<?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-8278250128052520486</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:15:57.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Eminence rhymes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4936196781409132279</id><published>2011-12-23T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:50:39.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's one day before christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss him like crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's probably laughing now and going out with his friends, how i wish i know what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;could he really be not loving me? could he really not want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more days pass, the easier it should be, but it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i dont live these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish things didnt turn out the way they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want him back? maybe, but not without the respect, the love and the dignity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't take him back, i dont want him far, i dont want to be weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4936196781409132279?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4936196781409132279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4936196781409132279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4936196781409132279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4936196781409132279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-one-day-before-christmas-eve-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4012499000264080273</id><published>2011-12-11T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:57:50.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to call.&lt;div&gt;ask how are you? how are things? how's ur work? How's she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot of things have happened with me, updates, that i'd like to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want to call and talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no results, no thing, just a random conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if you don't pick up? what if you're too cold that i couldn't bare it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if i hated you after the call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd rather not call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd rather call but not have that as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how could u take this much of a break? is it a final break? should i really forget you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? it doesn't make sense, it really doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, things happen in weird ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't but think that we fit together, why the separation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why should i believe it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time should show everything, and how hard that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4012499000264080273?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4012499000264080273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4012499000264080273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4012499000264080273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4012499000264080273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-just-want-to-call.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-562390689196438112</id><published>2011-11-29T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:24:20.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break</title><content type='html'>he never allowed me a day for a break,&lt;div&gt;now I should give him the time he needs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how come this is fair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how come it is fair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't survive this anymore, I want to call and beg him the return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he shouldn't be begged, how come when he wants me back he can easily fool me back into it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emotions.. emotions.. emotions, we always loose this battle and the guys always win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he decides when he wants me back, he decides when he wants to leave, when he wants to come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to sit and wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he tells you, why wait? live your life, if we're meant to be we're meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how am I supposed to live with that? easy for me to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not want emotional troubles, I hate them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-562390689196438112?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/562390689196438112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=562390689196438112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/562390689196438112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/562390689196438112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-2931475742162115311</id><published>2010-04-03T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:35:17.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you might as well, just kill me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-2931475742162115311?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/2931475742162115311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=2931475742162115311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2931475742162115311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2931475742162115311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-might-as-well-just-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-5815629685980681134</id><published>2009-02-09T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:16:51.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>accused</title><content type='html'>i was accused..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;broken into a million string when it rings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if i am for a thousand guys out there for a fling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-5815629685980681134?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/5815629685980681134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=5815629685980681134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5815629685980681134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5815629685980681134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2009/02/accused.html' title='accused'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-5496511289873263461</id><published>2007-11-21T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T08:15:01.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He</title><content type='html'>He is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Beauty according to my definition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is gentle&lt;br /&gt;Gentle according to my standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is rich&lt;br /&gt;Rich according to my satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is romantic&lt;br /&gt;Romantic according to my complexities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves me&lt;br /&gt;He adores me&lt;br /&gt;He worships my grounds&lt;br /&gt;He respects me&lt;br /&gt;He lifts me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;br /&gt;Can't &lt;br /&gt;Exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-5496511289873263461?