gt; from his sleep in the middle of the night and was searching for a hospital along with everyone else.In Germany, if a doctor was on holiday (HOLIDAY) and happen to pass by a sick person on the street and didnt help him his license would be rovoked, why dont we impose such a thing in Libya? well ba3deen we wont have any licenced doctors! Rabi yuster &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kalas&lt;/span&gt;. May Allah heal all those sick and those healthy keep them so. Pray for my aunt's husband to get well soon. At the end, i hope that doctors enjoy their Friday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;zarada&lt;/span&gt; "picnic" knowing that others are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; reckless act and lack of commitment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8527725018358658297?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8527725018358658297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8527725018358658297' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8527725018358658297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8527725018358658297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/07/health-nightmare-not-care.html' title='Health Nightmare [not care]'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6434027096073783087</id><published>2007-06-28T19:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:36.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>14 years ago,i abandoded this fruit (hehe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoPp8VTkJEI/AAAAAAAAADI/wYAPFs9bZbs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081162027324679234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoPp8VTkJEI/AAAAAAAAADI/wYAPFs9bZbs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a rule in my family that when business guests are around, or any other guest for that matter that none of us (the kids) should enter the room. We followed the rules,and things were going smoothly. Until one day, my uncle had business guests over for lunch and we (my cousin S, My cousin F and Me) decided that we should take a little risk and see what happens. Well, we saw baskets of fruits going to the guest room and we wanted some. We thought,(we didnt really think cuz otherwise we would have walked to the kictchen if we used our brain) walking to the guest room was closer then walking to the kitchen. And on we entered. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;, we were treated with smiles and welcomes even from the rule makers (my uncles). Then, we started passing by each fruit basket and only collecting bananas. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how we did it but we did. Then we said goodbye to the guests and knew breaking the law has consequences and so we were waiting for our dear uncle to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so creative in his punishment. He brought a box full of bananas. And told us we had to eat it all. If any of you seen Matilda (the part where the boy had to eat a huge chocolate cake), you would know what we thought at first and what actually would take place. Well for those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; see Matilda, we thought cool idea! We started eating,little did we know, that it was impossible for 3 of us to finish all that. I was sick from eating them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; my uncle insisted we continue, so next time when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; something we'd go to the kitchen and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the guests. From that day on, i can never touch a banana, never set in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sofra&lt;/span&gt; with Banana in it,never pick up a plate that has bananas on it. Thinking about it, i cant stop laughing. This happened 14 years ago, and i still have a banana phobia. I keep telling my uncle, that he was the reason i cant eat bananas anymore. That he was the reason i cant pick his plate of banana and that he has to pick it up on his own. He laughs so hard but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; recall it. He keeps saying did i really do that. I love my uncle. Now i can always run away from cleaning anything that has banana on it:P:P:P Thanks Uncle. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day everyone:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6434027096073783087?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6434027096073783087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6434027096073783087' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6434027096073783087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6434027096073783087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/14-years-agoi-abandoded-this-fruit-hehe.html' title='14 years ago,i abandoded this fruit (hehe)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoPp8VTkJEI/AAAAAAAAADI/wYAPFs9bZbs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-291270218374425023</id><published>2007-06-28T12:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:36.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This month, many years ago,---------------------</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoOUolTkJCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KN1b76tCOBI/s1600-h/Sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081068229533901858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoOUolTkJCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KN1b76tCOBI/s320/Sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was June. I remember i walked up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stairs&lt;/span&gt;. I found my parents bedroom open. I went in with a smile on my face. I saw my dad. He was wiping his hand,about to pray. I remember where i was standing. I remember everything as if it is happening now. I checked on my sister. She was asleep. Wait a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sure if she was asleep. Her face was a mixture of green,blue.She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; look normal to me. I brought this to the attention of my father. He asked me to leave the room. My heart beats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; normal anymore. I realized something was really wrong. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to leave. I left but stood out in the corner of the hall between my parent's room and the other rooms. I heard my father call my uncle. My uncle had a black bag in his hand and he walked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; into my parents room. He was checking on my sister. Then my dad called my mom. My mom came up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stairs&lt;/span&gt;. She had a mug in her hand. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;entered&lt;/span&gt; the room. She had this look i shall never forget. Then she was in tears. She had her face covered with both of her hands. I knew then, that my sister was gone.But my uncle was a doctor,if my sister was sick he could help her right? I was a kid,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what i thought then.But nope.He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;.He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;. Our house turned into a funeral home. Then i realized that there was no way my sister is coming back. I still remember she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wearing&lt;/span&gt; a cute pink outfit. I remember everything and i was only a kid then. Many years have passed. I never talked about it with anyone. Not even to my own parents. True, i was a kid,but i understood the pain my parents were enduring, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; about to make them feel worse. I kept my feeling about my sister's death deep within me. I never told anyone about her death. People whom i knew after this incident never knew i lost a sister. I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; tell anyone. It was way too painful. Then there was school, when i went back kids were pointing at me and saying she lost her sister. Some even teased me about it. I still remember their faces. I still remember where i was standing when the kids were talking about my sister's death. I understand now that they were kids, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; understand how hurt i was. But then i was a kid too,and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know how to deal with her loss. I never forgot being the first to see her dead. It is really weird that after all these years i have decided to blog about it. Never did i do that in the past. Never. It was something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;forbidden&lt;/span&gt;. As if talking about her meant her death was more real. But it was real. It was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;qadar&lt;/span&gt;". Now, i see my cousin who happens to be a year younger then her and i say if she was alive she would have been this year, or that. She would have shared a room with me. She would have....she would have......