<?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-8951433</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:15:43.975+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Aro's World</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my world, MINE ONLY!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-114686096429654521</id><published>2006-05-05T22:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:29:24.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning next summer already...</title><content type='html'>Salaam ya'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to inform that Ally posted something on islamica. She gave us a surprise, she is pregnant! Weheeeeeee! Our lil laddoo is finally joining us on this planet! We are all becoming khalas! Mubarikaan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khair, also Safia, joined the Muslimah Crew again =) yay! And I think I should close down this blog and keep to one blog... the MC blog.. lol MC blog =P what are we all, rappers? ahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 5 weeks left of internship, after that 3 weeks of hardwork for my internship report and 2 reexams, and then inshAllah.. planning to go ahead UK and enjoy my summer vacation *cool*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and next year, it's time to visit my home country, Pakistan, again... cousin getting married inshAllah next year august, so inshAllah I'll be in pak around this time next year =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderfull life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOUNCE, PEACE, GOD BLESS, STAY SAFE&lt;br /&gt;FI AMANI ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;w/s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-114686096429654521?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114686096429654521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=114686096429654521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/114686096429654521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/114686096429654521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2006/05/planning-next-summer-already.html' title='Planning next summer already...'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-113804526108821527</id><published>2006-01-23T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:41:01.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toh phir ao.. mujh ko rulao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam everyeone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Back again.. yep.. felt like typing something, so why not my blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's been ages, so just to keep you guys updated, let me give a shortcut of the do's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today had a presentation, went screwing, the effin teacher screwed us with words.. bhenchood fuckin racist..what else since then my mood was :@:@ but then I went to town with Kenny and shopped.. I was :) :) but then I came home and tried the new top and I was :(:( and I bought this DATAKABEL and it ain't working either...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;conclusion -- &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a fucking day :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After ages I feel depressed again, feel like crying for no reason.. why? I was doing just fine few weeks ago... bhenchood zindagi...... oh well thank God it's not eternal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So how you doing ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tata, w/s, or as we said in the class BOUNCE... and ONE bwhahahaha&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/8951433-113804526108821527?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/113804526108821527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=113804526108821527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/113804526108821527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/113804526108821527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2006/01/toh-phir-ao-mujh-ko-rulao.html' title='Toh phir ao.. mujh ko rulao'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-113171978280663354</id><published>2005-11-11T15:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:36:22.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for BMW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Asalaamoalaikum my sisters and.. guys :P,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This silly lil girl passed this silly lil quiz to me.. (Bushra, Bushrat, Bushraff, BMW) so thanks alot.. ehhh here it goes.. enjoy the ride ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 years ago: I was... 9.. and I was practising for my sisters' wedding :D *ghungte meh chanda hai phir bhi hai phaila charoon aur ujalaaaaaaa* (from the movie Koyla :dork: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 years ago: I was 14... Enjoying the best days of my high school :sigh: *wohh lamhe.. woh baatein.. kohi na jaaneee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;First year of Middle School: I was a lossssst dork... and always fell from the stairs because my shoes were slippy *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 bands &amp; Artists: Sami Yusuf, 786 Boyz, Outlandish, Hunterz (omg something totally different), DR Zeus, Aman Hayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 Things I'd do with $100.000.000: Charity for sure BMW :thumbup: and give it to my mommeh so she can buy her dream place in Islamabad :) *inshAllah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 Places I would run away to: Italy, UAE, UK, Pakistan, Canada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 Bad habits I have: Perfectionist, selfish, spoiled, annoying, talktive *blablabla*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 things I like doing: Writing, talking, hanging out with dorky mates, watching tv and reading books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 things I will never wear: Bikini on beach :O astugfirullah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 TV Shows I like: Days of our lives.. Yeh Meri Life Hai, Rabba Ishq Na Howe,  Reth, Tumhari Disha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 People I'd like to meet: BMW, Ally, Miyra, Hanna, Nida, Ikky, Hajar, Afzal, all the other muslimahs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 Movies I like: Boys don't cry, Xmen 1 and 2 (oh pleaseeee I'm not a nerd), Tere Naam, Kyon Ki, K3G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 biggest joys at the moment: Sisters Shadi, Cousins Shadi, the birth of my nephew and nieces.. ermmm and the day I got my HAVO diploma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okeee dorkies I'm passing this to Nida Fidar (before she runs of to UK) and to Afziiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-113171978280663354?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/113171978280663354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=113171978280663354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/113171978280663354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/113171978280663354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-for-bmw.html' title='Just for BMW'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-112877872562722872</id><published>2005-10-08T15:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:38:46.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This goes out to the people who lost their beloved ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Salaam everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I got a text message at 11:30, my friend asking me if everyone is oke in Pakistan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I woke up and turned on the tv.. Ya Allah khair.. tobah so much disaster... Though Allah ka shukar hai everyone in my family is oke and well... inshAllah your's will be aswell. My duas are with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This goes out to the people I love and you guys love, but whom you cannot reach. I hope you guys are all well and that this holy month brings blessings to you and your family, inshAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am doing fine alhamdulillah cannot complain about life and will not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;InshAllah just like Ally I will be hitting the Pakistani &lt;em&gt;mitti &lt;/em&gt;(sand) this winter. I will attend a shadi of my cousin and I need to shop and prepare for my cousins shadi next year in Holland. So I might (InshAllah I will) go to Pakistan for 3 or 4 weeks. And this time I hope to meet &lt;strong&gt;Ally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Got 3 weeks left for this semester and then the last semester for this year will start. On February my work experience for 22 weeks will start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hopefully everything will go smoothy and logically and before I know I will be joining my family in Pakistan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Take care of yourself and your beloved ones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;till soon.. Aro XxX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ps: Thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ally, Afzal, Nida, BMW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for keeping my blog alive.. if it wasn't for you guys I wouldn't be posting right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-112877872562722872?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112877872562722872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=112877872562722872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112877872562722872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112877872562722872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-goes-out-to-people-who-lost-their.html' title='This goes out to the people who lost their beloved ones'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-112679985576232579</id><published>2005-09-15T17:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:09:19.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical thingggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://-aaliya-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aaliya&lt;/a&gt; passed the musical baton to me.. so here we goooooooo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oke lets us check it out: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Total volume of music files on my computer: 7.10 GB *looks omg ima freak...* and btw these r only MAH songs.. mah brother got 4 other files of songs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last CD I bought: Urgh.. I think I bought 6 CDS in pakistan last year.. one of em was Jal's or Atifs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs playing right now: Dil nai lagda - Aman Hayar (btw Aaliya I need to send you this song coz I am sure you will love it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&gt; Ro ro ke din langde ne, raatan nu ginye taareDil taare hoke parda, dis de na sajan pyareAave teri yaad pal pal baad, kaliyan ni kat diyan raatan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five tracks I listen to a lot:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aasique banaya aapne - soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;James- Jaan hai&lt;br /&gt;Kumar sanu- Surma surma, mohabbat ka surma&lt;br /&gt;Zeher/Jal- Woh lamhe&lt;br /&gt;Rishi Rish- Ney tere jeya aur disda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people to whom I'm passing the baton: &lt;a href="http://www.-bushra-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bushra&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nidascandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nida&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thenostalgicavenue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Afzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-112679985576232579?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112679985576232579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=112679985576232579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112679985576232579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112679985576232579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/musical-thingggg.html' title='Musical thingggg'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-112602650088322200</id><published>2005-09-06T18:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:08:20.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hi?</title><content type='html'>Copied it from Ally... and I'm so bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Aroosa&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 29/08/1986&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Rotterdam, South-Holland, Holland&lt;br /&gt;Location: Rotterdam&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: hazel&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: brown&lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.68 m&lt;br /&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Urdu speaking Pathani Punjabi&lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: Kola Poori chappel.. brown ones from UK&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: Babies and mother's puppy looks *dies*&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Dogs and having no1 to love&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Turkish pizza with keema and sambal and garlic sauce yum&lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Get my ear pierced from the top *ahem* (me too ally.....!!) and uh yeh get a nice company where I can do mah work experience&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Kidddddah&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up: Kalima&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: 3 am&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: Hanging out with mah best cousin Qudsia&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Orange juice plz&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Ice tea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you Swear: 23 hours per day&lt;br /&gt;Do you Sing: yep and ppl say i sound goodddd kekeke.. right&lt;br /&gt;Do you Shower Daily: No I like smelling like you ;)&lt;br /&gt;Have you Been in Love: Never and never wanna , i herd it suks&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go to College: I am doing mah bachelors u idiot&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get Married: No, but I have to so I can move away from this fam :&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in yourself:No,but I believe in the one and destiny&lt;br /&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: *hides motion sickness pills*&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: at times yes.. when like I'm sleeping :P&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Health Freak: yesssss&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:  Nooo thank God or else they wud ask me 100 ques per day&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: Yes&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to Die: After completing Hajj, agreed&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up: business woman ;/&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: Italy&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: Trendy ft desi&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs I own: about 20?