<?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-16686852</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:41:44.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.: beyond the walls :.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15198529490756935792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d60/marooo_uae/Untitled-3copy-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16686852.post-115265854047373673</id><published>2006-07-11T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T15:57:37.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Think About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/235/1591/1600/1120782510_light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/235/1591/320/1120782510_light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:130%;"&gt;Living on Earth is expensive, but it does include a free&lt;br /&gt;trip around the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthdays are good for you; the more you have, the longer you live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long a minute is depends on what side of the bathroom door you're on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice that the people who are late are often much jollier than the&lt;br /&gt;people who have to wait for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ignorance is bliss, why aren't more people happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us go to our grave with our music still inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one&lt;br /&gt;person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp, some are pretty, some are&lt;br /&gt;dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors.... but they all&lt;br /&gt;have to learn to live in the same box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour. Happiness&lt;br /&gt;comes through doors you didn't even know you left open.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16686852-115265854047373673?l=marooon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/feeds/115265854047373673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16686852&amp;postID=115265854047373673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/115265854047373673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/115265854047373673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-to-think-about.html' title='Things to Think About'/><author><name>maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15198529490756935792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d60/marooo_uae/Untitled-3copy-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16686852.post-113172528444214697</id><published>2005-11-11T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:08:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certine thoughts..certine memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I had certine thoughts of certine people or things...remmebred this that were good and bad...I decided to write these litters to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That old destiny:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank u for all the troubles who put me n to, It’s like you taking revenge of me…That was my desision ...u can forece some one in feeling..And now it is too late to … I am so over that …I am strong and I’ll never faint…My friend u are so wrong about what u still think of me… I am more mature in my mind…so just go away and get a life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My childhood dream:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye every thing beautiful I thought of… goodbye to the naive feelings we had…. I just remember the Sony and the time we spent together… some times we don’t know what future will bring to us… Wish u a happy life dear…and goodbye my tears…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Who made an impact on my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank you all, I don’t care weather it was good impact or bad… You made a change in my life….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who just pass in peace:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not my problem … Maybe some other time…in another circumstance … We get to know …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parent:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donno how to say this…. I sorry for every thing wrong I did …for the upsets I caused to you…for being under your expectations some times … Mom… I love so much …I know I am your older daughter… but I feel you r so far …. We don’t talk any more like we used to do…mom…I don’t need any body in the world like I need u…mom before it’s too late… Father…Your are the greatest person in the world…Love u so much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of you is special for me…the world is a greater place with u….Love u ….there’s special litters for each one of u by name… ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My pains:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fact happing to my life… No ending…No coast…living the eternity… you made my skin rougher… u made me stronger… “thanks for making me fighter” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the girl in the mirror:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Who are u??...some times I cannot understand what’s going on in that head…I know it is insane… So...to the girl in the mirror…I'm not sure if I truly know you yet, I'm not actually sure anyone does, or ever really will, there is always part of you hidden. You confuse yourself so much sometimes, and everything inside your head seems to contradict what is in your heart. And I know you are very much ruled by your heart. Maybe one day I will get to know you more, and you may even let others get to know the real you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16686852-113172528444214697?l=marooon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/feeds/113172528444214697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16686852&amp;postID=113172528444214697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/113172528444214697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/113172528444214697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/2005/11/certine-thoughtscertine-memories.html' title='Certine thoughts..certine memories'/><author><name>maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15198529490756935792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d60/marooo_uae/Untitled-3copy-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16686852.post-112708783348268069</id><published>2005-09-18T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:57:13.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;One of my friends sent me this Survey thing and asked me to do it…lol…I decided to post it here in my blog :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-About Yourself-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Name: what’s a name!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heritage: Emirate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Religion: Muslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Birthday and hometown: 25th December, 83. LA, USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gender: Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; -------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Favorites-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Color: Pink Pink Pink (I just can’t help it...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Day of the week: Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Things to do: Reading, shopping, hanging out with friends and writing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things you own: Make it up to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Place: Bahamas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ice cream flavor: Chocolate or vanilla Praline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Season: Autumn. Sooooo Romantic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sport: lol. That's hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School subject: DB …lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hangout place: It was the beach. Now, I don't know, or not so sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-Likes And Interests-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Photography: Yessssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reading: I love to read. But now don’t have enough time to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Making friends: I love meeting people. I suck at it, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surveys?: Lol. Okish. Good for boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School: It's Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Your life: could be worse though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anything else: I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-Your Decision-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eyeliner or lip gloss: gloss.. Don't ask me why lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hugs or kisses: hmmm can I see both… well it depends…. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fear or regret: I can't choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Naps or tv: Neither. And both. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School or...skipping school: School... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For or against Bush: I don't give a damn. I hate Bush and I hate Kerry too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Drama or pain: Drama. Pain is worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;French or Spanish: Frence, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beach or pools: Omg, I love the beach so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cookies or brownies: BROWNIES!!!! addicted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-Would You-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Run away: YES with the one I love..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Die for your best friend: Yes. In a heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Die for a stranger: Depending on circumstances. I would die for an innocent ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kiss a stranger: Everyone is a stranger at first :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;french kiss on a first date: O.O excuse me&lt;br /&gt;Adopt a child: Defiantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lie about your age: I don’t have too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Get married at 18: Nooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hurt a friend or die first: I've hurt people before...but it isn't like I chose to do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Steal: Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheat: Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;-What You Really Want- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Someone to love: and love me back for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Children: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How many: Any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have their names already: Lol. I have ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Attention: Everyone wants it sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Your own home: someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Job: I want one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Excitement: Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anything else: JOY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thats all ...Thanks my freind Brad I enjoyed it  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;--Maroon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16686852-112708783348268069?l=marooon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/feeds/112708783348268069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16686852&amp;postID=112708783348268069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/112708783348268069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16686852/posts/default/112708783348268069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marooon.blogspot.com/2005/09/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>maroon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15198529490756935792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d60/marooo_uae/Untitled-3copy-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