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is really hard when you lose someone. But moving on is a must. Moving on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like them anymore. I told that to my friend who recently lost her brother in a car crash, because she was planning to put her life on hold FOREVER she'd never go back to university and that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; she would stop living. This was the only time i brought to anyone that i lost a sister. I told her, moving on is part of life,it has nothing to do with stopping our love for those whom we lost. Death is essential thing in our life, and if her bro was alive he would have wanted her to continue to live her life,just like my sister would have. So never take anything for granted,not even the fights you have with your siblings. Really, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; serious. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Bordem would&lt;/span&gt; take over,if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have ups and downs in our life. If everything was all happy,then we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; learn the value of being happy. Don't feel sad for me, or sorry. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.I miss her, and that is only normal...I know well enough that we are but passengers in this life,and any given moment we'll leave. I wish for that moment to be when we are ready to face Allah. Last, but not least never stop telling those you love, that you love them. I love you all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Alhamdullah&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/5652421304822127735-291270218374425023?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/291270218374425023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=291270218374425023' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/291270218374425023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/291270218374425023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-month-many-years-ago.html' title='This month, many years ago,---------------------'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoOUolTkJCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KN1b76tCOBI/s72-c/Sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-3910721573538625073</id><published>2007-06-26T11:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:37.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach trip,and i didnt even touch the water!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoDkpFbD3XI/AAAAAAAAACw/xAnSPhSa1Ko/s1600-h/Lady+Justice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080311774155365746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoDkpFbD3XI/AAAAAAAAACw/xAnSPhSa1Ko/s320/Lady+Justice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday i went to the beach with my mom,dad,grandma,little siblings,and little cousins. Yes finally i did go. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garabulli&lt;/span&gt; beach. It was nice and empty at first...the problem was it was too sunny....So i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; really enjoy it much... i went to the beach with a bunch of my little cousins (BIG MISTAKE) &lt;strong&gt;lesson number one&lt;/strong&gt;: if their parents are going never volunteer to take them.. ... noise noise noise noise...it was so sunny i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; bare setting outside(MISTAKE NUMBER TWO) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go to the beach around 1pm and expect to enjoy the beach. I stayed in the room almost all of the day (the place had 2 rooms,kitchen,small hall,and balcony in the back). Our trip started with the legendary "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embakbka&lt;/span&gt;"-famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;libyan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zarda&lt;/span&gt; dish:):) and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sharmola&lt;/span&gt;"-tomato,pepper,onion,salt and bread...No pictures included &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; my little cousins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; bother waiting when my mom and i were putting the food, they just started eating (well what do you expect when the age range is 4-10)?????? I took one pic of the beach(with my cousin's camera) and my cousin promised to send it and until now no show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;At around 6pm i decided to grab a chair,set outside,and read my book....I stayed for less then 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; and since our room had a street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of it, guys started staring...i hate it when they do that...so the first one i ignored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; it might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; holding a book and reading...then the second one he actually slowed down his car:(:( and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rogbtah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;greeb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;etkasret&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;leen&lt;/span&gt; 7'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ofet&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;aleeh&lt;/span&gt;"...I felt sorry for him and decided to go indoors until it was around 7:00pm when we decided to leave...and to end our trip we made a stop at one of the stores on the road and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;:):) I got home and promised myself never ever to go to the beach if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; gonna swim in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;duhr&lt;/span&gt; time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered my trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;UAE&lt;/span&gt; this past summer, where we went to a place called ladies club (it has every activity that may hit u)and it was a place i will never forget..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it had a wonderful beach,two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; pools,an awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and it was all ladies everyday... it was a fancy place.....i wish we had a place like that in Libya....This place for ladies is a must visit.....If i go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;UAE&lt;/span&gt; again this summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; for sure pay the place a visit:)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My thoughts are all over...I just woke up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have breakfast yet..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;TTUAL&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&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/5652421304822127735-3910721573538625073?