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/5496511289873263461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=5496511289873263461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5496511289873263461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5496511289873263461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/11/he.html' title='He'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4588492866964964428</id><published>2007-09-26T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:22:20.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a mouth... shut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLdgmiD3IXQ/RvqUXyjhPNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0XmqrGEFYco/s1600-h/vierge_folle_by_the_endless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114563463261273298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="227" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLdgmiD3IXQ/RvqUXyjhPNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0XmqrGEFYco/s320/vierge_folle_by_the_endless.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's really hard to deal with a man of no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's harder to deal with a man of no brains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a man of hand, voice and screams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a man of temper, power and no aim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's silly how you look at it and know it's wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very clearly wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yet can't do a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't whisper the wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny how in a world of many people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a world of few dominates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny how your sex defines your state&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny how it's so clearly wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's funny how blind you get along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4588492866964964428?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4588492866964964428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4588492866964964428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4588492866964964428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4588492866964964428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/09/mouth-shut.html' title='a mouth... shut'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLdgmiD3IXQ/RvqUXyjhPNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0XmqrGEFYco/s72-c/vierge_folle_by_the_endless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-7783791042557780116</id><published>2007-09-15T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T09:12:27.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>Attention: this post can cause tears, heart aches, or nothing; it depends on who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song recommended: little things- Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened, this one thing that shook every normal&lt;br /&gt;One life on the edge, other lives are close to that edge&lt;br /&gt;You can pull your life out; it’s your own choice and call&lt;br /&gt;But the one on the edge, is almost lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hang on the edge for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Until you can’t hold it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Until you get so tired of waiting that freaking hope&lt;br /&gt;Until suddenly all you believe in doesn’t lift your soul&lt;br /&gt;Until you simply give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this person at the beginning of my uni days&lt;br /&gt;They met him too, a couple of little times&lt;br /&gt;He was okay in their eyes, a nice person&lt;br /&gt;And he’s off the list now&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple friend- friend definition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this other person last year&lt;br /&gt;Never thought a friendship will arise&lt;br /&gt;It was different, it was slow and fast&lt;br /&gt;Rhyming friends, both with poetic abilities&lt;br /&gt;Sharing friends, my problem vs yours&lt;br /&gt;Your soul picks people, and you only follow&lt;br /&gt;I felt comfortable and easy to that&lt;br /&gt;And it was simple, complicated but right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew about the sick grandma&lt;br /&gt;The one day a week&lt;br /&gt;This subject, this father,&lt;br /&gt;We are people and we have our simple daily stories&lt;br /&gt;I had my share, I had my share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two were the same&lt;br /&gt;The two walked together&lt;br /&gt;The two were together along with the common person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some others before these days&lt;br /&gt;And it was the same over again&lt;br /&gt;I always back off at certain time&lt;br /&gt;The time when I feel vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that I should be a one sole soul&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that I shouldn’t be weak in front of anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I used to pick&lt;br /&gt;Now fate decided to lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;Of someone who can make my choices for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that I dump you all&lt;br /&gt;I leave you all&lt;br /&gt;Because things need to have closure&lt;br /&gt;And mine took long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be in your throat&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see that now, you’ll soon do&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be “the” burden&lt;br /&gt;You don’t feel that, you’ll feel soon&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be anything&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know that, you’ll figure soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan has already started&lt;br /&gt;Tell her it’s done, Lubna’s case that is&lt;br /&gt;Go to iftars, go to whatever&lt;br /&gt;Lubna Taimeh doesn’t exist anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were F.R.I.E.N.D.S, let’s benefit from that by:&lt;br /&gt;Now that my friend is what I call: clloosure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-7783791042557780116?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/7783791042557780116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=7783791042557780116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7783791042557780116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7783791042557780116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/09/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3205982290220461224</id><published>2007-07-29T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:24:53.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Illusion</title><content type='html'>To the Illusion in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know, I promise you that.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all mixed inside, I can’t interpret it&lt;br /&gt;Days are passing so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Each day I miss, brings hope for the next&lt;br /&gt;And the cycle goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the illusion exists&lt;br /&gt;It’s always bored or in need to leave&lt;br /&gt;I don’t bother, or explain&lt;br /&gt;It’s all in the looks that the illusion and I share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it’s mixed with reality calls or chats&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so unreal&lt;br /&gt;The two souls don’t match except at special rare moments&lt;br /&gt;I miss those “rares”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3205982290220461224?