<?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-7859318117368728339</id><updated>2012-01-06T03:05:48.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://youtube.com/v/fTW_xkoO2LU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was 3 -4 kilometer away from my home in doha&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/7859318117368728339-1119260307926980837?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/1119260307926980837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=1119260307926980837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/1119260307926980837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/1119260307926980837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuel-truck-accident-in-qatar-on.html' title='Fuel truck accident in Qatar on February 22, 2009'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-5632002259354432524</id><published>2009-02-27T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:12:00.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive Carefully !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/SafYZfUw_MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ix05xuMlxaA/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/SafYZfUw_MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ix05xuMlxaA/s72-c/DSC03378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-5483819573613515933</id><published>2009-02-09T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:55:21.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT Project Manager Assistant - Qatar Doha Job Adv.</title><content type='html'>Integrated Information Systems, ME- Qatar Doha&lt;br /&gt;Seeking for IT Project Manager Assistant (Female) - 3 years Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To assist and to co-ordinate with project Team in the IT projects (Applications and Infrastructure).&lt;br /&gt;- Follow day to day project team tasks and deliverables.&lt;br /&gt;- Communicate with customers.&lt;br /&gt;- Project plans follow up.&lt;br /&gt;- Tracks and reports team hours and expenses on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills required :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS office, MS Project, Internet re-search, Business writing, Fluent in English Arabic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly send your updated CV with a recent photo to hr@iis-me.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-5483819573613515933?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/5483819573613515933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=5483819573613515933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;الشروط :&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* أن يكون حاصلاً على مؤهل علمى مناسب.&lt;br /&gt;* إجادة اللغه الانجليزية إجادة تامة.&lt;br /&gt;* خبرة فى مجال الترجمة من 2 - 3 سنوات.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فمن لدية الرغبة فى الالتحاق بهذه الوظيفة عليه مراجعه إدارة الموارد البشرية وزارة الداخلية . مبنى الملحق الادارى - الخليج الغربي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ولمزيد من الاستفسار يرجى الاتصال بهاتف رقم 4849410 - 4849587&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;هذا الاعلان بتاريخ 10/02/2009&lt;br /&gt;من موقع وزاره الداخليه - قطر&lt;br /&gt;http://www.moi.gov.qa/site/Arabic/index.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-4357201076095455519?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/4357201076095455519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=4357201076095455519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/4357201076095455519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/4357201076095455519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2009/02/job-vacancy.html' title='Job Vacancy'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-6552691645120090487</id><published>2008-11-24T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T06:35:20.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>باشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/SSq7FZCQ3EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Zz3KqOGMYPo/s1600-h/3242695-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/SSq7FZCQ3EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Zz3KqOGMYPo/s320/3242695-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272232015084706882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;واحد عزيز عليَ سافر ... ومن ساعة ما سافر ... ماشفتهوش&lt;br /&gt;لأ ... باشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش&lt;br /&gt;لأ ... ده أنا ماسبتهوش ... ماتستغربوش&lt;br /&gt;كل أخباره عندي ... وأفكاره ومشاعره مني&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وباشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أصله اتغير خالص ... بس أصله ماغيرهوش&lt;br /&gt;كلامه وضحكه قل ... زي ما تقول كده ... مل&lt;br /&gt;مل من 100 جنس ولون ... أمم من غير روح&lt;br /&gt;مل من صوته ... من شكله ... من أدواته  اللي مابتفارقهوش&lt;br /&gt;مل من شعوب ... الفكر فيها جوهرة نادرة&lt;br /&gt;ومع غناهم ... على تمنها ما يقدروش  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أصله مشغول أوي ... بيع وشرا ومخازن وإدارة&lt;br /&gt;علاقات ومشاريع وبيزنس ... شطارة&lt;br /&gt;عارفين؟! ... كلها حاجات ماتهمهوش ... ما تسألوش&lt;br /&gt;حلمه بس يعيش مبسوط ... حياة بسيطة ماتتعبوش&lt;br /&gt;ويا انسانة بقلبها مربوط ... ضحكتها تملا حياته &lt;br /&gt;صوتها يطمن قلبه ... روحها تونس روحه&lt;br /&gt;يعيشوا سوا ... وأبداً ماتحوشوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; مش هو ده ... اللي كانت ضحكته على طول وياه&lt;br /&gt;مش هو ده ... اللي كان مبدأه ... أصحابي عني مايبعدوش&lt;br /&gt;يمكن تقولوا طفل ... وماله ... دي حاجة ماتضايقهوش&lt;br /&gt;ماهو حلمه كان ... يفضل طفل والدنيا ماتكبروش&lt;br /&gt;يمكن يكون كبر ... لكن الطفل اللي جواه ماموتوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باشوفه كل يوم ... لكن مابعرفوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حلمي أشوفه تاني ... يرجع زي ما كان&lt;br /&gt;صوته وضحكته وحكاياته اللي مابيخلصوش&lt;br /&gt;ويا بيته وأهله وحبيبته ... اللي عنه مايستغنوش&lt;br /&gt;محدش يشوفه ... ويعرفه ... ومايحبهوش&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وأشوفه كل يوم وعينَي فيه مايغلطوش&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-6552691645120090487?