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3910721573538625073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3910721573538625073' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3910721573538625073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3910721573538625073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/beach-tripand-i-didnt-even-touch-water.html' title='Beach trip,and i didnt even touch the water!!!!!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RoDkpFbD3XI/AAAAAAAAACw/xAnSPhSa1Ko/s72-c/Lady+Justice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2440059449210430348</id><published>2007-06-23T13:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:37.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather,indoors and LONDON:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rn0IrlbD3TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dw3Qq6Aj26k/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079225499616795954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rn0IrlbD3TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dw3Qq6Aj26k/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The weather has been really hot lately,i so want to go to the beach but so far no luck, all my cousins are taking their exams and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; the only one free....plus everyone here is busy with the arrival of relatives that there has been no time for any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zarada&lt;/span&gt; trips!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So i have been trying to enjoy my time in doors, doing nothing but sleeping in, reading for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; Author John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grisham&lt;/span&gt;(The Last Juror),and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hanging out&lt;/span&gt; at grandma.. I started "The Last Juror" awhile ago but because of exams and all i had to put reading it on hold and now is the time to finish it up:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Other then that, i have been checking the net to get a better view of London. I'm not sure how much i will get to see in London &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; of the internship (work work work), but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; hoping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; stop at Harrods. I really must visit this place (or something will happen to me)....I have made a list of a must see, but since i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know much about London and its so far apart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not sure if my friends there would be willing to be all over the place in one week----and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; only free for few hours each day....Londoners any suggestions?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have 13 days left before i head to London...I'm excited...Lets hope things work out:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/5652421304822127735-2440059449210430348?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2440059449210430348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2440059449210430348' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2440059449210430348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2440059449210430348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/weatherindoors-and-londonp.html' title='The weather,indoors and LONDON:P'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rn0IrlbD3TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dw3Qq6Aj26k/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4560091456900589666</id><published>2007-06-22T11:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:37.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mabrook Mabrook Mabrook (gr.9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnuZTFbD3SI/AAAAAAAAACI/-nvCAed6EQg/s1600-h/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078821557942607138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnuZTFbD3SI/AAAAAAAAACI/-nvCAed6EQg/s400/results.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the "big day" for the Libyan Radio station. Almost all Libyans were glued to their radios to hear the results of the grade nine students. This grade is considered a "shahada". It is a big thing in Libya. Even those who have no family member in grade nine would still be glued to the radio,well how else would they know if "folna/folan" passed or not...Normal Libyan gasgsa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For us, it was a time of joy. We already knew that my sister has passed,with a "mumtaz"-92% Mashallah:) so really we were listening with so much ease. Thats the fun part about being Libyan...if you knew the "right people" your results were out for you before the actual announcment:) My cousin on the other hand,although had a 96 %point something wasnt really that happy cuz he expected to be one of the top ten on Aljamhirya, so he was disappointed to know he missed the 10th position by point something. He was extreemly sad...I keep reminding them (my cousin and my sister) that say Alhamdullah you passed, and you know your results so you dont have to endure the pain of waiting for your name. Having said that we stayed until it was Fajer prayer. That was when we finally heard their names,got up from our beds prayed, then went back to bed. Zardas are going to start rolling soon. I love zardas:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to all those who passed, and to the rest good luck on "dor tani"...Sister n cousin, congratulations you too, your hard work and dedication didnt go to waste:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S: Akak: i heard one of the akaks pass.So if hes your family member congrats:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4560091456900589666?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4560091456900589666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4560091456900589666' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4560091456900589666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4560091456900589666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/mabrook-mabrook-mabrook-gr9.html' title='Mabrook Mabrook Mabrook (gr.9)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnuZTFbD3SI/AAAAAAAAACI/-nvCAed6EQg/s72-c/results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7159455308867338683</id><published>2007-06-21T15:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:37.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Mosque on the Prairie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078509343884958994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rnp9V1bD3RI/AAAAAAAAACA/f3uhjLZt_f8/s400/Satellite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"It is an opportunity to see Muslims as having the same concerns as other people, like school, relationships and family life. I think it is surprising to people because it is so normalizing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how many of you have heard of this setcom. It is news to me. (am i really so behind??)I was looking through islamonline and i came accross the show that is supposed to humanize muslims to the public...and i couldnt but stop to ponder about the use of word "humanize"....and then i read that this has the same intention that the Bill Cosby's show had in the 70s/80s and that is to humanize African Americans.....How many more ethnic/religion groups need to be humanized?? Do you think this is a good step??? Any thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"On one episode, an embarrassed Baber explains to a recent convert of Islam why his daughter does not wear the hijab, saying that the wind blew it off her head. The scene continues as the daughter exclaims "Dad, for the nine zillionth time, I’m not wearing it!" Baber then blames teenage hormones for his daughter’s apparent lack of faith."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch it....Do you?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7159455308867338683?