&lt;br /&gt;Number of Piercings: 5, 2 in each ear and one in nose (so prooudddd of mah koka ;D)&lt;br /&gt;Number of Tattoos: None ewww&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret: Man dont ask , I regret mah birth lolll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-112602650088322200?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112602650088322200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=112602650088322200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112602650088322200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/112602650088322200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi.html' title='hi?'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111989628368168655</id><published>2005-06-27T20:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:18:03.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salaam mah sibs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How are you all doing??? I hope everything is fine.. wow my mom just gave me churi (thats parathi mix with sugar i know it seems yuk but its yummmmm i ate it after exact 8 years!!) anyways.. I got 2 exams left.. 1 reexam and 1 oral exam.. &lt;strong&gt;OH PLEASEEE PRAY FOR ME.. dua's needed..&lt;/strong&gt; I want to finish everything with pass, before I go to UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yep I'm going to UK AGAIN.. next week thursday &lt;strong&gt;7th july coming back 25th august&lt;/strong&gt;.. keke :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can't wait to see mah family again.. just had a lil chat with mah cousins from UK.. I didn't have time to stay over at their place last time when I went to UK.. I'll make sure to go this time :D I should already plan mah days :^) coz when you're there evrything is sooo hectic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm but somehow I am having a badfeeling about all this.. I don't think I'll enjoy as much as I want too............. why????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wassalam take care luvyall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111989628368168655?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111989628368168655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111989628368168655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111989628368168655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111989628368168655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111903658266850539</id><published>2005-06-17T21:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T21:30:45.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coz I have to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am updating coz I have to, I don't know I just feel like typing and typing.. coz I didn't type for ages (few days.. well oke 1 day) ..I have been busy revising Spanish, coz an exam on monday, and I wanna pass it in 1 try, I don't feel like reexaming Spanish in 1,5 week.. urgh no.. 1 x is enough thats why I'm "blockin" (as we sayin in Dutch blokken aka studying) non stop and I am a zombie right nowwwwwwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat a mango right now and guess what I will..kekeke pakistani mangos :D u gotta love em! Anyways so yeh whats up Arooo0o0o0o.. well depression.. I just don't feel like trusting anyone coz in the end they all end up hurting me (you know who you are but I am not refrerring this just to you sorry if I hurt you but you hurt me aswell) ..neways.. it was mah best frends weddin last week n she lukd like a doll.. shes Turkish and veryyyyyyyy hwat :faint: mashAllah..... I hope she has a gr8 n blessed life with her hubby :) ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else mah sis from uk is here with her hub n her kids so ronak... but im stressin so I got no time to entertain em.. its 9:30 pm.. friday, no drames on SONY TV.. will revise again in few minutes...tomarrow hittin da library.. get a book come bak home n revise until i can speak fluent spanish .. Goddd why aint I a pakis spanish senora?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TC ws tataaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111903658266850539?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111903658266850539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111903658266850539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111903658266850539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111903658266850539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/coz-i-have-to.html' title='Coz I have to'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111791760893568773</id><published>2005-06-04T22:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:41:23.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what Miyra made for me</title><content type='html'>She thought I'd forget everything and be chill&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad and upset MS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img83.echo.cx/img83/5752/aro1bu.gif"&gt;http://img83.echo.cx/img83/5752/aro1bu.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111791760893568773?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111791760893568773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111791760893568773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111791760893568773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111791760893568773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/look-what-miyra-made-for-me.html' title='Look what Miyra made for me'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111791493741755100</id><published>2005-06-04T21:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:13:07.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chakde....... buraaaaap!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salam,  how r yall duin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back.. sorta.. I posted on the muslimah crew blog.. don't know what to say here.. except that a friend of mine from Pakistan just called me and that was funny.. I think.. and uhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chattin with miyra and shes tellin me she might not meet me in uk like 99% sure.. why r parents so strict? I don't understand pakistani parents!! Seriously..i can get mad @ miyras mom.. AUNTY UR SO MEAN!! SERIOUSLY WHY CAN'T I MEET MY FRIEND WHO I'VE KNOWN FOR YEARS?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND plus i might not meet Ally how about that... I hope dat I can meet Hajar....... grrrr and my cousin upsetted me.. so I'm so effed right now.. I got enough of the net.. so I'm off to watch Mohabbatein *mad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wassalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Ally thnx for fixin up me blog... *flower* ilu&lt;br /&gt;Edit: urgh I'm so mad.. whats the use of me coming to Uk if no1 wil be here.. i rather stay here with ... my empty room full with green colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111791493741755100?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111791493741755100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111791493741755100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111791493741755100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111791493741755100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/chakde-buraaaaap.html' title='Chakde....... buraaaaap!!!'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111247815505570511</id><published>2005-04-02T23:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:47:47.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody say chakde pattay</title><content type='html'>hi ppl :) I changed the template 'cause the old one got hit by a tornado&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts please. and hi Aro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: changed again &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/Aa1iya/lookaround.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam&lt;br /&gt;ally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111247815505570511?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111247815505570511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111247815505570511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111247815505570511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111247815505570511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/everybody-say-chakde-pattay.html' title='everybody say chakde pattay'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111202972497524763</id><published>2005-03-28T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:22:22.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready get set, I'm bak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Wow yeh can't believe I'm bak. Came last nite around 12 am, slept around 1 am and woke up at 3:15 pm.. was very tired.. knocked out.. woke up cleaned the house and read namaz.. there was no food so I didn't eat anything, I'm stil starving but I'm too tired and sad to eat.. lolll.. I miss my cousins so much and I miss those wikd moments, only if i could turn bak the time to relive those moments.. oh well I'll always have those&lt;em&gt; yaadein&lt;/em&gt; in me :).. man I'm even missing my sisters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life goes on.. so bak here got lotsa work to finish.. will start tomarrow.. what else.. I'm at my aunts, this house is empty they're comin back this saturday.. so I'ma abuse this place for few days :evil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Got a flue my throat is killing me and I am kinda deaf ;( my ear hurtsssss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh yeh dere was a delay ysterday so we waited for 2 extra hours.. was boring.. i slept in the plane and my ear was killing meeeeeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we say it in the bradistani way DAFIS.. aka Khuda Hafiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" unselectable="on" height="1"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111202972497524763?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111202972497524763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111202972497524763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111202972497524763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111202972497524763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/get-ready-get-set-im-bak.html' title='Get ready get set, I&apos;m bak'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111064102478921588</id><published>2005-03-12T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T16:23:44.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hey dudes and dudettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg I AM SO STRESSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I didn't do a shit for uk yet :S my projectgroup gave me more work to do.. sali kaminiyan they know im busy but oh well why the fuck would they care they're just selfish blonde kafir bimbos ; oops.. but oh well as you can see I am very stressed at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Miyra thanks alot for missing me :) it' nice to see that you noticed my "awayness" 3 days left.. and I gotta do my essay now..  and pack the other stuff :/ I bet you guys my projectgroup members will email me when I am in UK!!!! @!$#@$#^#$&amp;&amp;amp;%&amp;$##$&amp;amp;&amp;amp;$#!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-111064102478921588?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111064102478921588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111064102478921588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111064102478921588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111064102478921588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-dudes-and-dudettes.html' title='hey dudes and dudettes'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-111031079615867837</id><published>2005-03-08T20:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:45:37.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orange is IN baby, IN..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;READ THE TITLE.. &lt;strong&gt;that color is IN&lt;/strong&gt;.. Accept it Kenny.. and stop being mean to me!! If you wanna read the whole story and how she did my besti read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islamicaweb.com/forums/showthread.php?t=8996&amp;page=889&amp;amp;pp=15"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So yesterday was a fucking day.. seriously.. my cousins really are looking for a fight with me. They pissed me off bigtime yesterday. They have no idea what I am going through right now, I have so many problems but I am ignoring them just for my cousins. I am going to skip my classes and I will have double work when I come back, and all that for them and the shadi. If it was for me I wouldn't go.. but no I am going, coz &lt;em&gt;I care about them and I love them&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Right and so well the girls who live downstairs came to our place and were like "Aroosa will you put mehndi on our hands" I'm like "wtf I got enough issues kids.. I cannot focus right now.." but still.. I did it for them.. there were like 5 girls ;S they all wanted hearts flowers stars etc.. on them.. They came on Eid aswell.. and they luvd it.. so that's why they came back.. Anyways.. so when I was finished I wanted to hint them to "go away" but they didn't get it.. so I'm like "who's coat is this.. wow how will you put it on.. you have mehndi on your hand.. wait lemme help you" mwhahha.. oke so anyways.. then one was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aroosa I want to hug you can I hug you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm like "AWWWWWWWWWWWWW ofcourse!!!!!" and she hugged me for 1 minute :S That kid made my day.. bless you Aseena :) They are Turkish btw.. very sweet girls.. 4 sisters and the one who hugged me was 8 years old :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then when they were leaving one said to another "See I told you Aroosa is nice, isn't she" .. aw aw aw aw.. even if I had a fucking fucked up day.. they made it a worthy day :) Bless em..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw one of them in the morning, when I was going to the busstop. The color didn't really come out ;s kids.. :rolleyes:&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/8951433-111031079615867837?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111031079615867837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=111031079615867837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111031079615867837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/111031079615867837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/ola.html' title='Ola'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110997376881857975</id><published>2005-03-04T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:05:34.