<?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-2975820657431552849</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:44:56.342-08:00</updated><category term='announcement'/><category term='travel'/><category term='snaps'/><category term='examz'/><category term='family'/><category term='Drake Bell'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='the hell'/><category term='untitled'/><category term='birthdayz'/><category term='muZic'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='school'/><category term='innOvate'/><category term='quOtez'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Festival'/><category term='the person'/><category term='trip'/><category term='GenX'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>An Abecedarian</title><subtitle type='html'>hmm-hmm, when you start doing, starting something new, you simply dont become a PERFECTIONIST at that, you are; at first AN ABECEDARIAN, a Beginner, a learner...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-1079614420619128142</id><published>2008-11-17T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:50:51.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdayz'/><title type='text'>&gt;Long Time No See&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/SSGPOG7AMdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wf3Xuhg66tA/s1600-h/DSC03555.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So, long time no see, Mr.Blog??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;To a Surprise for all, I have no idea what persuaded me to do this. Just like i said in one of my earlier post, I read my other posts, and i just clicked the left button of my mouse, landed here and just writing whatever i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Life has changed a lot since that "Miley Cyrus" song post. A LOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;From my favorite song to my favorite colour. Since last post I have even got one year older. Yeahhpiee, I'm living my fOrtutious 15... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm crossing the bridge to my future, class 10... i swear, all is gonna change after it.. i'm sure, it will!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My appearance has changed. I got a makeover this birthday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;BEFORE&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/SSGPOS50q4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/amnuxXBW24w/s320/DSC03032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269650514755496834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;                               &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &gt;&gt;&gt;AFTER&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/SSGPOG7AMdI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wf3Xuhg66tA/s320/DSC03555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269650511539220946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;All over again, everything has changed, from friends to being me, from masti to being serious. Well talking about friends, my best friend is still Aakii(aakriti), our group of 8 girls at school is still live, sherlyn-people is doing fine. She lately got committed -to a guy!! lol. a Sardar hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I have made bunch of good friends at tution.. and sadly my friendship with one of my pen pals that is Aniket got over! dont ask why, he never told me the reason for it, cause it was him who said 'over'.. precisely, his choice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Moreover, being serious, yes!! C'mon it is class 10, what else do you expect... studying all the time... and my mock pre boards are starting from 3rd December... damn!! i'm really nervous.whatever i have studied, i tend to forget that! and else, i have to score good this time.. so yeah, i'm studying!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ghosh... you wont believe what happened today...  it was like, i was studying in my grandma's room... and then whatever happened... i found this marble in my backyard. that marble remined me of the times 5 years back... too senti to talk off... like when i was in class 5, especially in winters, all of my friends from all over the colony used to come in my house, and play ''stapoo'' in the courtyard. i remember shashank, saket, his younger sis, my neighbours kriti, nonu, nehal, priyanka n cheekoo... i went to my viranada, played stapoo all bymyself... and then after 15 minuted of fun, i came back to the room and continued studying.. then, after 20 minutes i get a call... wow!! out of nowhere, it was CHEKOO!!! can you believe it... i mean wat a co-incidence... '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;i was literally shivering while talking to him... i had his number, but unfortunately, when i tried calling him few months back those numbers were no more valid. now finally i has his number, and the friendship is saved!! cheekoo n i were best of friends.. we used to go cycling together in the morning at like 7or6, or swing together in the near by park... amazingg!! make mud houses in the park, play all odd games... mannn i'm sooooooo excited!! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Move on from here, today is 17November, and this day matters to the BFF that is Aakii n Me, the besties... We celeberate this day as ''Two of a kind day'' because exactly last year at school co-incidensly, whatever we both did, did the same or finished everything at the same time... and it was the time we became ''besties'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So i'm making a photo frame for her:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;well, now sort of i have packed up much of what is happening these days... talking about past wont link with anything which is already posted... so i'm just trying to start from the scratch, without making a new page... just this one, because i'm still An Abecedarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-1079614420619128142?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/1079614420619128142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=1079614420619128142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/1079614420619128142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/1079614420619128142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='&gt;Long Time No See&lt;'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/SSGPOS50q4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/amnuxXBW24w/s72-c/DSC03032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-5690873328626432122</id><published>2008-01-21T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T06:41:04.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muZic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'># As I Am # bY Miley Cyrus&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As I Am " by Miley Cyrus, the teenager also famous for her most happening show on Disney Channel "Hannah Montana". This song, is so outrageous. The music, the lyrics, itz just damn Perfect! I thYnk in sOmewaY Or the Other, it is related tO m€, so h€re hOw the sOng gO€s!