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/6552691645120090487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=6552691645120090487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/6552691645120090487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bzXwBcIqRSw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bzXwBcIqRSw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exactly On Time, Thanks a lot my dear Fiby&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/7859318117368728339-405525715972701673?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/405525715972701673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=405525715972701673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8714746593451118231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8714746593451118231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-7300635836521860988</id><published>2008-04-11T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:39:41.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days in Qatar</title><content type='html'>I have been here in qatar for 7 days ... I've already visited a lot of places &amp;amp; met a huge no. of people as i was participating in the "Project Qatar 2008 Exihibtion" 7-10 April with my company "www.erkat.de/en", this exhibition is for construction materials and equipment.&lt;br /&gt;I like my new job and i think it fits me so much, also i like the guys i'm working with so much but i still feel home sick ... i miss all the ppl back in Egypt, I can't stop thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the church, attended the service, then there was a day out with the guys from the church, i went was them to a compound (like a small villa with a pool and a small garden) we had lunch followed by some spirtual songs and a study in the bible, then i got tired and went back to the hotel  .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I'll leave the hotel and move to my permenant residance place, it's a good one, i hope i'll feel better there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-7300635836521860988?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/7300635836521860988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=7300635836521860988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7300635836521860988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7300635836521860988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2008/04/7-days-in-qatar.html' title='7 days in Qatar'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-2534068307799429</id><published>2008-04-04T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:16:13.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qatar !</title><content type='html'>hii guys.. this is my first post from the other life .. i mean my new one.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will post frequently from here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start telling you from the most painfull moment I ever felt since aunt samira's death.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached alexandria airport, everyone was there ... I began shaking hands and hugging, My dad was the first, I couldn't keep my tears anymore ... i started weeping infront of everyone, no matter who's seeing me, then ... I was missing everyone already&lt;br /&gt;whatever ... i went to the luggage scale, passport officer and to the waiting hall, I sat down and called all the ppl I love and do care for, also many ppl called me, ppl i would have never imagine they'd even say hi ever,&lt;br /&gt;time passed slowly untill the officer opened the gates to the plane, then i was quickly on board,&lt;br /&gt;3 and half hours passed quickly while i was watching an arabic movie, finally ... "the plane is landing in Doha airport, outside temprature is 22 C ... bla bla bla"&lt;br /&gt;once i put my foot inside the arrival hall, i realised how clean this country is, everything is such so clean and shiny .... the floor, the celing, the walls, even the ppl from my flight and their luggage, they seemed much cleaner and brighter, any way i finished all the procedures and got out of the arrival hall, I found Bishoy waiting for me and a Pakistanian man from the company called "Sajed"&lt;br /&gt;Bisho took me to my hotel to sleep as it was about 1:00 am, I took a shower and went to bed while bishoy went home to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-2534068307799429?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/2534068307799429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=2534068307799429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/2534068307799429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/2534068307799429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2008/04/qatar.html' title='Qatar !'