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caught in the middle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Today was a bit different I guess.. I keep realising that the "day" is coming closer (the day when I'll be going to UK INSHALLAH). I read Zohar, then mom told me to try on the clothes she made for me (red ones for the wedding) and they looked nice i guess.. mom kept complimenting me : freaky.. is that another way to say "Aroosa beti you're now officially old enough to get married!" err.. then I fixed my other kameez (yes I did it MYSELF) then I took out all the possible clothes I can take to UK.. before you know "the day" will come... I took out all the other "wedding" clothes.. 2 for the mehndi and 2 for the dholki.. or actually 3.. and 1 for the wedding (yep thats Paki wedding for you). Can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh right so.. after watching my soaps woho.. I came on the net.. and I talked with my cousin.. and woho we got into an arguement, she blocked me, I emailed her, and she didn't reply. :@ Ufff.. seriously I love my cousins.. but errr... Ah well it will work out once I am there.. she'll see me and french me.. well that's what she sed hehe :P just kidding.. me and my cousin are the ones in our family who like the bisexual Lara Dutta (yeh she is bi.. I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Omg.. I'm addicted to the songs from the film Lucky.. I can tell it will be a good movie.. I'll watch it in cinema in Uk inshAllah.. any1 wanna join me????? Any1 except Yasir?!?&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/8951433-110997376881857975?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110997376881857975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110997376881857975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110997376881857975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110997376881857975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-middle.html' title='In the middle'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110987981009304548</id><published>2005-03-03T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T20:56:50.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All eyes on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All eyes on me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So I finished from colj @ 6:45 pm.. then i waited for the metro with my classmates.. then I waited for the bus for 15 min.. and while I was waiting.. this tall black guy was staring at me.. but oh well I ignored him.. plus he wasn't bad looking so I didn't really mind. But THEN I noticed this short weird freshie desi MAN budha.. was perving at me.. and he didn't stop looking.. ewww.. yuk.. then this other black guy came and I was looking at him coz he had no sense of fashion.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But one question: Why do guys always think that, when I am staring at them, I like them?! I mean helllllloo.. I am looking at you, coz I feel sorry for you... and mostly I check out peoples style of clothing and hairstyle.. but oh well.. even my freshie cousins in Pakistan were like "oh I thought you like me, coz you kept looking at me" I mean wtfff.. get a life.. get a wife.. but stay away from me.. I'm... gay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm tired didn't eat anything yet but a muffin.. ws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110987981009304548?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110987981009304548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110987981009304548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110987981009304548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110987981009304548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-eyes-on-me.html' title='All eyes on me'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110979381200788948</id><published>2005-03-02T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:03:32.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salaam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You look prettier when you don't talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From where did I get that line? "You look prettier when you don't talk" .. I guess I was talking about all those Bollywood actresses :P They all sound so dumb when they talk, while they are superhot.. so shutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Had 2 days off from college, worked alot yesterday. I am waiting for the feedback of the teacher and I guess I will have to remake every essay I delivered.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Guess what?! Exact 2 weeks until I'm chilling in Bradistan with mi familia :) wohoho.. can't wait.. hope no1 dies or anything like that :).. UKKKKK I'm coming.. watch out :cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Did I tell you guys, that last week when I was in Amsterdam, I went in the male's toilet :D Man I'm so cool.. yeh my friends dared me :cool: and I just went... Man that is such a different world from ours :O Seriously.. it kinda scared me .. (the toilet) I will never go there again.. I am serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My mom made my shadi clothes today :) They're red.. with silver/orange .. kadahi.. (work) onnit.. very cool. She made Balochi/Veer Zaara shalwar.. Any1 know what I'm talking about? Guess not, none of you have sense for fashion :cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tata.. I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote: "Ich bin Schnappi, das kleine krokodille.. schni schna schnappi.. schnappi.. schanppi.."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110979381200788948?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110979381200788948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110979381200788948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110979381200788948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110979381200788948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/salaam_02.html' title='Salaam'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110969300091640253</id><published>2005-03-01T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T17:05:07.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>just black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I see cows flying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Right, I izza sooo tired. My back is hurting. I am missing Days of our lives and As the world turns. I am recording DOOL and I'll watch the repeat of ATWT tomarrow morning I hope. I just had my breakfast after 6 hours.. and I think I see cows flying :s.. help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So I have a bunch of work to do and it's not that I don't wanna do it, I just don't know where to start and where to finish. Kenny can't help me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oke some of you asked for a translation of the poem.. so here it is (I edited it a bit coz in English it sounded too weird): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If your love is an ocean,&lt;br /&gt;then I accept to drown.&lt;br /&gt;If loving you is a crime,&lt;br /&gt;then I'm guilty and I accept every punishment.&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me aswell,&lt;br /&gt;that you love me,&lt;br /&gt;and that your eyes always wait to see me.&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river,&lt;br /&gt;that will lead me to my destination,&lt;br /&gt;that will lead me to your ocean.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish,&lt;br /&gt;that love was mutual on this planet,&lt;br /&gt;so I wouldn't be writing my feelings down right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Some will say it's a mix of Justin Timberlake's and Destiny's Child's songs, but no it's not. They're my words from MY heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110969300091640253?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110969300091640253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110969300091640253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110969300091640253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110969300091640253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-black.html' title='just black'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110954836990423482</id><published>2005-02-28T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:02:12.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once and again: Hooshon Awaaz (sense and voice)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wrote this shair few days ago around 3 Am.. Yeh i know pretty sad, I couldn't sleep. Words were running in my mind and I had to write em down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Agar tumhara pyaar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;aik sumundar hai&lt;br /&gt;to mujhe doop jahna manzoor hai.&lt;br /&gt;Agar tumse pyaar karna aik jurm hai&lt;br /&gt;to mujhe har saza kabool hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Kaash tum bhi mujhse kehte,&lt;br /&gt;keh tum bhi mujhe chahete ho,&lt;br /&gt;keh tumhari aankhen bhi mera rah deekhti hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is pyaar ki hawa nai,&lt;br /&gt;humari aankhen aansoun seh bar di hai.&lt;br /&gt;Ab tum bhi mere liye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;aik aansuon ki nadi lehraho,&lt;br /&gt;joh mujhe humare pyaar ka sumandar tak leh challeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eh kaash,&lt;br /&gt;is jahaan meh pyaar dono tarf seh aata,&lt;br /&gt;toh aaj meh apni dil ki baatein na likti.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110954836990423482?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110954836990423482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110954836990423482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110954836990423482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110954836990423482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/tralala_28.html' title='tralala'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110953407463140717</id><published>2005-02-27T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:54:34.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloody pakis, burn 'em all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;So yeh we have people over here, who just ate SO MUCH. They came over for the 'dawat' (dinner invitation) Right.. we didn't have enough for everyone so my mom and phuppo paniced.. but oh well Alhamdulillah we all got something to eat, so noone is starving. Right they just had the sweedish.. my mom made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blessingsonthenet.com/temple/pics/rasmalai.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;rosomalai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; (no guys it's not ewww.. it's milk with.. milk :s).. very nice only too sweet.. the poor woman didn't know how much sugar she had to put in, since she is a diabetes patient herself :) so as always she putted more than enough. I am in my brother's room pretending I am watching tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm chatting with my boyfriend MS (Miyra) and she.. err I mean he is boring me.. he's talking about his lover infront me me : And.. Miyra just told me plops is a hafiz : w00t.. mashAllah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tata.. I'm going to annoy other people on their blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110953407463140717?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110953407463140717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110953407463140717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110953407463140717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110953407463140717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/tralala_27.html' title='tralala'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110934397890212347</id><published>2005-02-25T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:06:18.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to Aro's World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Salaam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I guess the title of my blog really suits my posts "welcome to Aro's world". Well let me start off by saying thanks to all the people who care about me so much, and who love me (don't know why lol) .. T H A N K Y O U .. Wish you guys were close to me right now so I could tell you guys how much you mean to me. You're my world :). I especially wanna say thanks to Prince and Princess.. don't know from where they came and who they came into my life, but all I know is that I'm sooooooo lucky to have them in my life. Shukriya jaans, Allah tum dono ko sukhi rakhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oke back to the start.. I went to Amsterdam yesterday, coz it was my friend's birthday. We watched Meet the fockers lol such a funny movie man. I regret missing Meet the parents on tv... ;(. Then we started looking for Pizza Hut, it was sooo cold and we searched for it for like 1 hour! We just gave it up and went to McDonalds .. how cliche :P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I had a good time, too bad I didn't take any pics. I took the digital camera of my cousin, but then when I got at Kenny's I realised there were no bateries :P and we were too busy to buy any of those. Huh why didn't I take some from Kenny when I was at her place?!? :s LOL idiot!It was so good being the old me, the jokar, the one who always annoys people (especially Kenny). She cut her hair so I kept telling her how hot she looked and she got scared and she said "Aroosa this is now turning into gay" :P. We all.. (well actually ME).. talked about the old days at high school. We discussed every person who we fancied or who we really hated.. And then we were back at our own Central Station of Rotterdam. Just when we got out, we saw this old friend of ours from high school. Ofcourse we didn't say hi, coz that's what OLD friend means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And guess who we saw right after that? Adeel and his gang :P. Adeel was this boy in our class, a pakistani guy, and he didn't ever talked to me and Kenny coz we were pakistanis :P (see here pakistani girls and boys don't really talk to each other :P unless they are bf/gf or family). Adeel ki lambhi ummar hoj ghi, coz we talked about him in the train lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oke well hmm the day might not started good but it sure did end good (coz I kinda had this arguement with this friend of mine when we were about to leave Rotterdam and I didn't say anything for 30 min :P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Wassalaam tata&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/8951433-110934397890212347?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110934397890212347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110934397890212347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110934397890212347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110934397890212347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110918326066303264</id><published>2005-02-23T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:27:40.