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7159455308867338683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7159455308867338683' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7159455308867338683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7159455308867338683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-mosque-on-prairie.html' title='Little Mosque on the Prairie'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rnp9V1bD3RI/AAAAAAAAACA/f3uhjLZt_f8/s72-c/Satellite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-1432474027298987912</id><published>2007-06-20T20:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:38.184+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My past...My present..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnlzE1bD3QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Yi9MPsycn60/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078216581734194434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnlzE1bD3QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Yi9MPsycn60/s400/Sunset.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was a busy day! We had the guests over,and things went as planned. Their kids reminded me of my past years, of our time together,of everything that meant so much to me,of a life that was mine..the girls were so much younger.....oh my... mashallah they have grown up...really this life is going by so fast...i remembered everything wonderful..my camping trips,my workshops,my volunteer work,my parties,my picnics,my awesome past!! How wonderful. I miss those days. Libya is different. But maybe it is time that i experience this world..the world where i should belong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(THE END)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Present-Today) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle and his family are here... Life is good-Alhamdullah! Happymoi is happy!! Lots to say,but im really busy and i gotta be at grandma for tea (i missed it i think now). Just thought i drop in and say im alife and well...OMG I just remembered i actually missed my show today,this never happens not even in my exam days. OMG ...how could i forget...The only day i didnt watch my show was the night of my criminal law exam..but for me to miss my show in my day off thats just sooooo shocking!!! Whats up with me?!!!!Am i getting off my routine? IS that good?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-1432474027298987912?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1432474027298987912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1432474027298987912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1432474027298987912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1432474027298987912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-pastmy-present.html' title='My past...My present..'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnlzE1bD3QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Yi9MPsycn60/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7267350060934277266</id><published>2007-06-19T10:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:38.868+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:) Good Morning, guests for lunch,and family reunion soon?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RneYilbD3PI/AAAAAAAAABw/jsgvBsTloLY/s1600-h/CAFUEHBB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077694824812109042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RneYilbD3PI/AAAAAAAAABw/jsgvBsTloLY/s400/CAFUEHBB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waking up this morning was not like any other!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; thinking about how many pages i out to get done by 2pm, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; thinking about which room shall i study in. For the first time, since April, my mind is free to rest, free of having to look at all these words and texts. I think my brain too wanted to celebrate and it kind of envied the rest of my body (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it saw that my hands move,my legs jump,my mouth screams) and it remains silent...So through blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; giving it a chance to put down its thoughts (yet again my brain was teary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; my hands had to transform its thoughts into words)...lol..and now my brain hates it when my mouth has a big smile about its weird thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming was an option but then i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; we'll have all of Tripoli over for lunch. I came back from the exam(yesterday) and the first thing i did was ring the bell of my Aunt's house. I found my cousin and i did exactly the same thing you see above except i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a hat, but a purse...she hugged me and told me that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; use "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shmata&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; she too has until Sunday and then shes done. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. was i "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;atshamething&lt;/span&gt;"? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; yes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. It feels good when one is done, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it feels 100 times better when one passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that, my mom just told me that later i have to go pick up her friend (who is visiting from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;UAE&lt;/span&gt;) and bring her here for lunch--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not driving my bro is--she has five girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mashallah&lt;/span&gt;. Last time i saw them was 6 years ago, and she had 2 girls then. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; at least we have "an out of the routine" thing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his family are coming from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;UAE&lt;/span&gt;. Then 10 days later &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle MO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his family are coming from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;UAE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his family are coming from Canada,and my cousin and her family are coming from Canada. So ..soon this place will be full of people,full of stories and full of kids....I'm looking forward to seeing everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7267350060934277266?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7267350060934277266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7267350060934277266' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7267350060934277266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7267350060934277266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-morning-guests-for-lunchand-family.html' title=':) Good Morning, guests for lunch,and family reunion soon?!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RneYilbD3PI/AAAAAAAAABw/jsgvBsTloLY/s72-c/CAFUEHBB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-4810435583617392721</id><published>2007-06-18T14:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:39.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number 10 --DONE DONE DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnZ_xVbD3OI/AAAAAAAAABo/oHYLQiQh7ao/s1600-h/teddy+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077386115447774434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnZ_xVbD3OI/AAAAAAAAABo/oHYLQiQh7ao/s400/teddy+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done DONE done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DoNe&lt;/span&gt; Done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done done.