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-5588572937780813154</id><published>2008-03-07T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:43:01.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teet Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R9D5d19XjfI/AAAAAAAAACk/UqVGpSAwP2g/s1600-h/logo_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R9D5d19XjfI/AAAAAAAAACk/UqVGpSAwP2g/s320/logo_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174910262944697842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teetradio.com/"&gt;www.TeetRadio.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;البتاع ده جامد اويييييييييييي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اسمع دي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://teetradio.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=121&amp;amp;Itemid=84"&gt;http://teetradio.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=121&amp;amp;Itemid=84&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;بلادي بلادي بلادي ** لكِ حبي و فؤادي&lt;br /&gt;مصر يا أم البلاد ** أنت غايتي والمراد&lt;br /&gt;و على كل العباد ** كم لنيلك من أياد&lt;br /&gt;بلادي بلادي بلادي ** لكِ حبي و فؤادي&lt;br /&gt;مصر أنت أغلى درة ** فوق جبين الدهر غرة&lt;br /&gt;يا بلادي عيشي حرّة ** واسلمي رغم الأعادي&lt;br /&gt;بلادي بلادي بلادي لكِ ** حبي و فؤادي&lt;br /&gt;مصر يا ارض النعيم ** سدتى بالمجد القديم&lt;br /&gt;مقصدى دفع الغريم ** وعلى الله اعتمادى&lt;br /&gt;بلادي بلادي بلادي ** لكِ حبي و فؤادي&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/7859318117368728339-5588572937780813154?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/5588572937780813154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=5588572937780813154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/5588572937780813154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/5588572937780813154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2008/03/www.html' title='Teet Radio'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R9D5d19XjfI/AAAAAAAAACk/UqVGpSAwP2g/s72-c/logo_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-8129868905753327941</id><published>2008-03-01T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T05:59:24.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>حكماء وبسطاء</title><content type='html'>أنا اعشق التميز ... أحب دائماً أن أكون مختلفاً .. بل وأسعى أن أكون أفضل ... فهل هذا غرور؟؟&lt;br /&gt;أحب الفكر والمفكرين، أعجب كثيراً بذوات الآراء الحكيمة التي تنم عن خبرة ومعرفة بشئون الحياة وخباياها، وأمقت ذوات الرءوس الفارغة ذات التسطح الكامل الغير مبالين بشئ ولا رأي ولا معرفة ... ويجيبون على أي سؤال بابتسامة بلهاء وكلمتهم المفضلة "عادي"، فتشعر وكأنك "عايم في مية البطيخ" ... آسف ولكن هذا هو أنسب تعبير... فهل هذه هي البساطة؟؟؟&lt;br /&gt;لا أستطيع التواصل معهم، بل كثيراً ما أشعر بالخمول والرتابة لمجرد وجودي في هذا الجو الخالي من أي نوع من الفكر ... فهل يعتبر هذا تكبراً مني؟؟؟ كثيراً ما أجبر على هذا النوع من الجلسات بهدف الإبقاء على العلاقات الاجتماعية وتقوية روابط المحبة والمودة، فتجدني جالساً وعلى وجهي ابتسامة بلهاء غير قادر على مجاراة الحديث الدائر الذي غالباً .. بل دائماً ما يكون بهدف الدعابة أو الضحك .. نادراً جداً حينما يكون الحوار حول موضوع جدي أو لمناقشة رأي معين أو حتى لنقد بناء.&lt;br /&gt;أنا لست بالشخص الجدي العابس طوال الوقت ... بل بالعكس ... فأنا أحب المرح والفكاهة وكوميديا الموقف ... ولكني أمقت الكوميديا الهزلية التي ليس بها أي معنى أو مضمون... فهي لا تضحكني بل تشعرني بالغثيان ... فهل هذا يجعلني انساناً متغطرساً&lt;br /&gt;حقيقةً أنا حائر ...&lt;br /&gt;كونوا حكماء كالحيات وبسطاء كالحمام ... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;حكماء&lt;/span&gt; وبسطاء&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-8129868905753327941?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/8129868905753327941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=8129868905753327941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8129868905753327941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8129868905753327941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='حكماء وبسطاء'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-7577141796290141029</id><published>2007-11-30T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:07:34.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>windows live writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;testing windows live write &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it is nice with the image uploads n stuff&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/mina.dawoud/R1BDU388tMI/AAAAAAAAACE/8zOYiTpWp5o/Water%20lilies%5B6%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="256" alt="Water lilies" src="http://lh3.google.com/mina.dawoud/R1BDVn88tNI/AAAAAAAAACM/R1vUvDNPiFk/Water%20lilies_thumb%5B4%5D" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-7577141796290141029?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/7577141796290141029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=7577141796290141029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7577141796290141029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7577141796290141029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/11/windows-live-writer.html' title='windows live writer'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-3575376128761973054</id><published>2007-11-25T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:42:33.