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was one</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Then There Was One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I felt back in the deep dark whole. Thinking about the reason of my existance, thinking about why I feel like this. I guess that every month, there comes a day (no not my pms!) when I feel so depressed that I just want to kill myself or kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh I know this might sound pathetic and redicilous, but hey this is the way my circle works. *sigh* I don't know... all I know is that I will never be able to say " I love my life " coz I don't and I never did... I wouldn't be upset if I die today lol.. I mean yeh I am afraid of the hereafter, but I wouldn't be afraid of leaving all this crap behind. Nope I wouldn't, I'd actually be glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this crap. Tired of this life. Tired of so called family and friends, the hell with them.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean I don't love you guys lol, nah, you're the reason I am still alive. Thanks??! Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wassalaam, Khuda Hafiz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110918326066303264?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110918326066303264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110918326066303264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110918326066303264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110918326066303264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/and-then-there-was-one_23.html' title='And then there was one'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110883647387178737</id><published>2005-02-19T18:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:38:07.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Asalaamoalaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you guys doing? I'm praying that ya'll all healthy and fine.......well me? I'm stressing SO MUCH.. I'm trying not to show, but inside my braind is boiling ;s seriously uff.. so much work :s I don't know where to start and where to end.. when I get so much stress at one time I just... forget everything.. I don't even remember what I am doing and why I am doing it. As for example when I have to type an essay.. I just type something which doesn't make any sense :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. I need a break :s seriously I can't wait till I'm in UK. So I'm going on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th of march and coming back on the 27th of march&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. remember that guys!! And well I'm going to Bradistan.. I ain't going to London.. my mom, phuppo are going to London though.. I'll be chilling around.. going to Manchester, Leeds, Leicester (??) and all those other cities... I have to plan every hour : coz I don't want my phuppiyaan to say "haan haan, tum hamare ghar nehi ahi na, meh tumhare abbu ko batahun ghi" (yeh yeh you didn't come to our house, I'm going to tell your dad) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* man I'm so excited :O but then again this work is giving me a headache.. I didn't tell my projectgroup that I'm leaving.. man I'm scared of their reaction :S bloody dutch people.. I hate em so much :mad: .. and then again.. with the stuff going on with my sister.. and my other cousins.. who can assure me the shadi will be be fun :S??? We had so many deaths and other issues the last few months.. all those topics will come back during the time of the shadi.. And plus my chacha is here and omg thats even more wors coz his son was SUPPOSE to get married to my cousin (the bride) but something happened and both girl and boy said no... only nowwwww.. my chacha doesn't REALLY speak to his sister (brides mom) soo.. it's a whole HUNGAMA.. coz he will be here when the wedding will take place.. only the question &lt;em&gt;will he attend the wedding?&lt;/em&gt; Mom said that he will coz he sed so but I don't really believe that.. coz when it was the bride's nikah in Pakistan.. her chacha didn't come : isn't that shocking?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I hate my family sometimes.. I just hope noone dies this time and we can have a normal shadi after 8 years :/ bloody pakis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the masjid now coz its the &lt;strong&gt;10th day of MUHARRAM&lt;/strong&gt;.. so I guess every1 MUBARAK!?!?? Ima pray for you guys.. take care wassalaam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110883647387178737?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110883647387178737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110883647387178737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110883647387178737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110883647387178737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110883385272277009</id><published>2005-02-19T18:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:58:53.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody hell those shairs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A shair I wrote few days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Haaton ki lakeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haat se waqt kya geya,&lt;br /&gt;humari to haaton ki lakeer hi badal gehi.&lt;br /&gt;Itna dokha milla hai humme,&lt;br /&gt;ke ab to humme apne aap peh bhi nehi barosah.&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi ka roop aise badal geya,&lt;br /&gt;jaise aik khilla huwa ghulaab,&lt;br /&gt;murja jahta hai.&lt;br /&gt;Thokaren kha ke bhi,&lt;br /&gt;humne waqt ko rokne ki kosish ki.&lt;br /&gt;Lekin agheri thokar neh,&lt;br /&gt;humme itna ghirra diya,&lt;br /&gt;keh uthna kya,&lt;br /&gt;saans lehna bhi mushkil ho geya.&lt;br /&gt;Humari kismat ka chehra hi ajnabi sa hogeya.&lt;br /&gt;Ab zindagi humme is moor peh lahi hai,&lt;br /&gt;jisse humne pehle bhi dekha tha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Time slipped from my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and it changed the lines on my hand. ("&lt;em&gt;haaton ki lakeer" is a synonyme for destiny&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have been betrayed so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that I even do not trust myself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The face of my life changed just like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when a blossomed rose loses it's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I tried to stop the time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;even when though it tried to stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When life stopped me for the last time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I fell so deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;forget standing up, it was even hard for me to breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The face of my destiny seemed like a stranger's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And today, life has brought me to this corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;which I have seen before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Omg lol it makes no sense in english... for the people who understand urdu hope you like it.. it's not one of my best poems though.. I shall post some short urdu poems which make more sense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st shair:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kaisa pyaar paya hai humne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;deekhne seh pehle hi choor diya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kaisa saat chora hai unno neh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dil lehne seh pehle hi toor diya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd shair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hamare pyaar ko dokha mat dehna,&lt;br /&gt;warna hum rooth jahe ghe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Humare dil ke saat mat khelna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;warna tumhare haat tooth jahen ghe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110883385272277009?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110883385272277009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110883385272277009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110883385272277009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110883385272277009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/bloody-hell-those-shairs.html' title='Bloody hell those shairs!!'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110857103512665677</id><published>2005-02-16T17:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T17:27:11.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life itself</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Salaam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I named this post "Life itself" because my poem "Life itself" keeps running in my mind... I am such a shair (poet) I keep having all those words and sentences in my head.. in urdu and in english... Wish I could broadcast my poems and show everyone how great they are :) heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was just voicechatting with my sweet &lt;strong&gt;Princess Aaliyah&lt;/strong&gt;.. I was talking she was typing, it was some fun. I love her so much, may Allah hear her prayers.. *mwah* whenever she is, she is with me.. I love you Al.. hope you always know that. She even remembered my birthdate! I told her few days ago and she remembers it! Lol .. I was shocked.. how can she care about me so much? She hardly knows me..! Can a human being be &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; nice?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Right now I am chatting with her and she mentioned a nice shair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Zarah ghardan jhuka di, tasveer-e-yaar dekhli "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For those of you, who do not understand urdu:&lt;br /&gt;Zarah ghardan jhuka di: meaning lowering ur head as in when you concentrate or think or close ur eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tasveer-e-yaar deklhi: means I see him/her (He's/she's always in my thoughts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today was just another boring day, but Al made it special. I won't ever forget this day :). Right now, I just feel .. I don't know... &lt;em&gt;khohi huwi&lt;/em&gt; .. My mind is somewhere else, I don't know why. I just feel like flying to a place which I never saw before. Maybe I have too much stress right now, which I am ignoring and maybe that is why I am feeling like this. So much work and not even half of it is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Exact 4 weeks left before I fly to UK.. wow man time flies : I have sooooo much to do.. for college and for UK!! I have to buy some gifts yet and take care of my shadi clothes.. some of them need to be sewed :S and I don't like bothering my mom, because she is ill. Wish I could sew clothes.. InshAllah I'll learn when I'll come back from UK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I drew some lines: this summer I will start with my driving lessons and sewing.. and cooking. After summer I want people to call me a 'propa housewife' .. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll end this post by another shair which I dedicate to Al (lol she told me this shair):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Fanoos ban kar jiski hifazat hawa kare, woh shama kya bujhe jise roshan khuda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kare"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The meaning? Well whatever you want :) Wassalaam... Take care of yourself and the ones you love, before you know they are gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&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/8951433-110857103512665677?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110857103512665677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110857103512665677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110857103512665677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110857103512665677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-itself.html' title='Life itself'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110841149915146641</id><published>2005-02-14T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:04:59.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I tried, but did I fail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I tried to add the aayah of the day.. I copied it from Ally :p thanks hun.. well I have to put it in the middle, coz if I put it under the shoutout box no1 will notice it... I need to change lay out.. coz now I am only using the middle of the page.. while I want to use whole the page.. get it?? I wanna put so many things up but I don't know how.. WHY AIN'T I A NERD???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110841149915146641?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110841149915146641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110841149915146641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110841149915146641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110841149915146641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-tried-but-did-i-fail-i-tried-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110838110170189062</id><published>2005-02-14T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:10:59.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day...ooehhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentines Day...ooehhhhhhh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So who will be my Valentine?????????????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ally, Aaliyah, Bushra, Ikky, Hajar, JJ, Miyra, Compash, Safia, Simmy, Sid, Sid, Sanaa, Asmah, Tea, Kenny, Faiza, Zay??????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did I forget anyone.. I am such a playa I got so many girlfriends :o will ya'll be my valentine? I need you alll lollll :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.exs.cx/img209/1818/me20220u20getekend20hartje.jpg" border="0" width="364" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img209.exs.cx/img209/2783/from20me20220u201.jpg" border="0" width="296" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110838110170189062?