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3205982290220461224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3205982290220461224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3205982290220461224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3205982290220461224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-illusion.html' title='Your Illusion'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-8310616700652244737</id><published>2007-07-29T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:21:33.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My revolution</title><content type='html'>I reached... finally to the gate&lt;br /&gt;the only gate i was blind and couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;the one door i wasn't able to find its key&lt;br /&gt;i don't belong to you, your city or your last name&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to belong, even when all facts say different&lt;br /&gt;they can force on paper, but not on mind&lt;br /&gt;and yes i lost you, you lost me, it's the end here&lt;br /&gt;i could've said: NO, but that's not what i want&lt;br /&gt;I could've pointed out, but why should I?&lt;br /&gt;If your brain is blind, if your heart is a lie&lt;br /&gt;if your soul is veiled, I don't think I should be your light.&lt;br /&gt;I am not proud of you, your city or your last name&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to the 1st of my names&lt;br /&gt;and my revolution should start from there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-8310616700652244737?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/8310616700652244737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=8310616700652244737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8310616700652244737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8310616700652244737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-reached.html' title='My revolution'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-1285737644285005971</id><published>2007-07-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:24:28.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I think time is in a chase with us all&lt;br /&gt;I used to run, now i'm too old&lt;br /&gt;I want to reach there fast&lt;br /&gt;apparently there's no cheating even for the last&lt;br /&gt;Things happened so quick that I can't keep a grip&lt;br /&gt;I trust but not really, I believe but doubt sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Worries, excitement and alot of brain action&lt;br /&gt;while for the hurt, blocking takes a good fraction&lt;br /&gt;Parties, up to threeto my brain, only God and sometimes me can flee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-1285737644285005971?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/1285737644285005971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=1285737644285005971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1285737644285005971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1285737644285005971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-time-is-in-chase-with-us-all-i.html' title='Time'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4670187296270741091</id><published>2007-07-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:26:23.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Marwan</title><content type='html'>If you miss all these and miss me,Imagine what I miss.... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the warmest of all hugs&lt;br /&gt;I miss the beautiful heart that shudnt be stopped&lt;br /&gt;I miss the one always beside me&lt;br /&gt;I miss who always fight for me&lt;br /&gt;I miss our funky drives, and god knows what else&lt;br /&gt;cmon no one helps me prove omar's existence but you&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how to deal with things like the me and you&lt;br /&gt;i think ppl will think we're nasty, dear so i'll shut up here, and hurry bring ur ass here&lt;br /&gt;yalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4670187296270741091?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4670187296270741091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4670187296270741091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4670187296270741091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4670187296270741091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-you-miss-all-these-and-miss.html' title='Missing Marwan'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-8528605679316919751</id><published>2007-07-29T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:26:47.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>she thinks life rotates just for her&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that it's all about what she wants&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that we're all zero next to her needs&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that she can rule with her deeds&lt;br /&gt;screw you a day shall come, a day that's near&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-8528605679316919751?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/8528605679316919751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=8528605679316919751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8528605679316919751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8528605679316919751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/she-thinks-life-rotates-just-for-her.html' title='She'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-130279307268505898</id><published>2007-07-29T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:27:12.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion"full"</title><content type='html'>sometimes i smile&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i cry&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i laugh&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i weep&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i share&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hide&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dance&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i fight&lt;br /&gt;never i hit&lt;br /&gt;and the dress isn't done yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-130279307268505898?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/130279307268505898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=130279307268505898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/130279307268505898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/130279307268505898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-i-smile-sometimes-i-cry_29.html' title='Emotion&quot;full&quot;'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-1406838542437281507</id><published>2007-07-29T09:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:28:14.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A reply to only you</title><content type='html'>sometimes it makes her feel sad&lt;br /&gt;the eyes would spread gazes&lt;br /&gt;carried in little sad phases&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she'd wish she's loose&lt;br /&gt;to do nothing, just the simple and right&lt;br /&gt;emotions should be allowed to flow&lt;br /&gt;suppression of any sort is a blow&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.... it only becomes a wish&lt;br /&gt;sometimes itself is a wish&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ah...... let's just smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-1406838542437281507?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/1406838542437281507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=1406838542437281507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1406838542437281507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1406838542437281507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-it-makes-her-feel-sad-eyes.html' title='A reply to only you'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-5246481312357495236</id><published>2007-07-29T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:28:53.