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Days</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted for a while, the normal result after getting a job and getting used to the new routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and the day before i hung out with my friends from st. mina computer center&lt;br /&gt;i really missed these guys so much .. i missed the days when we were still at college, when we used to gather in the center and play quake, unreal and red alert,when we used to eat together, and sometimes stay for the night there finishing work, when we were always hanging out everywhere, when i had that ebullience to work, innovate and achieve, we was a gr8 group, we were so close, very active, we loved each other a lot, we shared a lot of memories, nearly all memories, good old days .... wish to re-live them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet sure, I'm not gonna find the opportunity to be within such a gr8 loving group like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-3575376128761973054?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/3575376128761973054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=3575376128761973054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/3575376128761973054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/3575376128761973054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-dear-friends.html' title='Good Old Days'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-7720331575401780353</id><published>2007-07-11T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T05:18:06.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special moments</title><content type='html'>Life is full of events ... if your memory is such good you can remember most of your life's events ... but there are those moments that you can playback &amp; watch exactly as they really happened ... with every single detail ... each color ... the voice of each person ... the noise in the background ... as if you are watching a video ... or as if you are already there again ... even if many years passed ... even if your life is so busy and full of details ... even if you always forget where have you put your shoes last night ... you will always be able to playback this moment ... that's exactly what i call "special moments" ... that day when the final result of high school has been revealed .. my father embraced me as if his dream had come true ... the other day when they called and asked me to serve in the computer center ... today when i knew that i got "excellent" grade for the graduation project ... I've been having a lot of special moments lately ... may god help me not to lose any of them .. these moments are the critical points of my life ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-7720331575401780353?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/7720331575401780353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=7720331575401780353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7720331575401780353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7720331575401780353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/07/special-moments.html' title='Special moments'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-4815613317305964010</id><published>2007-06-04T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:26:57.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"for there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; and hid, that shall not be known"</title><content type='html'>hiii ... i didn't post for a while, i had exams ... but now I'm finished...&lt;br /&gt;today i was talking with 2 guys in their first year secondary about some scientific tricks and mysteries... here are some topics&lt;br /&gt;how can you see the past if Your velocity exceeded that of light .. as we all know you see any object when the reflected light from this object goes through your eye lens...&lt;br /&gt;so what if You was standing somewhere and moved so fast that you outran the light and looked back you will receive the light reflected from your own body .. you would see your self standing in the first place .. the light velocity is about 300000000 meter per second ... so if we could go fast enough and far enough from the earth we can see the ancient Egyptians for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RmSC7XzX4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y_Vamz8NhOk/s1600-h/BH35580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RmSC7XzX4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y_Vamz8NhOk/s320/BH35580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072323036839403666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another topic was the passive voices ... sound waves are transverse waves with a specific amount of energy that decays as long as the wave is moving ... the question is does this energy ever reaches zero or it just keeps dividing and dividing and dividing to very small values to infinity ... so if we could invent a device that can receive these waves and amplify them ... so we can hear our ancestors or may be the voice of Jesus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RmSDXXzX4KI/AAAAAAAAABg/Lj7nq8S2k78/s1600-h/wavesnew.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RmSDXXzX4KI/AAAAAAAAABg/Lj7nq8S2k78/s320/wavesnew.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072323517875740834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about many subjects like these but i only chose these 2 subjects to write about because they made me think about a phrase written in the bible ...  &lt;br /&gt;"for there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; and hid, that shall not be known" Matthew 10:26 ... is it possible that god would use these phenomena to judge us at the end of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-4815613317305964010?