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110838110170189062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110838110170189062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110838110170189062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110838110170189062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-dayooehhhhhhh.html' title='Valentines Day...ooehhhhhhh'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110837979753645827</id><published>2005-02-14T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T12:19:46.143+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out before you know I am a celebirty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asaaaalaaaamoooooalaikum w.r.w.b... my stalkers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;1st of all: Ally thanks so much for stalking me :P I wuvs ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke.. it's raining.. I'm inside in the computerroom.. and all these bonge (as in stupid/lame) kids around me are annoying me.. (note: with kids I mean students not 9 year old human beings). I just turned my monitor coz I don't want anyone to read what I am typing, but then again I live in Holland, and here we don't really know how to speak proper good English (except me ofcourse.. meri englis bohat achi hai :cool: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I add smileys :s I want smileyyyys.. my blog is so dull.. err.. yeh so I just had one class.. I have a free hour right now. After that I have my English Business class or sumfin and after that its time for some &lt;em&gt;E S P A N O L&lt;/em&gt; (thats spanish in spanish :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Kenny walking here and there when I was in class (we have glass doors.. kinda) lol and I waved like an idiot to her and my classmate was like "did you just wave to the door" heh .. yeh sure ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Soooo you guys know what dreams mean right? Well for 2 days I have been having ... erm weird dreams :o I will not go into details, but if Turkgirl was here, she would know what I mean when I say "weird".. well oke I will tell you a bit about it.. Does anyone watch Off Centre?? Well yesterday I was the main girl from the serial Off Centre and today I was the girl from the movie "Musafir" (I think her name is Sameera Reddy).. dude what's up with me and celeberties? Few weeks ago I was JESSICA SIMPSON : omg.. lol.. I think I have an inner me that is dieing to join Holly/Bollywood.. Next thing you know I'll be dreaming that I am Meera or Reema LOL! (For those who don't know who Reema and Meera are.. they are actresses from Lollywood (pakistani film industry). Yeh so I was a thug in my dream.. :cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ohhhh righttt... so my brother met JOHN ABRAHAM.. and he saw PRIYANKA yep.. bolly stars.. he just chilled with John talked to him took 3 pics.. etc... yeh that happens every day in his life.. that's why I am acting so chill *is so jealous inside but is not showing it* hehehe.. John aap kitni HOT hai ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have a newww crushhhh.. well oke not really a crush but this guy.. he got such nice voice.. yes he is a singer from Denmark.. (check the site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madjid.dk"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://www.madjid.dk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; click on VIDEOS then click on MY STRUGGLE then click on PLAY) .. How can I add a pic??? I need help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I ADD A PIC ON THIS STUPID BLOG?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oke I'ma quit this shitttttt.. tata :smooch: keep this ride bumpinggggg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt; this orange post is dedicated to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bushra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she changed the layout of her blog and made it orangyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110837979753645827?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110837979753645827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110837979753645827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110837979753645827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110837979753645827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/watch-out-before-you-know-i-am.html' title='Watch out before you know I am a celebirty'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110832941770726405</id><published>2005-02-13T22:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:35:53.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was a boy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam my lovely angels,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The last few days I have been wondering about the "if I was a boy" thing..... seriously what if? What would my mom do and what would my dad do? Who would take care of mom, who would take her to the doctor and hospital? Who would fill in the forms of my dad? Who would arrange all those social things?????? Not my brother.. nope.. he's always outside and doing his own thing.. not really interested about us.. and if I was a boy, I would be worse than my big bhaija... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I really think it's time that they appreciate the fact that they have a daughter, who care and loves alot............................. but then again.. who am I kidding.. hellloooo they are pakis.. they don't know what the word APPRECIATION means... nope... oh well bleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So sweet Blahsome (Ikraam aka Ikky) wrote me a sweeeeet poem on Islamica... lemme show you it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Aroosa is cool and always there&lt;br /&gt;shes nice and pretty, and has great hair&lt;br /&gt;she likes sami yusef very very much *sp?*&lt;br /&gt;and she puts on lotion so her hands are soft to touch&lt;br /&gt;aroosa is a girl you shld go to the mall with and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but dont steal because hanging out with her is a good rush&lt;br /&gt;ok I will hush"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thanks again, Ikky :smooch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So it's exact 10:05 pm.. my family is inside watching ARY NEWS... fresh pot.. oh btw that word FRESH POT.. I got it from Miyra.. she calls me a fresh pot just coz I can speak good urdu with a pakistani accent *scratchs her head* but.. that's normal..... I mean all my pakistani friends in here, speak NORMAL urdu.. just like me... I guess it's different in UK.. there it's abnormal if you can speak fluent urdu and punjabi.. difference of culture??&lt;br /&gt;Tomarrow.. new day.. new week.. new chances.. gotta go to college.. don't really feel like it.. told you guys before why.. I HATE MY CLASS.. and I hate this country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My friend Ashna came by today, we watched my sisters' wedding movie (note: yes sisters' both my sisters got married on the same day). She is a hindu surinami, so she had no idea what was goin on.. I had to explain her the BHANGRA dance lol.. and she liked my clothes : I was a 9 year old geek in red and golden clothes :runs: man.. I looked sooooo pendu.... hehe.. and I danced on the "Ghungte meh chanda hai" song from the movie "Koyla" yep very humiliating... *hides*&lt;br /&gt;Take care .. and remember to love people.. and appreciate people... this is where my journey ends for today... and try to think how it would be like when you didn't have someone who you love alot (GET A HINT MOM AND DAD!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you always, the one and only Aro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110832941770726405?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110832941770726405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110832941770726405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110832941770726405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110832941770726405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-i-was-boy_13.html' title='If I was a boy....'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110822576423520424</id><published>2005-02-12T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T01:53:43.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm oke audio blogs?</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this works, but erm here goes nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.freewebs.com/peridot/aroosaaa.wav" width="150" height="20" type="audio/x-wav" autostart="false" controls="smallconsole" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.freewebs.com/peridot/blog1.wav " width="150" height="20" type="audio/x-wav" autostart="false" controls="smallconsole" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck and wassalaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110822576423520424?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110822576423520424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110822576423520424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110822576423520424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110822576423520424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/erm-oke-audio-blogs.html' title='Erm oke audio blogs?'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110822375923011063</id><published>2005-02-12T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:55:59.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, how do you deal with it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Asalaamoalaikum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was chatting with Miyra this noon and she gave me the following link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islamicaweb.com/forums/showpost.php?p=738523&amp;postcount=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;http://www.islamicaweb.com/forums/showpost.php?p=738523&amp;amp;postcount=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I already knew what the post was about, after reading the title. I pray to Allah that He will give the little soul of Asma a place in Jannath and that He will look after Asma's family, Ameen. I just want the family to know that they are &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;alone,  we are all here, and Allah is with them. Asma will never leave them, her little soul will be with them for the rest of their lives. She will never leave them alone. They will reunited one day inshAllah and live a happily hereafter, inshAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;May Allah easen your burdens and lighten your sorrows, ameen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So back to the title of this post: &lt;em&gt;Death, how do you deal with it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Death, it's just a word, but it brings alot of issues with it. How do you react when you hear that someone, that you love, passed away? What do they expect you to say or do... Death always confused me, but that is because I seen alot of deaths and I heard about alot of deaths in our family. Since I was born, I guess about +/25 people passed away in our family. I never knew how to react. Just like when I heard my cousin got a miscarriage... what was I suppose to say? I didn't even call Asmah (my cousin, who's mom had a miscarriage) .. because I didn't know what to say... "Salaam Asmah, bohat afsoos huwa hai sunkar" (I am sorry).. but that is not enough.. I could not be there for her, because she lives in UK and I don't ... all I could do was call.. but I didn't even call.. she called me before I got the chance to call her.. I felt super guilty.. she cried.. I cried.. she kept queit I kept quiet..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My chacha (uncle)  brought the picture of the little Hajra (Asmah's sister). Why a picture? I guess to remember her.. ofcourse they will never forget her, but they just need something to remember her.. So the picture: a baby, laying down, smiling, looking peacefull, her face has red and white marks, her lips are black/purple as if blood has jammed and her one eye was red. You could see that she was dead, that she wasn't breathing..... at that moment I wish I was there with Asmah so I could hug her and tell her it was Allah's will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Death.. how can we deal with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take care of yourself and the people around you, before you know they are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wassalaam Aroosa&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/8951433-110822375923011063?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110822375923011063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110822375923011063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110822375923011063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110822375923011063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/death-how-do-you-deal-with-it.html' title='Death, how do you deal with it?'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110815967599189734</id><published>2005-02-11T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:07:55.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake friends deserve fake destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sooooo right...... I discovered that I made some big mistake in the past.. I have been fooled again by fake friends. I promised myself I wouldn't trap in this trick that easily, but yet I did. Been there before and seen it all before.... yet I'm too stupid... I am feeling all those shitty feelings again. Fake friends.. who needs them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last year.. or the year before.. my cousin said to me "Aroosa don't trust anyone except your sisters and brothers" at that time I was like "wtff......." but now.. I'm like "It's true, in the end I'll only have my siblings to count on.. because eventually THEY ARE MY BLOOD. They feel what I feel we have the same mind" .. I thank Allah for giving me 2 sweethearts of sisters and 1 lovely brother. If it wasn't for them I would've left this planet ages ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friends.... what does that word actually mean? People who are not your family but act like one?? Hmm... I don't know.. but whatever it means, I don't care... I just know that there are bunch of people who I love .. but only some of them really love me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But then again.. I don't care .. seriously I don't give a  F U C K.. Fake friends deserve fake destiny.. a horrible destiny... I want to curse all those fake friends I have.. but then again that would be too mean for Aro.. I am not that mean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How can people be so unsensitive and uncompassionate? How can they not have feelings? With guys I can understand, guys are stupid selfabsorbed human beings who don't have a heart.. but with girls.. I don't understand, how can a girl be a fake friends? We women have so much in common.. but yet how does it happen that there is always a woman that stabs you in the back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This post is dedicated to a fake friend.. I hope she knows I am talking about her.. but I doubt it, since she doesn't read my blog....... because.. &lt;em&gt;she does not care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's where this story ends.. fake friends do not care........ so why should I?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wassalaam&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/8951433-110815967599189734?