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right goes right</title><content type='html'>I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;I choose, I pick, I make my decisions&lt;br /&gt;If they dont like it, screw their likings&lt;br /&gt;I invite, I tell, I ask you to come&lt;br /&gt;If they eye you, screw their eyesI tell you cuz i always do&lt;br /&gt;I tell you not for you to leave or go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're worried about you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's you, or me on the go&lt;br /&gt;I know I will always carry the fight&lt;br /&gt;cuz what's right, should never hide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-5246481312357495236?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/5246481312357495236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=5246481312357495236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5246481312357495236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5246481312357495236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-carei-really-dont.html' title='Right goes right'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-1578499068031052589</id><published>2007-07-29T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:29:26.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A freak</title><content type='html'>Okay,, I can bare everything&lt;br /&gt;I can… nothing is much, But to have to bare a freak like this one&lt;br /&gt;I can, but I will not&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell put you in charge&lt;br /&gt;I set the rules, you can argue But you can’t set the rules&lt;br /&gt;Want to go tell on me, please do&lt;br /&gt;Screw you, gosh I can say it in your face too&lt;br /&gt;Am glad I’m done with that&lt;br /&gt;Am glad I’m done with an ass like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-1578499068031052589?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/1578499068031052589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=1578499068031052589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1578499068031052589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1578499068031052589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-i-can-bare-everything-i-can.html' title='A freak'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-470958569565994644</id><published>2007-07-29T09:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:29:54.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My feelings to you</title><content type='html'>it feels weird sometimes, because i can't define&lt;br /&gt;define it, what it is, or how it is&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that i want it to magically work&lt;br /&gt;but all i get is twists along the road&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to let go, but it keeps on coming&lt;br /&gt;gosh i wish things were different&lt;br /&gt;just plain different, something that works out with no troubles or difficulites...&lt;br /&gt;i guess.... it's as najeeb said today: childhood was the best time ever.&lt;br /&gt;things were simple, and easy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-470958569565994644?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/470958569565994644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=470958569565994644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/470958569565994644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/470958569565994644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-feels-weird-sometimes-because-i-cant.html' title='My feelings to you'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-6120536812391722690</id><published>2007-07-29T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:31:07.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>really</title><content type='html'>I'm done with school...&lt;br /&gt;but not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm partially happy....&lt;br /&gt;but not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loaded with stuff...&lt;br /&gt;but ...really&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost along the track...&lt;br /&gt;i hope dearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to happen my way...&lt;br /&gt;let's wish sincerely&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut loose...&lt;br /&gt;it's a wish, merely&lt;br /&gt;I'm a freak..&lt;br /&gt;I know... really&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-6120536812391722690?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/6120536812391722690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=6120536812391722690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6120536812391722690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6120536812391722690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-done-with-school.html' title='really'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4221783146826394476</id><published>2007-07-29T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:31:36.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the deactivation</title><content type='html'>At a moment, I deactivated my account&lt;br /&gt;I lost contact with few, a certain amount&lt;br /&gt;I lost pics I uploaded here at feelin&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue, I hate it now, hate it, hate it&lt;br /&gt;Some of them meant a lot to me,I’ll try to recollect some, let’s see&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it, hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,This is something I haven’t told u before&lt;br /&gt;I love to listen, I even listen when u don’t even notice&lt;br /&gt;The only time I ask not to listen, is when I know I’ll get hurt&lt;br /&gt;I don’t listen, cuz I know I’ll get jealous&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather block than hear what my ears don’t want to&lt;br /&gt;Why should I hurt my ears?&lt;br /&gt;ah.. they get hurt anyways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4221783146826394476?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4221783146826394476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4221783146826394476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4221783146826394476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4221783146826394476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/at-moment-i-deactivated-my-account-i.html' title='On the deactivation'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-6999109132491014754</id><published>2007-07-29T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:09:24.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know it’s not about the ride&lt;br /&gt;We had fun in the go with the domes and all&lt;br /&gt;we had fun in the back, ur action was for all&lt;br /&gt;You should know that it’s not about that&lt;br /&gt;The heck with a bit of thrill when you seemed like in hell&lt;br /&gt;I just hate how you don’t appreciate your health&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you saw that others did care for it&lt;br /&gt;And took right actions while you took the cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse it wasn’t ur intention or aimAnd its ofcourse no shame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-6999109132491014754?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/6999109132491014754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=6999109132491014754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6999109132491014754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6999109132491014754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-its-not-about-ride-we-had-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-1091272876286263765</id><published>2007-07-29T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:08:27.