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Gonna stay in bed today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I can't stand the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know why I get so down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't be much fun tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I can't believe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you still want to hang around,me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not so pretty all the time,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you don't mind,to you, it's alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus) As I am,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is how you take me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never try to push or make me different,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I talk you listen to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am is how you want me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andI know I found the piece thats missin' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(missin')I'm lookin' at him(him him him)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not the girl you think you see,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But maybe thats a lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost told me better than,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, myself and I,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know a lot of things, but I know what I got.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not so perfect everyday,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't have to try,'cuz it all falls into place(it all falls into place)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(chorus)As I am, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is how you take menever try to push or make me different,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I talk you listen to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am is how you want me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andI know I found the piece thats missin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm lookin' at him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Face to face,eye to eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your standin' there,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feels good on the inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't mind I don't care (care)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your standin' there (there)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seein' me for the first time(x3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(chorus)As I am,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is how you take me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never try to push or make me different,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I talk you listen to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is how you want me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andI know I found the piece thats missin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm lookin' at him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Found the peice that's missin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take me as I am,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I talk you listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take me as I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,Found the piece that's missin' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take me as I am. ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5690873328626432122?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5690873328626432122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5690873328626432122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5690873328626432122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5690873328626432122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-i-am-by-miley-cyrus.html' title='# As I Am # bY Miley Cyrus&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-2123471224502447546</id><published>2008-01-17T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:20:21.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GenX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>&lt;&lt; The Untitled &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are always feelings in you that want to come out, jump and you want to be just yourself.... and well... everything is happening just so fast, that there is hardly anytime!&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, 13, my niece was borned... oohhh, shiish, she will be the eldest to the FOURTH GENERATION... her name is Sania... ohhh, and I stand as the youngest Bua, such a funnn!! *yeah*. She is soo damnnn cute, that you melt, as soon as you see her. A BIG WAALA CONGRATZ TO MY BHAIYA N BHABHI for this sweet lil thing.... hehe. When my mum saw her pictures all she could say was '' she just resembles you both (my sis n me) as when you were born''... and I blushed... I was delighted to know that, I was a cut€ lil thing back then! And not to mention, I still love myself... hehe... In my own way I think I'm pretty even if someone disagreez with that! "I am My Favorite" *yeah*&lt;br /&gt;On mOnday, it was my bestfriend's birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156758613731510706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R5B8ozPnCbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pf6xpVWSjgU/s320/gen.X.+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;We Seven All Gone Madd!!!&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not sherlyn people, we are just normal friends nOw, it is Aaki (Aakriti) of whom am talking about. She is one sweetheart and one with whom I sit in the class everyday. On one fine day, I shall tell you about how it just ended up like this. So, on her happy 15, we went to her place and had loadzzz n loadzzz of fun. We were 7 girls, and can you beat it, we were actaully "STUFFED" in a maruti together. It Was FuNnnn!&lt;br /&gt;And just to go at Aakiz place I wanted to take my digital Camera. I was quite scared for asking Dad about it... But as it goes, that until you overcome your fear, nothing will work... So I gathered all my strength together and asked dad, if I could take it... And guess what, as like always, everytime I overcome my fear something new does happens! So i said to him " Dad, Can i take the digi cam tomo?" and so he replies, "Do what you want *and this is where my heart falls* it is your choice" he gave a pause, n I gave a look to him which meant, "what do you mean, dad?" so he continues "you are a big girl now, if you take it, it your responsibilty, and i know u can take care of itt'' Shiiish, my father, my dadda said that n just to assure myself i again asked him '' You think am a BIG GIRL???" to which he replies "OfCourse, why not!!" and all i could say was " how sweeettt" I was jus soo excited...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156758613731510690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R5B8ozPnCaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BTc37lgUFVc/s320/gen.X.