<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541</id><updated>2009-10-17T20:22:26.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Cool</title><subtitle type='html'>See me,        Feel me,       Touch me,        Heal me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-2333696086670007175</id><published>2008-03-21T22:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:59:56.942+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthdayyy</title><summary type='text'>Someone once said "another birthday,it's not tragic. Hoping it would turn out to be MAGIC".I say "another birthday,party everyone. You are just glorious as ever now let's rock on".Hoping your day has been a funny, crazy, evil, sweet, eventful, cuddly, adventurous, amazing, cool, yummy, secret, and passionate.I'll make sure your year is as great as you are my greatest Iyado. Happy Birthday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/2333696086670007175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=2333696086670007175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/2333696086670007175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/2333696086670007175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthdayyy.html' title='A Birthdayyy'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-8657705446787555503</id><published>2007-12-03T18:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:27:11.595+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots Of Words ... Only About You</title><summary type='text'>You are ...You are lots of words .. I will just try to remember some of them in here ... n I'm sure you know what I wanna say and all the rest :)Awesome , the bestest ever , careless , sweet , great , sarcastic , gentle , sleepy , stylish , so clever , handsome , sensual , crazy , sneaky , amazing , elegant , hard-headed , smooth , naughty , sharp , supportive , charming , loyal , energetic , </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/8657705446787555503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=8657705446787555503' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8657705446787555503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8657705446787555503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/12/lots-of-words-only-about-you.html' title='Lots Of Words ... Only About You'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-5610893163737061304</id><published>2007-11-21T12:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:27:39.077+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever The Same</title><summary type='text'>Call it boredom... Call if blackness... Call it a tire of life...Or it simply might be just a bad day...One hug away and just breathe it all into me .. let me carry it with you and we will work that together... Just like ever ... Ever the same – Rob ThomasWe were drawn from the weedsWe were brave like soldiersFalling down under the pale moonlightYou were holding to meLike a someone brokenAnd I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/5610893163737061304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=5610893163737061304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/5610893163737061304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/5610893163737061304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/11/ever-same.html' title='Ever The Same'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-8524544402383403310</id><published>2007-10-26T13:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:05:40.022+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Winkie And Me</title><summary type='text'>This is a little passage from the book that I am reading right now . It's called Winkie .. I won't say much more about it, but I just felt like Winkie was me .... or maybe wished that I could have been Winkie ....But as if this were the magic though – as if acceptance, through some paradox, also broke the spell- just then Cliff turned to him and sat up on the bed."Hi, Winkie," he said. His gray </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/8524544402383403310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=8524544402383403310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8524544402383403310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8524544402383403310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/10/winkie-and-me.html' title='Winkie And Me'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7993654493091426134</id><published>2007-10-03T14:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:37:16.776+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bunch Of Feelings...</title><summary type='text'>Feeling the right moment to say something I have held for quite some time...Feeling the dreading inside of me with my lips moving to say it...  Feeling the embarrassment over a very foolish thing I did...Feeling the stray butterfly in my stomach flutter because of a smile from ‘someone’...Feeling the tear sting so bad in the back of my throat because I have fought long and hard against it burning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7993654493091426134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7993654493091426134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7993654493091426134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7993654493091426134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/10/bunch-of-feelins.html' title='A Bunch Of Feelings...'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7190522362250273284</id><published>2007-08-25T15:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:28:31.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very First Time</title><summary type='text'>Do you remember the first time you did something? Whether it was so sweet or disastrous, that first time almost never leaves the memory...The first toy you broke... The first spank you got from your Dad for breaking it...The first shoe you ever picked over your Mom’s choice...The first fight with your sibling over the larger piece of chocolate...The first day at kindergarten...The first glance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7190522362250273284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7190522362250273284' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7190522362250273284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7190522362250273284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/08/very-first-time.html' title='The Very First Time'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7295978259432178698</id><published>2007-08-14T19:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:17:56.778+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT ?</title><summary type='text'>Should I or shouldn't I ??I guess I asked this very question lots of times before .. and almost always had an answer too late ... but not anymore .....Should I or shouldn't I break down and show the whole world that I am feeling weak at this very moment ?Should I or shouldn't I go on with this losing battle with a college I hate ?Should I or shouldn't I do something I so wanna do but am scared to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7295978259432178698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7295978259432178698' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7295978259432178698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7295978259432178698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/08/what.html' title='WHAT ?'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-3250086901756086642</id><published>2007-07-21T12:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:24:47.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally .... Harry Potter !!!!</title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen ... I just went through a night full of kids for the final book in the Harry Potter series !!!!!!!!!!And thanks to Iyado and Noura .. I HAVE THE BOOK :DThey endured the kids , the noise , the silly people and the nasty taxi driver to be with me .. and I sooooooo THANK YOU !!!!!!.. Now ... Exam is tomorrow versus 744 pages to be read ...What do you think my choice would be ?:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/3250086901756086642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=3250086901756086642' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/3250086901756086642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/3250086901756086642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-harry-potter.html' title='Finally .... Harry Potter !!!!'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7401032142405584982</id><published>2007-07-07T20:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:58:51.335+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Here ..