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel physical and emotional pain&lt;br /&gt;My physical is due to rum and its mountains&lt;br /&gt;My emotional is a pour of many little tins&lt;br /&gt;each tin filling my brain with little dozed worries&lt;br /&gt;all I wish now is being so loose, eating wild berries&lt;br /&gt;Raspberries, hallons, all sorts of sour breezes&lt;br /&gt;no school, no people , a little of some brain freezers&lt;br /&gt;lets take a long bet and a long breath&lt;br /&gt;lets wait for tomorrow and its hidden death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-1091272876286263765?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/1091272876286263765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=1091272876286263765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1091272876286263765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/1091272876286263765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-physical-and-emotional-pain-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-7723602347002345392</id><published>2007-05-28T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:17:58.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm running away from my xlubnax to here, cuz i know few check it in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe i live in hell... today i managed to finally admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw your mentality, screw your thoughts.. i don't believe in them but i can't do anything against them... screw me and screw my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you for not standing for me, screw you for not caring about it and just wanting to cut it down....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-7723602347002345392?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/7723602347002345392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=7723602347002345392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7723602347002345392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7723602347002345392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-running-away-from-my-xlubnax-to-here.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3721720552288069104</id><published>2007-05-24T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:12:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random day</title><content type='html'>it hit me, and I figured that they’re just words&lt;br /&gt;Said to her, him, to everyone, and I’m unique no more&lt;br /&gt;I too cling to them, they make me feel safe…a simple sword&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t share; what I write you, I write no other soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7enz… the following is all yours&lt;br /&gt;You’re so thoughtful and great&lt;br /&gt;You hear me out, when all ears are straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought the apples, and it was fun&lt;br /&gt;You should have enjoyed the breeze that came with no sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You either wait for august when I get the black pearl&lt;br /&gt;Or we drive after 8 before we melt with a hurl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3721720552288069104?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3721720552288069104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3721720552288069104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3721720552288069104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3721720552288069104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-day.html' title='random day'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3206094816287395021</id><published>2007-05-20T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:11:25.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s PSUT…</title><content type='html'>It’s a ratio of 20 guys to one girl&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a park and a 15 jds a year&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a smurf don’t dream of the permission dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s she5 hassan, w wijdan, w omar 3toum&lt;br /&gt;Ah… three names one of which causes the doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s: nice guys, freaks and little admirers&lt;br /&gt;It’s rare girls; rarirty is causing empires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my first year and abdelfatta7 was singing&lt;br /&gt;That was at the cafeteria, n I hated belonging&lt;br /&gt;But now I know it’s funny&lt;br /&gt;N it’s reminding me of that inti5abat pinkish bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s physics labs with qadoumi&lt;br /&gt;Gosh the guy is so poor, his name reminds me of Indoomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s failing subjects, lots of library staying&lt;br /&gt;It’s a semester cycle of studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Khaled m7amad’s “ma3lesh yala”&lt;br /&gt;Although I get him his calculator mishan allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so many things that I’d like to keep&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this, let’s see what you can beep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made my point(s) clear&lt;br /&gt;Now i’ll hide, it’s much: a reveal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3206094816287395021?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3206094816287395021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3206094816287395021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3206094816287395021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3206094816287395021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-psut.html' title='What’s PSUT…'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-7719923974881918740</id><published>2007-05-19T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T04:48:56.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>I know you’re busy&lt;br /&gt;And you barely sleep&lt;br /&gt;I understand but&lt;br /&gt;I just mind the lost contact&lt;br /&gt;when together you’re not&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got the new crowds&lt;br /&gt;That forced your mind to distract&lt;br /&gt;My stories are not of interest anymore&lt;br /&gt;Our simple delicate living is not being&lt;br /&gt;rewind on the phone anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when that happens, it’s not like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still here, still the same&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you are too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the desperate drives&lt;br /&gt;the time when we turned off the lights&lt;br /&gt;and ran around waiting for the car to arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “we’re going to prana” call, that got him all twisted&lt;br /&gt;I hate the mention of the two not the three&lt;br /&gt;Please stop that, we might flee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-7719923974881918740?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/7719923974881918740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=7719923974881918740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7719923974881918740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7719923974881918740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3317193643610818941</id><published>2007-05-18T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:18:03.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration</title><content type='html'>I find it so hard to see the last two for me&lt;br /&gt;I see admiration in the eyes of many&lt;br /&gt;I fail to combine my whole&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel normal&lt;br /&gt;to be small&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be what they see&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t count on me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t admire me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t like me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t appreciate my presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a random person&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3317193643610818941?