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/4815613317305964010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=4815613317305964010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/4815613317305964010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/4815613317305964010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/06/hiii.html' title='&quot;for there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; and hid, that shall not be known&quot;'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RmSC7XzX4JI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y_Vamz8NhOk/s72-c/BH35580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-7596820429194402977</id><published>2007-05-23T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:33:41.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RlPuP3zX4II/AAAAAAAAABQ/tuPbulwv060/s1600-h/n785030299_408526_207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RlPuP3zX4II/AAAAAAAAABQ/tuPbulwv060/s320/n785030299_408526_207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067655962166812802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is full of "last days" ... I'm at my last year at college so ... &lt;br /&gt;last Saturday was my last day at college ... a week before was my last day at the lectures room ... today is my last day at the "automatic control" course with Eng. EL gohary ... and there will be the last day in exams and the last day in project...&lt;br /&gt;it looks good but if u had a deeper look u wouldn't see it that way..&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss those days so much ... I'll miss my friends, the places, the buildings, even the cars... I'll miss the feeling 10 mints. before the exam and the feeling after finishing the last one in every term, i have a memory in every corner, somewhere is my favorite place, and another where we gathered to copy a sheet answer ... I'll miss the bakery &amp; 3am 7amdy the Pepsi man... I'll miss the drawing halls, the tee ruler and Aristo's triangle ... I'll miss studying with my friends in our empty flat for days before the exams ... I'll miss being a student ... i wish i could stay more in the college ... but who knows ... may be the upcoming days are better ... hope so ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-7596820429194402977?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/7596820429194402977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=7596820429194402977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7596820429194402977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/7596820429194402977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RlPuP3zX4II/AAAAAAAAABQ/tuPbulwv060/s72-c/n785030299_408526_207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-8536599880219422201</id><published>2007-05-17T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T05:50:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Precious Gift</title><content type='html'>from about a year I received a gift from someone i do really love ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxIeHzX4FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/M1n0cnkDFJw/s1600-h/new-red-satin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxIeHzX4FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/M1n0cnkDFJw/s320/new-red-satin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065503363212763218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept this gift in a very special place ... i took good care of it .... , &lt;br /&gt;7 or 8 months later i knew that someone is trying to steal it ... oh ... i forgot to tell ... it's really precious ... it's made up of diamond ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxLtXzX4GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h3u3zNHe8v0/s1600-h/Dragon_Crystal_Ball_Stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxLtXzX4GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h3u3zNHe8v0/s320/Dragon_Crystal_Ball_Stand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065506923740651618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do then ... I asked for help ... i was so sad because ... then, i could do nothing ... even my very special place couldn't protect my gift ... it could be stolen easily ... in front of my eyes ... standing there doing nothing ... but at the moment the thief came ... the gift was there ... it was glowing more &amp; more ... the light was so strong ... the thief couldn't open his eyes ... he was frightened ... he ran away and never came back and then i knew that my gift has the power to protect it self ... but what if it happened again??? ... with more powerful thieves???... can it protect it self again???? ... i was not sure ... so i decided to put a plan ... and i did ... i planned to prepare a fully secured place to keep it in ... a place that can defend it against any thief ... but ... there was problems ... i had the place for the gift ... it's really an excellent one ... but i didn't have enough money to prepare it to befitting my valuable gift ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxMoHzX4HI/AAAAAAAAABA/E1BmB1rk1tQ/s1600-h/DSCF2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxMoHzX4HI/AAAAAAAAABA/E1BmB1rk1tQ/s320/DSCF2778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065507933057966194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had to work more &amp; more to earn the money needed ... it wouldn't take long ... but thieves are stalking it... the gift is still in danger ... i hope it can protect it self until i prepare the proper place for it ... I'll do my best to protect it until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-8536599880219422201?