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alhamdullah&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer here i come...London get ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Happymoi's&lt;/span&gt; visit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunts/Uncles/Grandmas---I'm going to be around and about so get ready (get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; shopping done) ...friends --after the results &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; come by to say my congrats but before that i gotta catch up with my family..they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; i exist!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall enjoy my momentary FREEDOM (i hope it last when my results come out) :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Inshallah&lt;/span&gt;. Take care everyone...Summer has just began for moi:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-4810435583617392721?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4810435583617392721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=4810435583617392721' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4810435583617392721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/4810435583617392721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-10-done-done-done.html' title='Exam Number 10 --DONE DONE DONE'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnZ_xVbD3OI/AAAAAAAAABo/oHYLQiQh7ao/s72-c/teddy+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6171408942958970173</id><published>2007-06-17T09:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:39.522+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To YOU with LOVE (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnUoTFbD3NI/AAAAAAAAABg/zKHKaUysdQs/s1600-h/katias+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077008463268404434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnUoTFbD3NI/AAAAAAAAABg/zKHKaUysdQs/s400/katias+grad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News (Just in): Katia's Graduation Pics-&lt;/strong&gt; Mabrook sweetheart(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main Entry:- 2 u wd (L):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnTi1lbD3KI/AAAAAAAAABI/slmDA7yz4KU/s1600-h/CA85TWPH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076932090159946914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnTi1lbD3KI/AAAAAAAAABI/slmDA7yz4KU/s400/CA85TWPH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not a believer in that one day is enough to remember those closest to our hearts. Katia's grad inspired me to remember the most wonderful person in my life,the one who has been there for me since day ONE,and is still there for me..This person was there when i was Katia's age,and way before i was even born..and continues to be there.. Today,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; taking few moments from my time to send this special message to one of the most wonderful persons in this entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will never forget everything you have done for me. Everything!! You have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; amazing. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what i could ever do without you.The thought of loosing you,makes my nights sleepless...you know why? because being with you is the best thing that ever happened to me... You are my source of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;...you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; my best friend. I wrote this sentence knowing that i would never go back to delete it because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 100% sure it will never change ... I'm telling you this -in time where friends are rare...where the word friend is not easily said...where these six letter word is sacred...in this century...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is true that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; my choice to be your daughter but &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; i had a choice i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have it any different then it already is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad you are awesome! Thanks for being with me every step of the way!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;YOu&lt;/span&gt; are the best father in the whole entire universe..and i know it for sure:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5652421304822127735-6171408942958970173?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6171408942958970173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6171408942958970173' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6171408942958970173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6171408942958970173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-you-with-love-l.html' title='To YOU with LOVE (L)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/RnUoTFbD3NI/AAAAAAAAABg/zKHKaUysdQs/s72-c/katias+grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6264361252581434104</id><published>2007-06-16T15:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:17:12.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number Nine ?!</title><content type='html'>I really dont know how i did.&lt;br /&gt;I answered all questions but im not sure if i was able to put down all that is required(i may have). All i want in this subject is a pass. That is a 50%. I'm serious for the first time in my life about not wanting more then 50% in criminal law. I think i should be able to get it,but i dont know. There is this side of me that is saying dont say you did ok and dont say you didnt do ok. Just leave it like that. So the answer is i really dont know. It is really weird that i must feel that way...I'm hoping that everyone will sincerely pray for me to pass it. All my other courses went fine-Alhamdullah. So inshallah khair with this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 10th and last final is going to take place Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Next exam: National Thought (known as Fiker Jamaheri)&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam: 11am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam: June18th,2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until 1pm on June the 18th. Well i better go take a shower, and have lunch...and take the rest of the day off.... I will study tomorrow for national thought for it only requires few hours. It is not alot of material!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6264361252581434104?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6264361252581434104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6264361252581434104' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6264361252581434104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6264361252581434104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-nine.html' title='Exam Number Nine ?!'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8734284440031177900</id><published>2007-06-13T13:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:08:36.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number 8:</title><content type='html'>Before i talk about my Inhertience Law exam i want you all to pray for me day and night for my Saturday exam (Criminal Law). This is the course which i scored so low in, on my midterm so im really praying for myself and im hoping everyone would too. Yes Akak i need your pills but i need an overdose and im sure it wont kill me,in fact, it could be what saves me:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So surprise surprise, i answered all the mathmathics questions CORRECT ..right on YAY. Alhamdullah. The written part was ok,and i did fine in it too.... The first person i saw when i went out was Aymen (a classmate who got higher then me in this subject) and before he even got a chance to say a word i ordered him not to say a word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i just started saying the answers loud enough for him to hear and he replied yes. I almost hugged him. No worrys i have good control overmyself even when im out of control LOOOOOOL. So im happy. I have this feeling though about my next exam thats making me uneasy. Maybe its due to the fact that im really scared to fail it.  