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3317193643610818941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3317193643610818941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3317193643610818941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3317193643610818941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/admiration.html' title='Admiration'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4801421946339832375</id><published>2007-05-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:35:23.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Too much” is how much I think&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how I didn’t inherit the family’s migraine&lt;br /&gt;Although my case seems pretty fitting&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it’s the wrong batch at the hitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my brain swirl 700 things a moment&lt;br /&gt;I might focus with you at a split&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll find the hidden story in the eyes like a glit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of the many things&lt;br /&gt;School, Marwan, responsibility and add her&lt;br /&gt;I can’t bare seeing the mistake walk with me everyday&lt;br /&gt;I can’t bare the switch taken from the heir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to shut myself&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that it’ll soon end&lt;br /&gt;when I know that it’ll keep on going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak, I’ll ignite the game&lt;br /&gt;Something all are waiting for&lt;br /&gt;But are too scared to dare&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind being the catalyst&lt;br /&gt;As long as it wouldn't hurt anyone&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse it wouldn’t be my way&lt;br /&gt;All are to be hurt along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll go back to shutting up&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll annoy you here, until it floods in my cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 8:31pm on May 16th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4801421946339832375?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4801421946339832375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4801421946339832375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4801421946339832375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4801421946339832375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/too-much-is-how-much-i-think-its-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-493671177331821963</id><published>2007-05-17T11:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:32:22.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw the ear bending over to my side today&lt;br /&gt;I saw the eyes under their protective shades&lt;br /&gt;I heard the voice in that copy cat tone&lt;br /&gt;I think it's perfect, someone shouldn't ask for more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-493671177331821963?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/493671177331821963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=493671177331821963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/493671177331821963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/493671177331821963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-saw-ear-bending-over-to-my-side-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3828338679090241852</id><published>2007-05-17T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:31:39.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too much rain outside&lt;br /&gt;too much thirst in my throat&lt;br /&gt;a strong combo, plus my filled in mind&lt;br /&gt;it forced this, although i wish for that&lt;br /&gt;i hate it now, lubna is off the list&lt;br /&gt;i better try again, i owe it to the self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trois dix neuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3828338679090241852?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3828338679090241852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3828338679090241852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3828338679090241852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3828338679090241852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/too-much-rain-outside-too-much-thirst.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-3524263672889841307</id><published>2007-05-17T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:30:58.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst two</title><content type='html'>It’s in less than an hour&lt;br /&gt;A freak on my back&lt;br /&gt;I walk, can’t see my shadow&lt;br /&gt;I just see his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is just buried in his too much&lt;br /&gt;I spell the magic words&lt;br /&gt;They seem to pass him by so quick&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t even notice&lt;br /&gt;I have to explain it at all times as a bonus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She keeps on judging me for this and that&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn’t see herself&lt;br /&gt;She does what she accuses me of&lt;br /&gt;it irritates ...pretty much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I don’t think will do it&lt;br /&gt;Would be the only one to understand&lt;br /&gt;To see right, to ask on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay busy with your own lives&lt;br /&gt;Or with what counts in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave my door step dear&lt;br /&gt;Many need the entrance clear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-3524263672889841307?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/3524263672889841307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=3524263672889841307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3524263672889841307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/3524263672889841307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/burst-two.html' title='Burst two'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-7833673957669450251</id><published>2007-05-17T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:29:18.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst one</title><content type='html'>I’m sick of explaining it&lt;br /&gt;Always…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of waiting on it&lt;br /&gt;Always…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m demanding the least attention&lt;br /&gt;Always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re lost…clueless… poor&lt;br /&gt;You’re sweet, but yes simple&lt;br /&gt;I’ll clue you… this time…&lt;br /&gt;c'est pour toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;désolé&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-7833673957669450251?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/7833673957669450251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=7833673957669450251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7833673957669450251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7833673957669450251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/burst-one.html' title='Burst one'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-2380246027784148923</id><published>2007-05-17T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:27:39.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On him blocking me</title><content type='html'>Never was I treated as shit as this&lt;br /&gt;I’m not annoyed as much as shocked&lt;br /&gt;It sounds funny in my head&lt;br /&gt;As there’s nothing that deserves all this&lt;br /&gt;I can neglect, but that’s not me&lt;br /&gt;I serve my mind on a plate&lt;br /&gt;To all of those who don’t deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 1:04pm on May 8th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-2380246027784148923?