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110815967599189734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110815967599189734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110815967599189734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110815967599189734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/fake-friends-deserve-fake-destiny.html' title='Fake friends deserve fake destiny'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110804100987894811</id><published>2005-02-10T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T14:14:34.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>786 for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam my jaaaaaaaansss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at uni right now, I finished my work wohohoh go on Aroooooo who's the best?! Aro's tha best!!! Oke so I am listenin to 786.. and I feel like singing the urdu nasheed out louddddddddddddd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Yeh zameen jab na thiiiiiiiii,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh jahaan jab na thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chaand suraj na theeee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aasemaan jab na thaaaa"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woho I love those boys, they will be in UK when I'll be there aswell inshAllah :faint: I can't wait til I can go to UK.. I need a break man seriously, too much of college projects and exams.. I hate my class so much.. stupid white racist, I feel like killing em all!!! Hrrr.... I so wish I was with my cousins in UK.. they are all chilling their and enjoying college.. and me? I am hating college.. If it was for Rabiye, Elfahmi, Tais, Aruna, Ashna and Kanwal I would've left Holland ages ago.. pffff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So 30 min before class.. hrrr I don't wanna goooo... man sometimes I just wish I had a fulltime job.. but then I see my cousin (next door) who is all tired coz of fulltime work and she tell sme to enjoy college and all.. and I WANNA ENJOY.. if only I had a wicked class and wicked colllegeee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my chacha came from UK yesterday.. he is from Pakistan.. he came from Pakistan 2 weeks ago, went to UK, stayed there and now he's in Holland.. he's going to Spain next week.. dudeee he's making a worldtrip and he's poor!! Lol I'm so mean.. so right Asmah (my bessst cousin) and Tea (my other bessst cousin) wrote me a letter and I was crying :( yeh coz well in their letters you can just feel how they are enjoying life and college and friends.... blabla.. I was like "if only i was a part of their life" I mean.. yes I know I am a part of their life.. but still they have other things going on in their life and it's not that I see them every day or call them every day.. no.. I barely see them :s so I mean they are always in my heart and I am in theirs, but still there is a difference coz we are not really "close", ya no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I mean whenever I have something to tell a person.. something important, I have noone to tell to except myself.. :s so that's sad :( they have each other... (I got buncha family in UK) but I got no1... except Kenny.. I'm blessed to have her (Kenny= Kanwal btw) seriously she is an angel... dono why I got her.. I don't deserve her.. lol Kenny loves Cola.. or as she says COJJA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I remember this time.. at highschool.. me Ashna and Kenny were walking to Bas van der Heijden (aka English Morrisons :) or Asda) and Kenny wanted COJAAAA.. and well they had Coja in Bas only Kenny said "I WANT COLD COJAAAAAA" and she made the puppy face (the one she always makes) and so we had to go to this ottttther shop.. which was kinda "far" lol and there they had THANDA COJJA aka cold cola.. Bless Kenny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right ohh righttt.. so I met Ash (Ashna) on tuesday.. yes.. wow I was sooooo happy when I saw her.. we always hug whenever we see each other, since we hardly see each other :) before when we were at highschool we saw each other every day so we never hugged lol.. wow time changes the people :) so right we had a good chat.. we went home together (I saw her at college btw.. the main building.. she was behind the computers).. so well I told her I'll drop by her work tomarrow.. to check out this new hot boy ;) lol.. she said "OHHH AROOSAAA we have this newww hotttttttttt boy at our work.. and you haveeeeee to see him blabla" I'm like okeee dudee I'ma come right after college...My college finishes at 4 pm tomarrow.. so I'll be home late.. again.. *sigh* and then me and Ashna made a deal that we'll see each other every sunday at the park.. we live so near yet we see each other once a month :s Kenny is coming aswell.. we'll have a good time inshAllah.. remembering the old times :)The park is opposit the primair school (where me Kenny and Ash met).. so weird.. exact 15 years ago we met there.. in our pendu clothes.. and now after 15 years.. all grown up.. we're still together.. MashAllah may Allah keep our friendship safe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope nothing comes in our way and that we can meet on sunday, coz mostly somethings ruins our meetings :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got college till 6 pm today.. or 5... I don't know.. I might stay here at college to msn and finish my college work.. since my chacha from Pak s at our place.. and since my brother has no college so he is internetting the whole time.. and I hardly get a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well take care my lovers mwahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Aro loves ya all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8951433-110804100987894811?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110804100987894811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110804100987894811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110804100987894811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110804100987894811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/786-for-life.html' title='786 for life'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110802779516935869</id><published>2005-02-10T10:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:35:59.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodmorning San Fransisco!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Salaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's morning and I tried to add a pic that Bushra made for me.. but I don't know how to do it.. and Jamroll doesn't know either.. It's funny since he has been behind the net since he was born :( SOME1 HELP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my homework now.. its 10:35 am.. and well I am yeh chatting with Jam baji.. she is very interestinggggggg (not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassalaaaaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110802779516935869?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110802779516935869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110802779516935869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110802779516935869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110802779516935869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/goodmorning-san-fransisco_10.html' title='Goodmorning San Fransisco!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110795508346047330</id><published>2005-02-09T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T14:18:03.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm</title><content type='html'>Salaam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an audio blog!! SOME1 PLZ TELL ME HOW I CAN POST ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke.. well I gotta do my homework now and I gotta finish it in 2 hours coz Days of our lives will start then and it's getting too exciting so I cannot miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassaaaaalaaam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110795508346047330?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110795508346047330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110795508346047330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110795508346047330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110795508346047330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/erm.html' title='Erm'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110734756689442892</id><published>2005-02-02T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:08:56.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Composed by Ally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Mohabbatein music plays in the background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey everybody, hope ure all doing well insha'Allah :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aroosa and I are celebrating our 1 yr anniversary today! And to mark this very specialllll day, we've taken over each others blogs. mwahaha. She even made this really awesome card for the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;*scroll down* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say tons of great things about her, but I'm sure everyone already knows how special she is masha'Allah. But just to prove how great she really is, I'ma say a few things anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to know each other on a &lt;a href="http://www.islamicaweb.com"&gt;forum&lt;/a&gt; exactly one year ago. She was a newcomer and I welcomed her to the place. lol the first thing we talked about was Bradford (and I know I mentioned a Paki drama entitled Aroosa somewhere, lol). The first time we met I was surprised at how much we were alike. We agreed on just about everything. We had the same taste in lots of stuff right from the start, music, guys, friends, you name it. We're even the same height! hah, bet you didn't see that one coming. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we used to stay up late and would wake up extra early just to chat, and we talked about anything and everything. Right from the start we became really good friends, and as the days/weeks went by, we practically became soulsisters. I'm dead serious. We knew everything about each other, and could talk about anything knowing the other wouldn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Here's actual proof, bits taken from our conv we had just a few minutes ago, hehe. apparently I was a lil late for our meeting date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/-\ ® 0 [mc]paro: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fdfsdg&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally [mc]begum. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/-\ ® 0 [mc]paro: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KUTTI&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally [mc]begum. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anniversary mubarak!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/-\ ® 0 [mc]paro: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZALLEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally [mc]begum. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quit calling me names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol. I'd do anything for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I seriously don't know what I would do without her. She's helped me through so many tough times, I owe a lot to this wonderful girl. She's the one who was there when I was having second thoughts about marriage, she's the one who showed me how precious life really is. She's the one who made me realize how important everything is. And she's also the one who wants little nephews and nieces sometime soon. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And Aroosa is actually the one who brought a whole bunch of us girls together, and we even formed an all girl gang and Aro's the founder. A while after we formed the gang, Aro announced that she was leaving for Pakiland. She crushed everyone's lil teenybopper hearts and everything &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(c'mon, y'all know ure teenyboppers). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Most of us thought she would get engaged to a freshie FOR SURE. I mean, that's like the main reason parents send their kids to Pak in their teen years, to get them married off. But nooo, Aro proved us wrong. Thank God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Y'all can breathe again). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm married now and all, Aroosa stays in my thoughts and heart each and every day. She has been such a great friend and an even greater sister this past year, I just wanted to let her know how great she is masha'Allah. She's also one of the most sweetest and considerate ppl I have ever known, I'm glad she's my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay we're still IMing each other, so I'ma end this with a poem for the lovely Aro MC Paro :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Sustains Life&lt;br /&gt;As it always has&lt;br /&gt;and it always will&lt;br /&gt;Who cares what other say&lt;br /&gt;I know my hope is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is a way of life&lt;br /&gt;and a symbol of love&lt;br /&gt;Without hope in my life&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I could think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is all that I could ever want it to be&lt;br /&gt;A real sweet chick often called MC Paro&lt;br /&gt;but in reality&lt;br /&gt;my hope goes by the name Aro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I would have done&lt;br /&gt;without someone like you&lt;br /&gt;You're the hope that's always there&lt;br /&gt;You're the friend that really cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;You've come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;I thank God everyday&lt;br /&gt;to be blessed with a friend like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that hope sustains life&lt;br /&gt;as it always has and it always will&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there when it mattered the most&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for being my darling 'n lovely host :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you. Thanks for coming into my life and for being such an aweosme soulsister. And know that when I count my blessings, I count my galz twice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassalam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img143.exs.cx/img143/3768/aroosaaaliya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110734756689442892?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110734756689442892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110734756689442892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110734756689442892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110734756689442892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/02/composed-by-ally-mohabbatein-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110702056938063900</id><published>2005-01-29T18:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T14:55:32.