Private Criminal Law is the one subject i dread. Everyone is just as worried as im. SO please everyone. You have plenty of time to pray for me before/after/until i pass:P is that too much to ask?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what im doing blogging..i should be studying..&lt;br /&gt;My plan is:&lt;br /&gt;Sleep for 2 hours. It is 2pm on my cellphone. The page still has inacurrate time. I tried fixing it. But i see it has 3:01 (no am not about to fix it).&lt;br /&gt;Wake up start on book one,with the stuff i didnt study on my midterm.&lt;br /&gt;Try to finish the second part of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;book one&lt;/span&gt; today with the notes related to that section.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;book 2&lt;/span&gt; with the notes&lt;br /&gt;Friday  book 2 if not done (which is more likely) then back to Book 1 the first part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Exam: Criminal Law (:(:(:( (please ed3oli,your prayers)&lt;br /&gt;Time of the Exam: 11pm-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam:16/6/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done blogging until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8734284440031177900?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8734284440031177900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8734284440031177900' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8734284440031177900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8734284440031177900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-8.html' title='Exam Number 8:'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-7087477287145539653</id><published>2007-06-09T14:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:50:51.173+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number Seven:)</title><content type='html'>Alhamdullah---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam went well. I'm so happy. I'm happy beyond belief!! A tough exam is off the way for good inshallah. No more commercial law:) I'm so happy!! Really today happy is truely happy!! And nothing will ruin it for me nothing...Plus&gt;&gt;&gt;i'm going to fly to London in July. I'm so excited. Its related to the internship i have mentioned earlier...I'm looking forward to that:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past&gt;&gt;Experience&gt;&gt;Life&gt;&gt;MOVING ON!!&lt;br /&gt;I have placed everything behind in regards to what happened with "her". I dont even want to call her a friend. She is still insisting on annoying me with foul langauge,but alhamdullah i have been dealing with her the right way. I just walk away. I leave her talk and never say a word back...I never would, foul language isnt for me to use! I have "wakelet ameri le Allah" i have put all my trust in God and alhamdullah, what she says doesnt bother me anymore...I have decided to move,and to forget i ever had her as a -------- because this proved to me she never was!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing very well. This coming monday is an official holiday.. Alhamdullah as a result our exams are postponed. Which means:my next exam will be Inhertience law and it will take place wednesday June13,2007. Lots of time to prepare for Inhertience Law--Alhamdullah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next exam: Inhertience Law&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam: 11am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam:13/6/1007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This postponding means that my exams will take place until June18. But thats ok. Because national though will take place then and its an easy subject. So alhamdullah. I'll consider mysefl done June16:P Hope you are all well:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;The school has been taking serious measures to prevent the use of cellphones:) I dont know how i forgat to mention that...i'm so happy:) Its a law school for real:) KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK ADMINSTRATION:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-7087477287145539653?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7087477287145539653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=7087477287145539653' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7087477287145539653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/7087477287145539653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-seven.html' title='Exam Number Seven:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-1781885784853870586</id><published>2007-06-06T18:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:22:35.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number 6:</title><content type='html'>Lebeeya: I pray for your safety and the saftey of my beloved relatives and fellow human beings. My heart goes for you all (L).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullah big times. My exam went better then i could have imgained. To be honest, i wasnt hundred percent prepared for the exam. I was distracted by 'the problem' but i tired my best....&gt;&gt;&gt;and &gt;&gt;Life&gt;&gt;&gt;moves on!! I hope peacfully after this mess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a risk and study all the past exam questions from year 1998 until this year's final exams in other Universities.I thought whats important cant change,plus it was international law, so it is not too hard to write and be right. I was lucky enough that the prof didnt go out of Those exams. In fact it was similair to the questions given to other universities with exception to one question...So alhamdullah it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have four exams left (one easy -national thought, three tough ones: Commercial law,Criminal law,Inhertience law). The toughest courses in year three are: Commercial Law, Criminal Law,Inhertience Law. So rabi yuster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note: I'm really excited...I have been offered an internship with a Lawyer in L. I hope things work out well and that i end up going. I just got his msg yesterday. I can't wait until school is over and i'm all free to fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that: I'm doing well. Hope everyone else is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Exam: Commercial Law&lt;br /&gt;Exam Date: Saturday June9th,2007&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam:11am to 1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more exams to go YAY..The count down is real. Damoon : i laughed so hard at your comment...mani: yes a change in its real sense,a wake up call to reevaluate ppl i mix with....im doing the reevalutation this summer...Int.Boy: Thanks for the well wishes. Akak: THANK YOU FOR your baraka a day...dont know what i'd do without it..Ibee: I appreciate all ur comments, you have a way of cheering me up...thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-1781885784853870586?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1781885784853870586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=1781885784853870586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1781885784853870586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/1781885784853870586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-6.html' title='Exam Number 6:'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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-5652421304822127735.post-3909672248134222459</id><published>2007-06-04T15:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:52:59.978+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number Five:</title><content type='html'>Today hasnt been a good day for me....It has nothing to do my exam. My exam went well alhamdullah....but i have had to deal with a problem...the big disappointment was that it was from someone i thought of as a friend....threats,foul langauge,and everything a friend is not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want right now is everyone's prayers....and that somehow "rabi efkni sawo al nas". Seriously im disappointed...I have said it many times,that in Libya becoming a friend with girls brings you lots of trouble. I dont know how many people here believe in such a theory....i know there are exceptions to every rule...so im praying no more disappointments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note: i'm done half of my exams...I'm happy about that.....five more to go....please ed3oli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next exam: International law&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam:11pm-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam:6/6/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget me with your prayers. I'm really sad:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-3909672248134222459?