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/2380246027784148923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=2380246027784148923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2380246027784148923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2380246027784148923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-him-blocking-me.html' title='On him blocking me'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-8938300970712794930</id><published>2007-05-17T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:26:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;page=1"&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at 7:04pm on May 7th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to clear the head of the many things&lt;br /&gt;to focus on that thing I used to be good at&lt;br /&gt;The capabilities are quite there&lt;br /&gt;missing on them, is making them rare&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I take you for granted at all times&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I seem harsh on you&lt;br /&gt;I allow mistakes…jokes... rants of others&lt;br /&gt;But can’t make yours pass with no bothers&lt;br /&gt;Does it make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is of the essence&lt;br /&gt;And Lubna is on rants&lt;br /&gt;Blame the plants Of this killing weather&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the weatherIt’s HOT… burning hot&lt;br /&gt;I’m fading, lost in mind and is blind&lt;br /&gt;I imagine the park a big swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;That I’m not allowed to dip in as a fool&lt;br /&gt;My aim n life is to get back home &amp;amp; shower&lt;br /&gt;Shower… power… sour… Flower&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;When I drink slush, I get the sh and s mixed&lt;br /&gt;So it’s like: ray7en 3l smeshani nshtari,shlus&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Bye zaiiddd :@&lt;br /&gt;Bye nash =)&lt;br /&gt;Bye zaid :P&lt;br /&gt;Each gets his appropriate emoticon ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-8938300970712794930?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/8938300970712794930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=8938300970712794930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8938300970712794930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/8938300970712794930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/feelin-wall-at-704pm-on-may-7th-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-7195217965126491604</id><published>2007-05-17T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:23:04.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's for you</title><content type='html'>I think when she sees u she’ll be happy&lt;br /&gt;With a content smile inside her heart&lt;br /&gt;Please smile to her, give her warmth, a hug if she wants&lt;br /&gt;I know you will I saw a heart in your eyes for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at 9:00pm on April 30th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-7195217965126491604?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/7195217965126491604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=7195217965126491604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7195217965126491604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/7195217965126491604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-for-you.html' title='It&apos;s for you'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4554807357487212988</id><published>2007-05-17T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:21:36.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it’s time&lt;br /&gt;Time to stop my rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To figure priorities&lt;br /&gt;Then live the difficulties&lt;br /&gt;I love it here, I love this booth&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can write about bees’ messed up tooth&lt;br /&gt;But no I won’t, I need to g&lt;br /&gt;oI miss my home, miss it a lot&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn’t deserve the neglecting it got&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me everyone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be less in here&lt;br /&gt;But don’t worry I’m not going&lt;br /&gt;My feet is stuck with you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at 10:16pm on April 29th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4554807357487212988?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4554807357487212988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4554807357487212988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4554807357487212988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4554807357487212988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-its-time-time-to-stop-my-rhyme.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-5150484140204387298</id><published>2007-05-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:20:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want any responsibility&lt;br /&gt;I can't take care of my own&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear any voices&lt;br /&gt;mine is loud enough&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of ur constant dependence&lt;br /&gt;Look at u, have u ever really cared&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look at me in admiration&lt;br /&gt;That’s only causing my deterioration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 2:47pm on April 27th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-5150484140204387298?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/5150484140204387298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=5150484140204387298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5150484140204387298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5150484140204387298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-want-any-responsibility-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4353649141307515670</id><published>2007-05-17T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:18:52.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenariotic</title><content type='html'>I don’t mind wakin in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;After my perfect sleep &amp; all the dream sight&lt;br /&gt;To just read your mind, to know that u care&lt;br /&gt;To worry about ur understanding &amp;amp; enjoy that u share&lt;br /&gt;Please help me out, understand my fear&lt;br /&gt;I can’t have my scenario, rolling again that near&lt;br /&gt;It feels so ugly, so unreal&lt;br /&gt;So weird that it’s got the two close to me surreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at 11:07am on April 27th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4353649141307515670?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4353649141307515670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4353649141307515670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4353649141307515670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4353649141307515670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/scenariotic.html' title='Scenariotic'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-2882709103575897181</id><published>2007-05-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:17:26.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>نعسانة وجرفانة والشغلة عبارة عن عذاااب&lt;br /&gt;طارت المحاضرة والشياب أكيد أخدني غياب&lt;br /&gt;هاي صار عندي طحشة غيابات وأنا عاملي حالي الكوول ومن اللي عندهم معنويات&lt;br /&gt;اوكيي الشغلة زنخت وفكرة أروح ع باقي المحاضرات&lt;br /&gt;بنشوفكوا بعدين-انشالله- بس نشطب الغيابات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocked of my own self (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at 8:50am on April 24th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-2882709103575897181?