+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;&gt; Aaki n Me, Bestfriends forever!! &lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things have actually just changed so, drastically, that I cant believe it, and I feel on the top of the world... I feel the luckiestt! I just cant stop thanking God for the best best besssttttt couple of Parents, Buddies - Aaki, Samster, Deeksh, Harsh, Sheefu, Gaurz, Viku, SherlYn(atleast), Bestttt of pen budz specially Naomi n Her sis Shalomi and also who recently started calling me his bestie- the great Aniket! Shii!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School is funn these dayz, no regrettion for coming "Alone" in class IXC... just n oweness shall it be called!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks a bunch to All!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take Care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-2123471224502447546?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2123471224502447546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=2123471224502447546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2123471224502447546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2123471224502447546'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hid thOse eyes behing my arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;down looking to the floor that laid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afraid of the eyes which gave a stare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and never did lose on the fun they made.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At that moment I yearned the mOst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that a Jet just zooms in me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or a genie out of a lamp could save the hOst!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dared Once again tO gaze at thOse eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and fOund the super seven as fun, to my surprise!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Years it seems fOr my struggles...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but less than a minute, it was all over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nO regrettion fOr the crazy sOul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bunch Of Oweness, shall it be called.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it all gOt me, and it's mOre to gO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gift me chOcOltes and I'll be sO all yOurs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there tOok a U-turn, found a bud to hang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which shall stay here until Our last breadth sang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And with all the strenght Once mOre I stoOd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had the laughing face and even a bad mOod.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for sOmeOne else nOw thOse hands sigh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lOok at the happiest alive to shOut,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear, am a nO mOre shY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abecedarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5039744189716301?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5039744189716301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5039744189716301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5039744189716301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5039744189716301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/12/yo-it-was-i-think.html' title='=&quot;= Am a nO mOre Shy... =&apos;&apos;='/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-7503987245419389094</id><published>2007-12-27T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:21:08.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quOtez'/><title type='text'>=a quOte d€dicAted tO All=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A writer needs loneliness, and he gets his share of it.  He needs love, and he gets shared and also unshared love.  He needs friendship. In fact, he needs the universe.  To be a writer is, in a sense, to be a day-dreamer - to be living a kind of double life.  "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                            -&lt;/em&gt; Jorge Luis Borges&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-7503987245419389094?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/7503987245419389094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=7503987245419389094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/7503987245419389094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/7503987245419389094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/12/quote-ddicated-to-all.html' title='=a quOte d€dicAted tO All='/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-3478749453599637207</id><published>2007-12-24T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:18:24.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drake Bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;Drake Bell&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8TPnCYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-TEPssXPYTw/s1600-h/drake18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480170112158082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8TPnCYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-TEPssXPYTw/s320/drake18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have now got a new *idol* and *hero*, The Hunk Dude Himself &gt;&gt;Drake Bell&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is so cute n charming n everything! He is a big time heart-throbbing person! Well, now he's my latest crush! *yO*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480161522223442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F7zPnCVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/M6Hh1gg1l9c/s320/Drake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's soo adorable! Shiish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now something about the guy himself-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drake was born on 27June1986 and right now he is 21years old. Drake is an actor, guitarist, song-writer, singer and a comedian.&lt;br /&gt;I came across this guy through his very famous show "Drake and Josh" on Nicklodean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480170112158066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8TPnCXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/n_2lGenup2k/s320/drake20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as I became a frequent watcher of this show, I kept on melting whenever I used to see him on the show! OOoooh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480174407125394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8jPnCZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yi-TuCwnCGc/s320/drake+8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's damn good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I myself did'nt know much about Drake, Until I read his biography on Wikipedia and if you too want to know about him just &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drake_Bell"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click Here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as a fan of his, I've started collecting his pictures... Currently I have 3o pictures of His!