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3909672248134222459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=3909672248134222459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3909672248134222459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/3909672248134222459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-five.html' title='Exam Number Five:'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-2410779770395793845</id><published>2007-06-02T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:47:41.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number 4:</title><content type='html'>Weird Day--&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing worse then going to the exam and feeling sick. That was my state today. I almost fainted before i entered the exam. I had a strong headache,and a stomache ache. I had Pandol before i left the house. I couldnt eat breakfast..(i never eat breakfast on normal days except forcefully during exam days and so with being sick there was no way i'd be able to swollow anything more then water/pandol.)&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bitter!! I do. The exam was easy. I made the stupidest mistake ever!! I hate it when i do that. I feel so sorry for myself. I could have easily scored perfect only if i paid enough attention (concentration issues). There were two questions each worth 30 marks. Question number one had ten points to which i answered perfectly (alhamdullah). Question number two was a case concerning divorce/child support/compnesation.We have to spot the mistakes in the case and fix them. I started with mistake number one :i determined the wrong court...that was so stupied of me,why? the prof gave us the exact same case in class on our last lecture and i answered it with him in class. When i was taking the exam, i was mentally saying i need to change the court to (*****) and instead i copied with my won eyes the same mistake written in the exam question(helloo im supposed to fix it)...Well i did the same error during my midterm and my prof only took off 2 marks. I just hope that overall i dont lose more then 10 marks...(mentally i'm saying please God not more then five) lol. I'm crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;The reason i feel bitter is because i knew the answer. Walahi if i didnt i wouldnt care less..But i knew it..i make mistakes of such types all the time...=(lack of concentration) any solutions?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I almost got killed today,i took a shower and i took in water instead of breathing air..that should happen when a person is swiming but i was taking a shower for God's sake. I almost died."ga3det enfarfesh".. My nose still hurts while i'm typing this. But at least im breathing now. Its a blessing in case any of you have forgatten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;on another note,my parents and little siblings are on a trip abraod..they are soooooooo lucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***OPPS -i just eyed them,my sis told me they are coming back today!! Weird: they were supposed to come on Thursday!! I wonder what happened?!! Well i guess its because they didnt take me with them. I told them to wait until i'm done...oh well. They are coming back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Exam: General Financial Law (MONEY) --&lt;br /&gt;(light subject,with only 7 lectures/no books yay for the first time i only need to cover my written notes)&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam:11am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam: June4th,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again duaa please.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired from exams! I cant wait until they are over! Ya rabi please i want them over soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-2410779770395793845?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2410779770395793845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=2410779770395793845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2410779770395793845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/2410779770395793845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/06/exam-number-4.html' title='Exam Number 4:'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-5625377845779986053</id><published>2007-05-30T15:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:38:39.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number Three:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070688373794637106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="117" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rl60Nda7hTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x_pX4EPOJxw/s200/15012007088.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--Cell Phones Abusers--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rl6zHta7hSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/oOlBTy8nQSI/s1600-h/15012007087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070687175498761506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rl6zHta7hSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/oOlBTy8nQSI/s320/15012007087.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone:&lt;br /&gt;Yes,it is confirmed they are using cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?No way!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone: Keep a close eye at () and () and () etc ...(large number of cheaters)&lt;br /&gt;Enters exam # 2 (the may28th one)&lt;br /&gt;Me (out of the exam): (Someone) OMG ...bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not gonna help any of them answer any of the questions (prior to the exam that is).&lt;br /&gt;End of the convo.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so yes. Girls and lots of them are cheating. Why did i say girls? because guys cant hide the headphone/cellphone...and girls will they are "modest" they have a headscarf on and so hiding a device and its headphone is an easy thing...plus the mointors never check on girls/especially of the monitor is a guy,they say they will check but then because the number is sooooooooooooooo huge they rarely ever do...So alot of the girls got that part(smart arent they??! STupied i call them) and well--they abused their scarf..destroyed its symbol and misused it...I detest what they are doing,and not just because they pretend to be a scarf wearers but rather because many work really hard to get where they are and well others do nothing but sleep and ooo wait a mintue they also call me when there is a question they dont know and the reason is so they could mark the place of the answer and if happens to pop in the exam "their helper would spell it out for them"....i'm soooooooooooo upset...its so unfair but i have this believe that "Allah" will be just....plus i got to the point of praying that they be exposed on their last exam so that all their exams will be canceled after they have endured the process of writing them all up and thinking that they are off the hook..(dont i sound like a devil??) well yes because thats how it feels when one is faced with injustices...I really do hope and pray that they are exposed until this day..Just so they would learn the listen the harshest way!!&lt;br /&gt;So all i want to say is "7asbeya allah wa ne3ma al wakeel" on everyone who has cheated using their cellphones....