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST CHAI EVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Salaam my jaano ke jaaaanss :smooch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here is Aro again :) Hehehe.. wow it's so freaky when I talk to myself.. but hey I am used to it ;) I need to say hello to Ally yet on her blogggyy.. remind me to do that bloggy will ya??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ohhh sooo hmm the title of this blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I made the best chai every, yesterday!! :faint: My Allahhhhh.. did it taste nice or not?!? I had bakarghani with it.. :faint: I know now how to make wicked chai!! Wohohoh finally after 6 years or something :D I'm soo cool :cool: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So right.. Hmm ohhh rightt.. wow.. yesterday was such a good day.. see it started all fkd up.. coz my classmates ignored me no1 actually said hi (oh how i miss high school i was so popular back then.. and now I'm jjust a freaky paki muslim girl in my class... well I rather be this than a kafir white .. ho!!!! :mad:) .. but oh well.. so like this Irani guy is in my class.. he is not a muslim :S but anyways he's very funny.. and me and him sat next to each other (no I don't like him man... he's a 'non' muslim muslim.. get it? His parents are muslim but they didn't keep their religion.. he doesn't even know about EID!! How sad is that?!?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways.. so we had this english class and me and him we're partners and we spoke english in different accent and that was funny :P Oke.. so then i waited 2 hours for my spanish class.. me and Kenny we're in the computer room chatting :D soo.. then I had my Spanish class... (remember I told you guys I will have my Spanish class with Elfahmi and Kenny... wel erm they said they don't wanna go with me.. since they had their class after 1,5 hour (college splitted 4 classes annoying yes very)) .. soo I went alone :( *cry* but i didn't care.. coz it was ESPANOLAAAAAA.. ya no :cool:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Butttt when I came in the class.. this gay classmate of mine went like "what did you get for Financial Management" I'm like "errrrr they got the result??! :eek:" Sooooooo.. there I went... to the student desk.. to check out the "result document" .. and i got a 6,4!!!!!! WOHOHO ..(out of 10 that is.. so 64%) .. and you know the funny thing I thought I would get a .. 2 :s I only filled in 2 of the 11 questions... :D Man I'm soo thankfull to Allah man.. seriously He always listens when you pray from YOUR HEART.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And Spanish class just rocked.. I can now say some sentences in spanish like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hola! Como estas? Bien, gracias! Me llamo Aroosa! Vivo en Rotterdam! Me estudio y trabajo en une restaurante!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello! How are you? I'm fine, thanks! My name is Aroosa! I live in Rotterdam! I study and work in a restaurant!! &lt;/strong&gt;(No I don't work.. I am too lazy to work..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quote of 786's song Ya'Allah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pray 5 times a day, and never stop giving.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta keep on Qoran,keep imaan strong,&lt;br /&gt;and one day inshAllah, you'll be among the stars.&lt;br /&gt;For now you better pray girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dude I feel so smart.. dono why.. I hope every day in my life is like yesterday.. and I hope that for you guys aswell :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oke well that's it hunnyssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aro Paro :flower:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110702056938063900?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110702056938063900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110702056938063900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110702056938063900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110702056938063900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/best-chai-ever.html' title='BEST CHAI EVER!!'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110701967270303298</id><published>2005-01-29T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T18:30:16.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatsssss Hurrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Olaaaaaaaaa seniors y senioritassssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oke was that good? I'm getting my first Spanish classes next week :D I'm kinda excited.. first time me and Kenny and Elfahmi in the same class after 2 years :faint: Hope it goes right mannnnnn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh maybe I should clear some stuff up for you.. right I got few best best friends: Rabiye, Tais, Aruna, Ashna, Kanwal (aka Kenny) and Elfahmiiiii.. (he's a guy :P my bruvaaaa! He's the one who took me to the prayer room of our college and he made me pray there LOL mashAllah he's soo gooddd.. any single maraki girls looking for a guy?! Elfahmi is single!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmmmm right my brother is in Amsterdam so that's why I have been online NON stop today....... Miyra left msn :s dono why.. and stupid JJ left msn aswell.. MAN YOU GUYS SUCK BIG TIMEEEEEE.. I'ma call all you suckers BT from now on BIG TIMERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oke Hajar posted me a letter yesterday wohoh *angel smile* Ima get in next tuesday InshAllah I hope :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ally was suppose to come online, but she didn't ... man MARRIED WOMEN SUCK.. Ally I hope you read this... you know even if you got a hotttt hubby like Adam.. you should think about your sisters ya no :o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bushra left for dinner.. and I told her to come back but she ain't back yetttttt :mad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ohh and I keep posting in Ansaar in that women section.. lollllll.. yeh yeh it's all about blood and kissing females :evil laugh: (if any guy is reading this.. chilllll I'm straighttttttt :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey why don't we have smileys in here.. hrhrrh I hate codes :mad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okee abbu is backkkkk andddd... oke I just wanna say the following thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guys come guys go, but friends always stay... This is SPECIALLY dedicated to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jalila, Hajar, Bushra, Miyra, Ally, Safia &amp;amp; Nida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aro singing offffffff&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PS: I'm sooooo choooohoooll I'm soo chohooll.. I know how to change things in my bloggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110701967270303298?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110701967270303298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110701967270303298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110701967270303298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110701967270303298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/whatsssss-hurrrrrrr.html' title='Whatsssss Hurrrrrrr'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110700367599091792</id><published>2005-01-29T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T14:01:15.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salaam</title><content type='html'>WOHOHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understood how the ehmm editing buddy list etc worksss.. woho I'm so cool.. SEE bmw put a wrong url for Allys bloggg and i found the real urrrll and i changed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoh im soo cooll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke i gotta eat breaky yettt wassalaam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BTW INDIAS BEST IS ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN FINAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110700367599091792?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110700367599091792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110700367599091792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110700367599091792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110700367599091792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/salaam.html' title='Salaam'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110699961775966269</id><published>2005-01-29T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T13:01:35.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bmw rocks :) </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Salaam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So today.. I woke up at 11:30 and here I am after like almost 1 hour :D .. erm I'm sooo addicted!!! I'm chatting with Nuh anddd.. well I wrote some urdu poetry last night *faint* hope you guys like it :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ohh and I wanted to say something.. right.. I was on islamica and I searched for MUSLIMFAITH (I wanted to find her profile .. and I needed to click her nick for that.. and to find her nick I had to search for it :s ya no what I mean??) soo.. right then I found her nickname after 2 pages.. but before her I also found a thread made by GUSGUS... don't know if you remember that guy?????? I bet the old islamicans do.. well.. anyways.. I looked at his profile.. and woah its been almost 1 year since he hasn't posted.. where the f is he?!? &lt;strong&gt;What happened to him?! Does any1 know??&lt;/strong&gt; I feel like making a thread in islamica and ask about all the islamicans who left.. :s where'd they go?! Why did they leave?!? I mean I didn't even know GUSGUS but stil man.. he is alive right : .. err this is what I hate about internet.. &lt;strong&gt;you never know when people will leave you, and even when they leave you, you will never find out why&lt;/strong&gt;..... :cry: (jj safia I hope you guys know I'm also kinda talking about you guys WHERE THE F ARE YOU GUYS?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So I guess this poem is a tribute to all the ex islamicans.. WE MISS YOU GUYS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oke here is the gay poem :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Phir mille hain"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aaj phir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hum us mitti peh chal rehe hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jis neh pehle bhi humare kadmo ko chuwa tha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wohi mitti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jis par humare yaadon seh bharre huwe nashan hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wohi mitti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jisne dhool phenk di thi meri zindagi meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tab kissi aur dard ke liye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeh mitti humme satta rehi thi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aur aaj kissi aur maksad ke liye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Magar chuw to rehi hai, jeh mitti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woho kadmo ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joh ispe pehle bhi chal chukke hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na chahne par,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;phir bhi hum ussi raste par apni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yaadein bana rehe hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Na jahne par,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hum apne hi dard ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;barra rehe hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Magar phir bhi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeh raasta, yeh lamha, apne hoke bhi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kuch aanjane seh lag rehe hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kya issi ka naam pyaar hai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pa kar kohna, aur koh kar pana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kaisi bewafa hai jeh dil ki bazi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hummu hi jitati hai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aur humme hi rulati hai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hope ya guys liked it .. aro luvs ya alll mwaaaaaaaaaaaaah ws&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110699961775966269?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110699961775966269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110699961775966269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110699961775966269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110699961775966269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/bmw-rocks.html' title='Bmw rocks :) '/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110692225444028440</id><published>2005-01-28T15:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T15:24:14.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh jahan hoon jahan hoon jahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SALAAAAAAM mere jaanonnn ke jaaann my lovers :smooch: mwaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So how yall sexy people doinggg?? I hope yar chillinggg... Few things that i am doing right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;1: talking to bmw...... SHE GAVE MY BLOG A MAKEOVER.. ain't she cool?!? Mannnn shes so wicked!!! She is a hot biryani kurrrrrrri.. look how cool the image is.. she made it with paint :faint: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2: Im talkin to Naail he gave me this link.. I think its suppose to be funny (I wouldnt know coz I cannot open the page)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.haqaonline.com/multimedia/audio/Comedy/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;http://www.haqaonline.com/multimedia/audio/Comedy/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3: I'm talkin to Compash aka Sabr.. and she is pretendin that she is a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4: I am waiting for some1 specialllllll :blush: err I mean I am waiting for a brother to come online and give me lectures about the islam.. his name is Sam :P And bmw and jinzy once made fun of him :S (which very very mean btw!! He is a super duper nice fellahhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyways Sam ain't here yet its been 22 minutess ... 