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147480165817190754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8DPnCWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3Suq0xGyU2g/s320/Drake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-3478749453599637207?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/3478749453599637207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=3478749453599637207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/3478749453599637207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/3478749453599637207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/12/drake-bell.html' title='&gt;&gt;Drake Bell&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/R2-F8TPnCYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-TEPssXPYTw/s72-c/drake18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-5667577721373318860</id><published>2007-12-22T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T07:49:22.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the person'/><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;UnTitleD&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s173.photobucket.com/albums/w50/inbun/bigpig/images/graphics/hellos/ml_greetings_hiya.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s173.photobucket.com/albums/w50/inbun/bigpig/images/graphics/hellos/ml_greetings_hiya.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s173.photobucket.com/albums/w50/inbun/bigpig/images/graphics/hellos/ml_greetings_hiya.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone by now might have understood what kind of person I am... A person who does the damn opposite thing of what she says! Well, I am like that and at everypoint I try to differ myself from that! Can't Help It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always make promises to you and pretty obviously to myself, that I'll blog, I'll update it time-to-time, and at that, I always fail! Such a looser I am!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the question arises that, Why The Hell, Out Of The Blue, Am I Posting This?... Hmmm... It's long STory Though!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*yO!!*&lt;br /&gt;So... *Once Upon A Time* I was getting bored today, no-one was home * The Girl Was All Alone, By HerSelf* and electricity was'nt there either. My Dear Sisi, was in the balcony reading her novel and sucking out all the fun of the warm sun, *It Was A ColD Weather, You Know!*... Before the electricity would have said GoodBye to me, I had the music loud... and later was watching some movie based on Teens. *She Was Trying To Pass Her Time, SomeWay Or The Other* ANd then, after an hour when the electricity found its way back home *Her Home Sweet Home, Was a Terror To Her... Boredom was what She was fighting aginst* I switched on my laptop. I came online. Found none of my friends were online, and no unread mail were there in any of my inbox. Thus, the net itself was a boredom to me. *Niether she felt like reading A bOok nor writing something or doing something creative! The poor girl felt naughty-ish! She wanted to Have some sort of Funn! But How could she??* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then I went on my favorite site of GoOgle. Trust me, Whoever made this site is a BoRn Genuis! In the search toolbar I typed My Name, and the first option of the search was that of The- my first ever *blOg PaGe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zealousme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; --zEaLoUsMe--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*MemOries of The PaSt at The BoTtOm of Her Glass* I then clicked on the option and started reading everything... Hmmm... So the post I came across was of back in 27July'07, Where I had mentioned my 4 months remaining of being 14... Well what a Coincidence, Am writing this after 2 Months of being 14... Hehehahaha! Time Flies like a jet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had mentioned about partying hard with all my friends and stuff, but who knew- WhO kneW thAt I'll be going all by myself to ChenNai! Have lOadz of fun, talk to my PenPals - Naomi n Shalomi, and after knowing them from past one year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, Back to the point and the *lOng stOry* I felt that, If I can write well * not to mention that, though!* and , and I am commented by such good people, why not ponder over it, all over aGain! * I think Pretty well, eh!! Hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, sOrt of yOu cAn sAy, that Arushi ChOpra, will *hOpefully* be blOgging!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hOpefully* because&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- because, everytime I annOunce that, I am gOing tO blOg, and make all those promises and stuff... Like a big time lOoser n bOgus I never followed that! sO, this time nO promises Or anything like that, I'll tRy my bEst tO cOme here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aNd *God fOrbid* if I dOnt,then &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be waiting for a day lik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e thiS thankS to fatE, AfTer rOllinG over WhateVer I'd blOgged, at *oNce upOn a Time* will lead me to here...! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5667577721373318860?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5667577721373318860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5667577721373318860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5667577721373318860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5667577721373318860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/12/untitled.html' title='&gt;&gt;UnTitleD&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-8144459623189617484</id><published>2007-11-22T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:27:27.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>eXaMz FiNaLlY oVeR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was nothing like that, that I didnt come online during my exams unkine I did in my 1st term, I came online damn regularly, and made sure I studyied too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My exams finished yesterday itself, and it was english. It was owkay, types... Somehow this time, I was scred for each exam I gave, even english! First was Math, and I think it was pretty well too, and this time I will score far better than last time! I have to make my mum happy this time! The only thing she wishes from me is that I score full in maths, which is quite close to im-possible, so I just simply told mum that, not full but however I will score better than last time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no idea what has happened to me, I got scared so bad, that I think this time there is no single chance that I will even come 3rd in class, like last time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Bless me! My result is on 15. From Monday, we'll start getting our checked answer sheets, and I am in no mood to have them! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, our whole family went to watch this new movie Ajaa Nachle, and it is quite cute movie, I did even shed a tear or two! Hehe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my social paper, was a great relief to me, and I dont care however it went! It was itself a great victory that I knew answeres this time! Last time I scored the highest in social and this time, I'll be very greatful that I get average marks! God know, what happened to me this time! I studyied a lottt... Waking up at 7 in the morning and cotinuing till 10, have breakfast and then again back with those books in my laps! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shiish, yeah! That was pretty unfair! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On last monday morning (26 November'07) at 4:43am,  earthquake came in Delhi, I was toh all shivering from head to toe! Thinking out ways, what am I gonna do if it occurrs again! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luckily, nothing happened like that! Everybody was perfectly allright!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bhabhi(sis-in-law) is expecting, and the due date is 14 Jan, so am planning to knitt something for the baby! I learnt knitting 2 years back, but the problem is, am having trouble knitting now! Its nothing that I have forgotten knitting, but it will take some time for my hands to settle down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; From Monday I have normal school, normal routine!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abecedarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-8144459623189617484?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/8144459623189617484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=8144459623189617484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/8144459623189617484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/8144459623189617484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/examz-finally-over.html' title='eXaMz FiNaLlY oVeR!'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-6952711734028152884</id><published>2007-11-11T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:33:37.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye, For a Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My examz are starting from next Monday, and according to me, I know NOTHING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I probably will start studying from tomorrow!!! Heheheee!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So it is a good bye till the end of November, cya then!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there is this &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;/span&gt; that, there is this Poll on this page regarding Diwali And Crakers, If you Celebrate Diwali Just Give a second give your poll!!! That Is ALL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is Just a small survey am doing!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luv Ya ALl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TCzz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-6952711734028152884?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/6952711734028152884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=6952711734028152884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/6952711734028152884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/6952711734028152884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/bye-bye-for-month.html' title='Bye Bye, For a Month!'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-5540923089176249318</id><published>2007-11-11T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:28:26.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Why Journal???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzbYU__Rj_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/lEtmFW6mjww/s1600-h/75th+birthday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131526680721068018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzbYU__Rj_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/lEtmFW6mjww/s320/75th+birthday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Cheer is my pillow, and Cheer is my Journalz name, !!! Hehe!!! :P *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have written up to 5 journals and this September, started with the 6th one!&lt;br /&gt;Started journaling at the age of 11 and now when I’ve turned 14, if going back from where I had accelerated, *ghosh*… thanks to Almighty, I have improved a lot!&lt;br /&gt;From where I wrote 3-5 lines in an entry and now 3-5 pages don’t seem to be enough!&lt;br /&gt;The last journal of mine, I had started on (exact) 26 April (the day I completed 6 months of Hell!) and it finished on the 8th September. It hardly continued for 5 months&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Journaling is supposed to be a good habit too&lt;&lt;br /&gt;àIf you long for a friend, according to your desires, needs and wish, Journal is the best way! You can have it as your teen partner, let it be a male/female loads of paper binded together! It can be your girlfriend or boyfriend (if you don’t have any!) or to be precise, let be anyway n anything you want it to be!&lt;br /&gt;It is as flexible and as stiff as your thoughtz are…J&lt;br /&gt;àJournals teach you a lot~ actually it is you who learn from your own deeds! Always carry a notepad and a pen with yourself. Anytime you feel like, you can write about how and what you feel… But later DON’T THROW IT, because when you read it, you realize and learn much of it from what you have written!!!&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you are badly sad or angry, must right, because your journal is very patient. It listens to you very comfortably. It further gives you comfort as after writing down about how you feel, the relieve you get is very cherishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the main factor is, you must have time… Take out time for own self, even if you write something for 10 mins, just half a page, it is worth it…&lt;br /&gt;And after all… If you get used to such a buddy, you can’t even think to leave it!&lt;br /&gt;Tc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5540923089176249318?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5540923089176249318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5540923089176249318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5540923089176249318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5540923089176249318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-journal.html' title='Why Journal???'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzbYU__Rj_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/lEtmFW6mjww/s72-c/75th+birthday+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-5394317265591125863</id><published>2007-11-11T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:21:51.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GenX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdayz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Samster's Happy To You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samster aka Sam aka Somya Khera aka my real good friend, had her birthday on 10November! And she invited the whole group at her place and then for the hot movie Saawariya at thr Rivoli Cineplex!