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did today's exam go: Alhamdullah. It went really well! The exam was the type i like. There were two cases (one concerning a sale contract,and the other concerning "altameen" contract- i cant remember what it is called in English) and there was a theory part. I loved the practical part,i had fun sloving the cases. That was what i call an exam...cuz it requires thinking and logic.. I loved it even more because the "cheaters" cant cheat easily with cases!!! YES YES YES!!! Alhamdullah yet again. Another subject is off the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next exam: Court/Trial and procedures Law (halba material-rabi yuster-some of the material pictured above!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Time of the Exam:11am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam: June2nd,2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again: Keep me in your prayers (i have to say it all the time)...and add to it the cellphone cheaters get got!! Its a law school for God's sake!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you goes to Brave Heart,Akak,Mani,PH,Lost Libyan,Damoon, and hay Lost Libyan that wasnt an insult..lollllllllllllllll..and ofcourse thank you to anyone else who rememberd to pass by and check on me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-5625377845779986053?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5625377845779986053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=5625377845779986053' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5625377845779986053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/5625377845779986053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-number-three.html' title='Exam Number Three:)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-Rkc4BgOa8/Rl60Nda7hTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x_pX4EPOJxw/s72-c/15012007088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8230229479019769531</id><published>2007-05-28T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:33:37.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number 2:</title><content type='html'>-Alhamdullah-&lt;br /&gt;Awalan:&lt;br /&gt;Before i start talking about today's exam:-Thank you all for your support(especially to Mani,Anglo,Akak,Damoon,Maysoon,cofman,Lebeeya,and anyone else who sent me a msg:)). As for you Lebeeya: It has only been a month and shwaya that i have been preparing for my finals. The months before it were for my midterm exams (Mid Feburary-Mid March). That is law. It requires so much energy and eyes yes EYES!! Damoon: Who is my partner in crime? Who else is a nerd? Do you mean Lost Libyan? But who is the other one? LOL. Akak: Send your invoice while i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did my exam go: it was ok. The questions were striaght forward yet again,but i hate the recall game. Everyone else loves it. But i hate it. I feel like i havent given it all i have. I dont know why i have this feeling. I missed one point in question 1. And the others i wrote a short answer,because i felt there was no need to over talk when few sentences do the job "khair al kalam ma gal wa dal" lets hope my prof does keep this in mind lol. I was tired and needed orange juice,i so wanted to ask one of the montiors but i was worried they'd do it "belsaeef" cuz the weather is nasty and i dont want any curses..i mean me taking an exam is what i call: "ele feeni kafeeni" i dont want another thing to wonder about.... But overall i would say i did alright-Alhamdullah. Another subject is done and over with..the sense of relief is amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next subject: Contract Law&lt;br /&gt;Time of the exam: 11am-1pm&lt;br /&gt;Date of the exam:May30th,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,keep me in your duaas. Soon exams will be over and i will be back --thats just an assurance for me:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8230229479019769531?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8230229479019769531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8230229479019769531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8230229479019769531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8230229479019769531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-number-2.html' title='Exam Number 2:'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-8115306522490393550</id><published>2007-05-26T16:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:45:39.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Number One :)</title><content type='html'>~~(Alhamdullah)~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Date: May 26th, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Exam Number 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to announce that my first exam is officially over. It has been for over 2 hours and I did really well –Alhamdullah- but I have to admit I was really bored taking the exam because it required little thinking if any. True it was easy but it wasn’t fun. There wasn’t a single question that kept me thinking. Every thing had a straight answer and it required more than anything a good memory recall…sometimes this is not a bad thing, but not if you have like in my case being studying this subject for a whole week and the material consisted of two books, two (4-6 pgs) sheets,and about 12 lecture notes (I didn’t even count the pages). When you study all this and answer past exams you expect the questions to be up to the level. Again, even though it wasn’t a thought provoking exam I'm happy it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not going to nag about it. Bel3akes, I'm pleased I did well. Credit first of goes to almighty Allah ,then to everyone else who remembered me and prayed I'd do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share with you my first final exam experience this year. Continue praying for me, and if you haven’t before then please do so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Exam: Administration Law (monitoring the administration system)&lt;br /&gt;Date of Exam: May 28, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Time of the Exam: 11am to 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next post,&lt;br /&gt; (this was written 3:15pm on May26th)&lt;br /&gt;Fe Aman Allah (akak: keep your barakat,they are working:P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-8115306522490393550?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8115306522490393550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=8115306522490393550' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8115306522490393550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/8115306522490393550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-number-one.html' title='Exam Number One :)'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652421304822127735.post-6134031133431886805</id><published>2007-04-04T18:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:41:54.709+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>I will be back soon. I will be reposting my past three posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing for finals now. So be patient. I will be back inshallah:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well..Miss you all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5652421304822127735-6134031133431886805?l=happymoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6134031133431886805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5652421304822127735&amp;postID=6134031133431886805' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6134031133431886805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5652421304822127735/posts/default/6134031133431886805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happymoi.blogspot.com/2007/04/will-be.html' title='Will be&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Happymoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389138378430269521</uri><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>27</thr:total></entry></feed>