</title><summary type='text'>When people hear words like love, fate , feelings , heart .. I wonder what comes into their minds… What would they think when they read a love story, listen to a cheesy love song, hear someone talking about how much he or she is in love, or watch the tears of someone who got their heart broken ..Many would turn their heads aside and curl their lip in a bored sort of way .. other would just give a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7401032142405584982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7401032142405584982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7401032142405584982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7401032142405584982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/07/right-here.html' title='Right Here ..'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-160686829121497370</id><published>2007-06-28T23:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:27:40.728+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising Music .. Rising Passion</title><summary type='text'>And there he is .. smiling and just looking as marvellous as ever ..And here I am .. smiling and just looking as eager as ever ..The surroundings grow a bit blur .. and the only one that is not is just walking beside me .. all is a blend of color and noise except the fresh blue dot in the sky..One green color mixes along with a small whiff of old .. many faces turned with their eyes staring into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/160686829121497370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=160686829121497370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/160686829121497370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/160686829121497370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/06/rising-music-rising-passion.html' title='Rising Music .. Rising Passion'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-1499339435019754737</id><published>2007-05-10T12:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:35:02.639+03:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things For A Guaranteed Smile</title><summary type='text'>The nutty picture is up now .. That's the first part :D Second Part .. Here is my list .. it should have been longer but I cut down some lots and lots and lots of personal stuff .. I bet you understand .. ask no questions , get no lies .... :PSo .. here is the top 10 of my Smiling Syndrome ... 1 – Being in my most safest place I could ever be .. makes me beyond happy.2 – Talking and talking and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/1499339435019754737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=1499339435019754737' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/1499339435019754737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/1499339435019754737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-things-for-guaranteed-smile.html' title='10 Things For A Guaranteed Smile'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZkO9KNbaPQM/RkBryYbToxI/AAAAAAAAADE/gHKU3UxeGfw/s72-c/tag.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7099980370616662037</id><published>2007-04-26T09:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:49:49.602+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes .. My Birthday Was Happy!!!</title><summary type='text'>It was a happy birthday . from the very first moment till the very last ..Started off with the sweetest brithday wish and ended up .. sleeping :D (unless you count dreams :P)It was even literary sweet .. a boxfull sweet :)And the one person that made it this special .. The Grayfox .....Iyado ... you made my birthday magic ...My bestest Iyad .... Thank you for being so great ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7099980370616662037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7099980370616662037' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7099980370616662037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7099980370616662037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes-my-birthday-was-happy.html' title='Yes .. My Birthday Was Happy!!!'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-2898919431672375977</id><published>2007-04-21T11:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:51:53.870+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Swallowed In A Sea</title><summary type='text'>sometimes we get all caught up at something that we almost feel we are drowning in it .. just like a big wave catching an off-grard swimmer in a once-calmed sea ..There are times when this sea is too big to be in alone .. and then we reach out for a helping hand .. just to hold on to it and then .. the sea is not too bad after that .. just a dumb pit full of water ........Swallowed in the sea - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/2898919431672375977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=2898919431672375977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/2898919431672375977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/2898919431672375977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/04/swallowed-in-sea.html' title='Swallowed In A Sea'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-785595738911244102</id><published>2007-04-12T12:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T13:20:25.959+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leader me ..</title><summary type='text'>That test is crazy for giving me the result I got.. so I had to do it again :PI didn't twist my answers, I just chose the largest number of questoins.. I was determined to accept whatever it gave me and just post it .... so ...... surprise surprise...... What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.comWhatcha think ?? tricky one ........I actually had to stare and think for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/785595738911244102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=785595738911244102' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/785595738911244102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/785595738911244102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/04/leader-me.html' title='The Leader me ..'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-7739071397540910514</id><published>2007-03-22T01:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:17:47.144+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the bestest ever .. Iyado</title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to you ...Happy birthday to you ...Happy birthday my dearest Iyado ...Happy birthday to you ...In the very last minute of your birthday , I wish you a new year full of joy , friends , walks , love , food , work , drives , cheese , hats , photos , calls , new shoes , chocolate , laughter , arguments , South Park , lollypops , new Tshirts , cafeine shots , gum , snow , great little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/7739071397540910514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=7739071397540910514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7739071397540910514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/7739071397540910514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-to-bestest-ever-iyado.html' title='Happy Birthday to the bestest ever .. Iyado'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-3288829558112191323</id><published>2007-02-27T17:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:06:42.704+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Small Things</title><summary type='text'>I love small details .. they reflect the love and care .. and are never forgottenThe memory of a favorite song .. the favorite color .. the carzy little sound that makes you smile .. that exact faint smile .. the sweet smell .. the little words on the edge of a book .. the sparkle of an eye .. the wave of a hand .. the T-shirt .. .. the bad sandwitch .. the gum wrapper .. the picture with tongues</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/3288829558112191323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=3288829558112191323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/3288829558112191323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/3288829558112191323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/02/million-small-things.html' title='A Million Small Things'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-4982690007715591567</id><published>2007-02-14T01:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:18:55.663+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My fivish Tag</title><summary type='text'>Sick and feverish as I am .. Tagged and will tag .. yup I will try to speak about myself now.. or some of myself anyway …1 – My little heart :My foolish heart , my ill heart .. my everlasting beating box with a single wish .. or maybe more.. it was called so many names all through the ages .. heart of gold , heart of stone , heart of ice .. a heart that can’t feel .. but well.. it is mine .. or I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/4982690007715591567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=4982690007715591567' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/4982690007715591567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/4982690007715591567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-fivish-tag.html' title='My fivish Tag'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-8229443308755480656</id><published>2007-01-20T10:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:18:41.042+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fix me .. Fix you</title><summary type='text'>Fix you - ColdPlayWhen you try your best, but you don't succeedWhen you get what you want but not what you needWhen you feel so tired but you can't sleepStuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you can't replaceWhen you love someone but it goes to wasteCould it be worse?Lights will guide you home,And ignite your bones,And I will try to fix you,High up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/8229443308755480656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=8229443308755480656' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8229443308755480656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/8229443308755480656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2007/01/fix-me-fix-you.html' title='Fix me .. Fix you'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114611990286000496</id><published>2006-04-27T09:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:08:49.793+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Angel And A Little Star…</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time there was this little Star shining anew in the heart of the sky, looking around by her own light, wandering aimlessly and humming a merry tune. The tune changed one day with a small sweet note drifting dreamily around the little Star, looking to find the heavenly note, she finds the sweetest Angel fluttering by, his angelic voice coming out his angelic lips. Here he is, his wings</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114611990286000496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114611990286000496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114611990286000496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114611990286000496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet-angel-and-little-star.html' title='A Sweet Angel And A Little Star…'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114603600073583823</id><published>2006-04-26T10:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:20:00.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Again ... Thank You...</title><summary type='text'>The day started lousy and ended with the most successful surprise birthday party I’ve ever seen ..  Guys .. without you my life is colorless… Iyad ... My bestest friend .. you are the greatest ever and nothing compares to you , you always put the smile on my face. I'm so lucky you are by my side..Thank youNoura ... My sister .. life is nothing without you..Thank youAsma and Firas … I’m so glad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114603600073583823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114603600073583823' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114603600073583823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114603600073583823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/again-thank-you.html' title='Again ... Thank You...'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114587461909885223</id><published>2006-04-24T12:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:09:32.963+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense</title><summary type='text'>Here is something I found while rummaging through my old papers.. this little piece of paper is somehow like eight ears old and I wrote it in a moment when Mars was forming a 42 degrees angle with the line going through the north pole and making an alignment with the line vertically cutting Venus in a point 7 Kilometers northwest the south pole....I made sure of it when the diamond glowed green </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114587461909885223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114587461909885223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114587461909885223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114587461909885223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/nonsense.html' title='Nonsense'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114544120727119206</id><published>2006-04-19T13:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:09:52.416+03:00</updated><title type='text'>White Flag</title><summary type='text'>No white flags... till the last breath...It was a sign....White Flag - DidoI know you think that I shouldn't still love you, Or tell you that.But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder or return to where we were I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114544120727119206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114544120727119206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114544120727119206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114544120727119206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/white-flag.html' title='White Flag'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114483723734171430</id><published>2006-04-12T13:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:20:37.356+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember The Time</title><summary type='text'>The glory of this song is still there every time it's on , and the memories linked to it , sitting in the first Accounting lecture in the institute next to this gorgeous charming guy that I had an eye for and turned out to be my greatest bestest friend ever.. writting songs and doodling shapeless lines into a freak tree . this day will last foreverRemember The Time - Michael JacksonDo you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114483723734171430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114483723734171430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114483723734171430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114483723734171430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/remember-time.html' title='Remember The Time'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114467270782972700</id><published>2006-04-10T15:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T15:41:51.263+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ?</title><summary type='text'>I'm putting a part of a song this time...Chop Suey! - System Of A DownInto your hands, I commend my spirit Into your hands Why have you forsaken me In your eyes forsaken me In your thoughts forsaken me In your heart forsaken, me Why ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114467270782972700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114467270782972700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114467270782972700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114467270782972700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/why.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872541.post-114448843726765971</id><published>2006-04-08T12:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T12:27:18.786+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a wonderful dream , I was laughing and looking around in the heaven I was in , flying with joy with the one I shared it with , but when I woke up , I saw the tracks of my tears on my face..I was crying. how come I was as happy as I wish but crying my tears on my pillow in the same time ?  I was only dreaming.....Dreaming - Brian AdamsShe left her shoes out on the beachShe left my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/feeds/114448843726765971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872541&amp;postID=114448843726765971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114448843726765971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872541/posts/default/114448843726765971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecutenk2.blogspot.com/2006/04/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming'/><author><name>Cute NK2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16354396526250590183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08844151260773156066'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>