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/2882709103575897181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=2882709103575897181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2882709103575897181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/2882709103575897181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/shocked-of-my-own-self-feelin-wall-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-88507333728997893</id><published>2007-05-17T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:14:25.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>April starts with a fool&lt;br /&gt;A birthday in between, that’s cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jumping landmine&lt;br /&gt;That I do seem to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It became clear that a wish&lt;br /&gt;Is just what it is&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to the hope which&lt;br /&gt;Died with stepping on that switch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can put all reasons together&lt;br /&gt;As that can cause pain forever&lt;br /&gt;And that is what I want for the time&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it’ll pass with that mine&lt;br /&gt;That’s taking my soul for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've wanted to go, I would've wanted to smile&lt;br /&gt;But I think I should realize, that that will come in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time, let’s say it is what it should&lt;br /&gt;It feels like fasting, &amp; it makes me feel good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 10:32am on April 21st, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-88507333728997893?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/88507333728997893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>game fight</title><content type='html'>I want to write something, as that's the only thing I can do&lt;br /&gt;I'm here at Ghadeer's, sitting, trying to figure who&lt;br /&gt;I saw you well at the game, loved your moves&lt;br /&gt;I even loved your grooves&lt;br /&gt;But Zaid, I wished to tell u to believe in this game&lt;br /&gt;Apparently you were right; this game had nothing to do with fame&lt;br /&gt;I hated his guts; he was supposed to get his share&lt;br /&gt;No one is to leave a scratch; no one is to leave a mark&lt;br /&gt;I hope he was a man not like dogs that bark&lt;br /&gt;Cool off, no one deserves, if he didn't get his share today&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he'll get it on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=3"&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at 3:50pm on April 19th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-6801596006153467801?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/6801596006153467801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=6801596006153467801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6801596006153467801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/6801596006153467801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/game-fight.html' title='game fight'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-233771595005334693</id><published>2007-05-17T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:09:58.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An emoticon followed by the wrong left turn&lt;br /&gt;I ended up laughing and thought I should learn&lt;br /&gt;That it would never be easy and it should burn&lt;br /&gt;The sensation is mine to earn&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;How come I’m not in although she knows I care&lt;br /&gt;I did stuff just for her, and it’s just a dare&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get it, but tomorrow should declare&lt;br /&gt;A new formulated fairA better one I should spare&lt;br /&gt;A burden, I really need no more&lt;br /&gt;Please be nice to me, it’s becoming sore&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I know I get messed up about it&lt;br /&gt;But believe me, I do like it&lt;br /&gt;You are a great guy, and you know he is MY great guy&lt;br /&gt;For that I should thank you, for sticking around&lt;br /&gt;For the suggested rides and drives about&lt;br /&gt;I think I cleared how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Hope you understood my fear :)&lt;br /&gt;~lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 8:13pm on April 14th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-233771595005334693?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/233771595005334693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=233771595005334693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/233771595005334693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/233771595005334693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/emoticon-followed-by-wrong-left-turn-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-4275410606324158102</id><published>2007-05-17T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:07:34.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Nadine…</title><content type='html'>It’s all about the views&lt;br /&gt;He views things in black eyes&lt;br /&gt;You view things in blue&lt;br /&gt;The difference in color causes difference in views&lt;br /&gt;To you it was perfect, like never before&lt;br /&gt;To him, it made him ask for a break, and for nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Chickened out? Found a lame excuse?&lt;br /&gt;However it happened, the pain would never reduce&lt;br /&gt;I think you should’ve opened your eyes well&lt;br /&gt;As to avoid falling in hell&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you should’ve purchased lenses in black&lt;br /&gt;It’s never late; you’ve got a new next track :)&lt;br /&gt;~Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin Wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at 3:45pm on April 6th, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-4275410606324158102?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/4275410606324158102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=4275410606324158102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4275410606324158102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/4275410606324158102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-for-nadine.html' title='Just for Nadine…'/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278250128052520486.post-5469126730376966666</id><published>2007-04-03T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:08:19.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty yes you are. All people managed to agree&lt;br /&gt;to me… A rectangular face is what I see&lt;br /&gt;Black and brown are its colors&lt;br /&gt;With eyes that can only see dollars&lt;br /&gt;Your eyebrows are un-plucked and bushy.&lt;br /&gt;Masculine you think, while they’re fussy&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are two pebbles picked off the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth is so dirty, with ketchup and flees&lt;br /&gt;You better learn to respect&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll learn to detectA man from a boy ~Lubna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=2233819691&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelin wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at 2:22pm on April 3rd, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8278250128052520486-5469126730376966666?l=xlubnay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/feeds/5469126730376966666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8278250128052520486&amp;postID=5469126730376966666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5469126730376966666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8278250128052520486/posts/default/5469126730376966666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xlubnay.blogspot.com/2007/04/pretty-yes-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lubna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/648/2458/1600/DSC00652.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