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But only Aakriti and I could make it. Though her siblings and my sisi n her friend too accompanied us, as they too wanted to watch the movie! The movie was awesome! i toh lovvvve it completely! Cute mennnn, Ranbir is shoooooooo cute n adorable!!! Lovvveeee him tooo! *hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we had a walk through JanPath Market, One of the hot and cheap place to shop in Delhi! But the unluck followed me and someone stole my wallet! It had 300bugs! I lied to my parents only 250 were there! Thank to God, they didnt get hypered regarding that! They were pretty cool! I felt real badd! But I promise that next time I will be careful and if money needed I will ask for less money from mum n dad! they are one pair of sweet sugar hearts!!!!! :D:D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love mah mumziii dummpzzz n dadda!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did cut cake. 'We' because our group thought to celeberate Harshz, Gaurz , Samsterz n mine bday together and thus cut the cake together! But since only samster n I was there, we cutted the cake together! It said "Happy birthday to Samster Roosh"... Samster will be sending the snapz of the awesome day soon!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Till Then, Tcz!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luv Ya All!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5394317265591125863?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5394317265591125863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5394317265591125863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5394317265591125863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5394317265591125863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/samsters-happy-to-you.html' title='Samster&apos;s Happy To You!!!'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-5957622372937048816</id><published>2007-11-07T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:09:53.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Happy Festival(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.omsakthi.org/cards2/gfx/diwali4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.omsakthi.org/cards2/gfx/diwali4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy diwali n happy bhaiya dooj to all!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, we can know about diwali through one search click on google at wikipedia, but to me diwali is just another fun!&lt;br /&gt;This time I said to NO to crackers just because of all the mails I get from SoS Live Earth people regarding increase in global warming n stuff! Yet I had loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;This time I wore no new clothes. I was simple, in my jeans n shirt! But, we went through the same old processes of diwali! On the morning of ChotiDiwali (preDiwali that was 8) we had our house decorated with lights and at night just like other homes, our house was glowing too!!! J&lt;br /&gt;On 10, it was the main day of Diwali, aka Deepavali, where it is said if you impress goddess Lakshmi you can be very well be successful in life!&lt;br /&gt;It was a normal morning of Diwali, no great excitement though! And this time my Bua (aunt, that iz my Dad’z elder sis) and Uncle were here and my Masi (aunt, my Grandmaz younger sis, since my dad call her masi, we too call her by the same pronoun!) tooo!!! I toh LOvvvvve mah Masi, she just came last month from US!&lt;br /&gt;SO at around 6, we started to set diyas in our veranda and get ready for the pooja.&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30 we went to the Gurudwara to lit candles there… And at 7 Mum, Dad, Sisi, Masi, Da’ads(Grandma), Bua, Uncle, our maid n me gathered in Da’ads’ room, where we had our mini temple set up, and started with the pooja! Then, like any other festivals, we exchanged gifts, Bua n Uncle gave me a greenish sweater, Da’ads gave me Rs100 n….mum dad???? Well, they have been doing so much for us, everyday, every moment, so why asking gifts from them!!! *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;And that was all! After that, we were watching TV and planning what will be the menu for Bhaiya-Dooj… Hope you people there, have had a safe and merry Diwali! A little late, yet wishing you all a very Happy and Prospering Diwali!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhaiya Dooj is celebrated day after the diwali! It so happened with me, that I think 4-5 years back, day before my happy to you was Diwali and day after my happy to you was Bhaiya Dooj. So I had three long dayz of receiving gifts!!! :D *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;So, Bhaiya Dooj, is some what like Raksha Bandhan, where you are worshipping your brothers and thanking them for protecting their sisters and to do the same in life ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is; on Raksha Bandhan you tie Rakhis on your brother’s right hand and on Bhaiya Dooj, you put Tika on your brother’s forehead! That is why bhaiya dooj is also known as Tika! And then, brother sister give presents to each other! It is mainly celebrated amongst North Indian People! So at my place the whole family gathered, like always because my da'ads is the eldest!! And everyone stayed here till lunch, had lunch and went home!!! *hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Anyways, for all those sisters who celebrate their bond ship with their brothers and vice versa, I wish you a very Happy Bhaiya Dooj!&lt;br /&gt;Tc!!&lt;br /&gt;Luv Ya All!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-5957622372937048816?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/5957622372937048816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=5957622372937048816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5957622372937048816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/5957622372937048816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-festivals.html' title='Happy Festival(s)'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-2025438583900899157</id><published>2007-11-07T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:15:05.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>At Chandigarh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had loads n loads of fun at Chandigarh! We left for Chandigarh on Sunday morning, at 7:40am via Kalka Shatabdi Express. The train was awesome. It was sitting car, and was as comfortable as if you are sitting in an areoplane. I swear, Thanks to Laloo Prasad, Indian Railways have improved tremendously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130111549303087378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRRgpW4RI/AAAAAAAAANM/LlSqjf_Vkus/s320/Chandigarh+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*the breakfast we got in the train*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We reached exact on time, that is at 11. We were staying in Shagun Hotel, which was 2-3mins drive from the hotel where marriage was be to held. So there used to be trouble finding a car at once as to go from one hotel to the other!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130111562187989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRSQpW4SI/AAAAAAAAANU/THytMNGQ6JA/s320/Chandigarh+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*me and bua (mah aunt, with whom I stayed in Chennai)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The same evening was Mehndi and sangeet. We danced a lot...