23 minutes now.. and he ain't here :( I gotta go pretty soonnnn man where is he.. OKe maybe he is at the masjid.. is that possible!? It's 2:24 in UK.. errrrr.. why am I so addicted again :( .. You guys told me to move on.. and hey I am moving on.. but I'm moving on a bit too fast haina? I cant help myself... I feel so lonely sometimes... that i just glue to the very first person I meet.. girl or guy.. don't matter :S Right now I am glued to Sammmmm whyyyy?! I only talked to him like 5 times man!! And I've known him for like 1 weeks?!?! Mannnnnn I'm so dumb :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I need to get married asap :S any1 wanna marry me?! Evry1 is welcome (except FRESHIES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wassalaaamm aroooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PS; im such a despo cow ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110692225444028440?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110692225444028440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110692225444028440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110692225444028440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110692225444028440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/meh-jahan-hoon-jahan-hoon-jahan.html' title='Meh jahan hoon jahan hoon jahan'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110684674093141394</id><published>2005-01-27T18:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T18:25:40.930+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MEH AGEHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Salaaammm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seems like some1 missed me.. Bushra aka BMW told me to update this thing.. so here I am.. updating it.. wohoh im updatin my bloggg.. look at me im so coolllll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Right so some of you knoww.. my lovelife has finished.. no guy anymore :( but hey Allah decides i guess... that guy sucked bigtime!! :mad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hmm well oke I have been online for 6,5 hours today.. and I'm back to flirtinggg.. i love guys :P all guysssss.. no i dont.. i hate them :mad: but stil ima big playa :D like BMW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OH ALLY.. read your emailll i sent you an emailllll.. i didnt get any of your emails btw :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nida where r uuu i commented on ur islamica profile.. hope ur havin fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nurrrrr.. hmm write me something oke? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oke for the rest i got my first result got a 60% its good i guess i was so happy.. but now im like heyyy im better than that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hmm kenny s bakkk was just chattin with her on msn :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well my colj startin from monday.. i got 3 days off next week.. actually 2  :D wohoh... andd aurr.. my dad will go to pak this year inshAllah.. and i was just lookin for tickets for UK .. i might come on the 15th or 18th of march and leave on the 27th or 28th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the weddin is on 26thh... soo if i leave 1 day after it wil be hectic and i will be drunk LOL jk... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oke i love you guys?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110684674093141394?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110684674093141394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110684674093141394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110684674093141394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110684674093141394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2005/01/meh-agehi.html' title='MEH AGEHI'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110305146686596377</id><published>2004-12-14T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T20:11:06.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I posted this on Allys blog.. so I thought I'll post it in here aswell.. since this is my blog :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How can i make a buddy list?!&lt;br /&gt;I frkin dont understand a shittt!! :@&lt;br /&gt;Man im still in luv with him.. (u know who and no NOT U but the other guy) and i just talkd to him and we wre talkin fine until he was like oh g2g esha time.. he is alwasy in a hurry :( seems like he is runnin away from me am i that bad?&lt;br /&gt;I am so madly in love u have no idea. i prayed ishtekara 10 times for him.. actualy COZ of him.. but he has no idea.. all i do is think about him and wait til i see him :( thats how my day goes.. he is the light of my day.. he is the oneeee i know ittt.. a woman just feels it..&lt;br /&gt;:( "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*heartbroken* :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110305146686596377?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110305146686596377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110305146686596377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110305146686596377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110305146686596377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2004/12/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110305105907733502</id><published>2004-12-14T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T20:04:19.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ello</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to post on Allys profile.. and sey hello to her but it doesnt seem to work i am still illegal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yeh well uff i hate love *sigh* i have a new love.. but he seems to run away from me every time he is here.. :cry: are we meant to be or not? I hate guys :( no  i dont.. i love them! Seems like I love them all! Whenevr I see a guy my hormones jump.. I perve at eevry guy.. even white ones yuk yuk.. must not do Aroosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a presentation today and it went ok.. i hate my class.. stupid bloody kafirs.. burn burn burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well me hungry and me heartbroken...&lt;br /&gt;i hate luv :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110305105907733502?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110305105907733502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110305105907733502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110305105907733502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110305105907733502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2004/12/ello.html' title='Ello'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-110138896567945608</id><published>2004-11-25T14:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:22:45.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am kinda happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT IS TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna know why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COZ EVERYTHING IS JUST GOING RIGHTTTT.. seriouslyyyy mashAllah nazar na laghe evrything is just going righttt..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am on schedule.. (with homework and all) .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am going to meet my friends tomarrow.. my mother's health is kindaaa gettin better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my sister is coming on the 8th of december.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think I wil make it to the wedding in UK (so i will go!!!! inshAllah) .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I dont care that I missed the eid party.. coz lotsa people sed it sucked mwhahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I dont miss Kenny that much anymore.. coz I realise that she won't be with me forever.. she wil get married one day and have her own house (btw she always wanted to leave in Pakistan and me in UK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am gettin closer with my cousin and phuppo :D mashAllah.. hey they're not that mean :o I always thought they don't like me.. buttt heeey i found out they even love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okeee so people I am at uniii am supose to do my hw.. but I aint doing itttt.. I must end my blog post or else ill keep blablaing and i wont do my work :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tataaaaa arooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-110138896567945608?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/110138896567945608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=110138896567945608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110138896567945608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/110138896567945608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-kinda-happy.html' title='I am kinda happy'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-109976937233776206</id><published>2004-11-06T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T20:36:34.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sooo sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salaam my folks,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oke today my dear Kenny/Kanny/Kanwal/My best friend in real life, left and I am soooooooooooooooo sad!!!! Seriously I've been crying this whole week and I told her on msn like last monday that I cried becoz of her during Assar prayer and she went like 'awww' (as she always does). But today it was a bit too bad. Just like few minutes ago i was crying like a crazy. My mascara was leaving and my boogie was coming out (I have a flue guys stop saying eww its normal :@). And this stupid song of Natasha Beddingsfield is in my head:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"These words are my own... I love you I love you I love yoooooooooou"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love her so much :'( I wish I could tell her how much she means to me, but I can't. Coz itll sound too gay and she'll freak out and stay in Pakistan forever. Oh btw yeh she went to Pakistan for like 9 weeks, coz her sister and brother are getting married. The plan was actually that I was going with her, but I went to Pakistan in summer, and it aint that cheap to go to Pakistan :(. I wrote her this letter and I gave her a card and a cute necklace. I also printed our pictures in color and gave them to her, incase she forgets how I look like :P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Ally left aswell. I thought about Ally last night. I was like "Ally left, Kenny is leaving, whos next?". Seriously gyal Ally, my sweet lil sis, I hope ur wedding is a propa blast. I wish I was dere to attend it, I would show you some Punjabi bhangra and Pathani dance. I would bump the wedding for you and yeh find 10 guys for myself :$:$:$ (as I always do that during a wedding). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sigh* Ohhhhh Hajar sent me a letter!! Wohohoho..finally the girl wrote to me after like MONTHS.... but I don't blame her, she was busy with her college. Poor chick has been having the same problem as me. College aint the same as high school. High skoo was much better right Hajar? And she also sent me a CD with Sami Yusuf's performances on it!!! Thanks alot gyal, I didn't expect it :) I was sho happy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I wrote 2,5 pages (written on both sides) to my friend in Pakistan, Nadia. She has been in Pakistan for like 1 year and 3 months. She is actually from Holland, but coz of some probs she had to go Pak. And I also wrote a letter to my cousin in Pakistan, Lahore. Kenny is going to post it in Pakistan to her, coz thats much faster! Mostly it takes 1 month until the letter hits the Pakistani ground. And I also wrote a letter for Kenny :).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oke dude and dudettes I blabla too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love yall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep the ride bumping &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peace aro da paro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-109976937233776206?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/109976937233776206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=109976937233776206' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/109976937233776206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/109976937233776206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-sooo-sad.html' title='I am sooo sad'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951433.post-109923817450551178</id><published>2004-10-31T16:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T16:56:14.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is my first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;Salaam people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330033;"&gt;Oke this is my first day on this bloggy woggy.  30 min before iftari a blog named "Welcome to Aro's world" was born! So please people remember this beautiful day! Oh btw its my niece Bismah's birthday today, she's 4 years old today mashAllah. Ya'll better make a dua for her lambhi ummar (long life) oke?? :smooch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm so addicted to the Islamica smileys.. Oke the funny things guys.. I wanted to take a  break from all these net things.. and I kinda did.. I didn't post in Islamica for 6/7 days! Wowwhohohho halleluja! Revolution or evolution!! But I'm back now. I think this blog will be my freshiest addiction. Thanks alot BMW (Bushra Munni Wicked (I know you're digging this nickname ;) ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;What am I doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;- Chatting with Bushra and Miyra in 1 convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;- Chatting with my friend Simmy from Amsterdam (my one and only msn paki friend from Holland)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;- Chatting with Temur bhai (some brother I made on this website called "orkut")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- Chatting with my in real life friend calles Tais.. she's been my friend for 6,5 years :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And yeh I'm obviously also typing in my bloggy shoggy moggy... Oh and guess what?! I AM NOT ISLAMICING!! Wow man what 1 week without internet can't do with you :faint:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you guys notice how the color of the font keeps changing? Look how excited I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oke love you all and keep bloggin Aro's blog!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8951433-109923817450551178?l=aroosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/feeds/109923817450551178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8951433&amp;postID=109923817450551178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/109923817450551178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8951433/posts/default/109923817450551178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aroosa.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-this-is-my-first-day.html' title='So this is my first day'/><author><name>Aroosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03827497909170437379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/6683/picture0ye.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