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130111566482956594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRSgpW4TI/AAAAAAAAANc/cGffLVpA5bo/s320/Chandigarh+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*everybody was enjoying Dancing! :p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that evening itself, there was this guy, in the staff of the hotel, who was intentionaly trying to touch me! He touched me twice, first!!! Bl;oody moron... DOG... Son of a B***h. I swear, such a big dog he is. AT once I didnt say anything, but complained about it too my bro n sisi, saying that dont say anything to him right now, if he does it again then, I'll teel ya, and take any reaction you like aginst that doggg!!!. Then later on I kept on ignoring on such basis that, if I tell it to my parents or someone adult it might create an issuse and ruin everything.... and then,only a day more then we'll be departing back home! and Case Closed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next day was the marriage! Menn that was funn! I had got myself a new patiyala suit stiched , and had bought new pair of ear hangings! I was pretty excited to wear that! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130111570777923906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRSwpW4UI/AAAAAAAAANk/-PG1ZOqwYhA/s320/Chandigarh+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*me in my Patiyala!!! I loveeee it!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage was like, too tiring for me. I went back and slept around 1:30, though my sisi slept around 6 in the morning, after everything was done.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130111570777923922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRSwpW4VI/AAAAAAAAANs/a9e5_XIFNHQ/s320/Chandigarh+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; *the Bride and the Groom, while all the procedures of the marriage was goin on!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next day we said bye to everyone, and then went to my Aunt's friend places' where my Aunt was already there. We had lunch together and then went again to anotherAunts' place to give away the car we had borrowed from them. And then we catched the same evening train at 6:20 and reached at 10:15 at the New Delhi Railway Station. And finally after taking taxi, we were home at quater to 11. And that was all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, Diwali is day after tomorrow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to school today, and again from tomorrow as I had mentioned before, have 4 dayz off. And I'll be finally back to normal, to school. Exams are going to start then, by 19 I suppose!... I have gotta study hard this time! So I think I'll be taking an off from Sir Laptop! *hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-2025438583900899157?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2025438583900899157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=2025438583900899157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2025438583900899157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2025438583900899157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/at-chandigarhpart-i.html' title='At Chandigarh...'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RzHRRgpW4RI/AAAAAAAAANM/LlSqjf_Vkus/s72-c/Chandigarh+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-2958135534007378727</id><published>2007-11-02T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:46:13.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Had Fun At Chennai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyypPApW4QI/AAAAAAAAANE/oF8X7KGnpj4/s1600-h/me+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128660151004750082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyypPApW4QI/AAAAAAAAANE/oF8X7KGnpj4/s320/me+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the first time I travelled all by myself, and that too for my birthday. This was the best ever gift by my parents! Well, I went to Chennai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656968433983666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyymVwpW4LI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6SgDKbjQkYU/s320/me+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*my birthday cake, it has 15 candles...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the first day Chennai, 25, Uncle took to Marina beach at NIGHT and we had a walk there of about a mile... then when we came home, I went to my room, saw everything which I had spilled is in place, and went to the bathroom to wash hands for dinner, switched off the lights of the room and exited the room when Uncle asked me to turn around and see, but I knew there was nothing... yet he insisted... So switched on the light and saw... O mY gOd!!! My whole room was decorated with balloons and small-small things... No body has ever gave me such a surprise... But the fact was, how come I didnt see at once... How come I be so absent minded that when I came in I completely missed out... *hehe*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656968433983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyymVwpW4MI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lP369hml94g/s320/me+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*my room, with balloons all around*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chennai is a real beautiful and TOO Green place. Cant say it a completely metropolitan city, but yes its a growing and a developing city!&lt;br /&gt;There are two malls in the city. I only visited one of them, The CityCentre Mall of Chennai. The Inox cinema is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;The best about Chennai is that, It has the longest about 12 km Beach of India, the Marina Beach. I had loads fun there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656972728950994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyymWApW4NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tNqOuoS6UdI/s320/me+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*me at the Marina beach, in water*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though the everyday rains can be a bit irritating, specially last Sunday on 28, it rained for 24 hrs because there was cyclone passing over Chennai! And in rain itself we travlled onto toll road of ECR; Eastern Coast Road. It is such a beautiful drive on this road. You are driving parallel to the Bay Of Bengal, and at one point of time you also have a river onto the other side running parallel! One feels like to fly and run into the water, though its very much salty, ewww. I also experienced water in my mouth! *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;We had a plan to go to Pondicherry, but we went near the place to Mahabalipuram. Its located next to ECR. Funn Menn! In rain itself I went to the beach at Mahabalipuram! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656972728951010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyymWApW4OI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jybR86FfFxQ/s320/me+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*at a beach in Mahabalipuram*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Churches and Temples in Chennai are sooo beautiful and so well bulid... Specially the oldest and biggest Church of St.Thomas is so nice! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128656981318885618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyymWgpW4PI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HRclErZbYFA/s320/me+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*church of St.Thomas, isnt it beautiful?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip, however, lacked a lil bit of Adventure, but it is owkay. The lack of adventure was a lil bit made up by what had happened at the Chennai Airport.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was waiting for the boarding to start for Air Deccan flight to Delhi... ALready the flight had been delayed by 15 mins. Suddenly I discover this real awesome CUTE guy... I swear, I must have not seen such cute guy before... And I also Found that hez too going through air deccan. I was raising my vision to see him, after every 30 secs and luckily he too was SORT OF has his gaze on me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fine... Now boarding started... and I stood up in a long que... And sunndenly I realize that the cute guy is standing behind me... O mennn, That was real 20 mins of total nervousness and. I had all sorts of thoughts running through my mind. I was wishing that he has his seat next to me... I was asking myself wheather I should say something or not... And then a man came and asked me "may I cut in?", he wanted me to slide a lil back n give him way to pass by. I took a tiny step backwards, and for a moment I was about to trip over him as I had a lil clash with his right shoe *Yo*. And that were the most heart beating 20 mins of the whole trip. And when My turn to board came, the deccan people asked for my boarding pass, I showed them... I was taunted by ''Ma'am this is boarding for KOLKATA not DELHI..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Shoot Mennnnn..." I shouted there!!! How could they do this to me. The whole excitement and one last adventure of the trip was a damn ewwwwwww BUMMER!!!!!!!! I swear, I was so much regreting in the plane about what had happened! I was wondering, why didnt I made a move to talk to him, or say something... Sick menn! *SICK* I was actually about to shed a tear, by remembering the whole scene again n agian!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that was all... WHen My flight landed in Delhi, I was all so excited to be back home. With my parents and stuff!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best was that after coming back, I had to attend only 2 dayz of school and then 2 dayz weekend and on Sunday itself we are leaving for Chandigarh for a marriage and then I have to go to school on Wednesday and then again from Thursday to Sunday is a Diwali break... How cool is that?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, whatever happened, was just a moral to me, that next time if you have such an opportunity *&lt;em&gt;SPEAK UP&lt;/em&gt;*...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;An Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2975820657431552849-2958135534007378727?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/2958135534007378727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=2958135534007378727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2958135534007378727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/2958135534007378727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-fun-at-chennai.html' title='Had Fun At Chennai!'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNlO9uzJ1-U/RyypPApW4QI/AAAAAAAAANE/oF8X7KGnpj4/s72-c/me+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975820657431552849.post-4273131394705897051</id><published>2007-11-01T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T04:09:57.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hell'/><title type='text'>Learned About *Me*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kriti/images/me.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kriti/images/me.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we start anything, its very much important that we need to give a good introduction, as what we are going to know about further... Before we start school, we are given instructions, before our school starts we have an assembly, and like just week back I came from my first Independent Journey (that is I was all by myself) I was given few instructions and stuff.... SO here I am, Just publishing, what I did discover in my Journey, all about *ME*...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&gt; Am a BIG TIMEeee CONFUSED MINDED LADY! If we were real good buddz you'll know that am just an unique MAD person around! The word that best suits me --zEaLoUsMe-- (am damn sure, people who know me, have got BUGGED up by me with this Passionate word, *hehe*, well cant help it!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am a true BLOOD BORN SCORPION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be frank, I just love everything I've and am very glad about the fact of HOW and What I'm. I love to make my buddz feel very special to me and I always be there to make them laugh at even the slightest and the acutest thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get very Excited at even very single small thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year I turned 14, I was complaining, though, that I did like to be 4 rather being 14, but *yeah* I love to be 14. From my point of view - I've just passes one year of being a teen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm though very much SENSITIVE and bit short tempered! I most of the time want things to go MY WAY! and then, If I want something badly and then I dont get it, I'll be the sadest perso on earth and then would want people on my head setting my mood!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apart... I think TOOOO MUCH!!! WAY BEYOND anyonez imagination! I call my thinking as *Wild* imagination! *hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I also sometimes talk way beyond my age! *YOoo!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But AT times, things become so complicated for me that, the situation confuses me, for the way I should react to it! And even, I PANIC... And finally I have no idea about what is happening!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything, as I said, Is very special to me, from my Pillow *CHEER* to my journals, from my family to my buddz, from my shoes to my hairclip... Everything matterz to mee!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would real like to appreciate and thank everyone who know me... I love ya all!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;Abecedarian&lt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975820657431552849-4273131394705897051?l=an-abecedarian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/feeds/4273131394705897051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975820657431552849&amp;postID=4273131394705897051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/4273131394705897051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975820657431552849/posts/default/4273131394705897051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://an-abecedarian.blogspot.com/2007/11/learned-about-me.html' title='Learned About *Me*'/><author><name>zEaLoUsMe™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