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/8536599880219422201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=8536599880219422201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8536599880219422201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/8536599880219422201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-precious-gift.html' title='My Precious Gift'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkxIeHzX4FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/M1n0cnkDFJw/s72-c/new-red-satin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-982462616945611495</id><published>2007-05-13T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T14:11:19.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya madrasetna ya 7abebetna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;معقول يا ولاد بنقول باي باي؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و خلاص المدرسة فايتينها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شوفوا الأيام بتمر ازاي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مش لسه يادوبك داخلينها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يادوب عرفنا أسماء بعضينا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لحقت تعدي سنين علينا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و خلاص بنقول باي باي على طول&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا مدرستنا يا حبيبتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي .. باي باي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي يا أحلى أيام حياتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي يا أغلى ذكرياتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فُتناكِ بخير يا وش الخير&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا مدرستنا يا حبيبتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي .. باي باي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فُتناكِ بعافية يا شبابيك .. عقلنا كان يسرح برّاها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ودّينا من المجهول مزازيك .. تنادينا و ادينا طاوعناها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و انتَ يا دي الملعب .. و انتِ يا دي التوتة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;كانت حدوتة .. و توتة توتة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و خلاص بنقول باي باي على طول&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا مدرستنا يا حبيبتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي .. باي باي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;رايحين و جايين سوا صحبة تلات سنوات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;في المدرسة الطيبة ندرس ولاد و بنات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;عرفنا نحسب شعاع الشمس بالخطوة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لكن أوان الوداع .. ما عملنالوش حسابات&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;خلّصنا بدري .. و قالولنا يلا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حنروح الجامعة .. يا رب انشالله&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و خلاص بنقول باي باي على طول&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا مدرستنا يا حبيبتنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي .. باي باي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ياما غيرنا اتجمعوا قبلينا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و اتفرقوا تاني و نسيوا زمان&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بس احنا خصوصي لوحدينا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;لازم نفضل أهل و خلان&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;دي عِشرة حلوة .. حرام تضيع&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مرت يا عيني .. سريع سريع&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و خلاص بنقول باي باي على طول&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;يا مدرستنا يا حبيبتنا&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;باي باي .. باي باي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i saw this song in a movie called "3awdat el ebn el dal" that was in the summer between the high school and the college... it really affected me so much.. i almost cried then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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like i was wearing shorts or something.. i told him i wanna get my certificate...he was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what certificate?  &lt;/span&gt;then i was like thanaweya 3amma.. he closed one eye and said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;men 3and meen? &lt;/span&gt;i was like.. i don't know.. i only know it's in there.. then he let me pass..&lt;br /&gt;inside there were a lot of teachers sitting in the classes talking (u know that period before the exams.. no students)&lt;br /&gt;anyway after being lost for 10 mins. searching for miss hana2... some one told me here she is...&lt;br /&gt;she was a fat woman wearing an xxxl dark green blouse... she took me to the room where the certificates are kept... she asked me to sit down as she finishes the procedures... while i'm sitting another teacher came... miss hana2 ignored me and kept on blabbing with the other teacher for another 10 mins. then she called for a student from outside (he has just finished a football match) she asked him to wash three tea cups that were kept in the certificates' locker as the ants gathered around them... the guy agreed reviling his bad luck that made him pass in front of that room.  at last i got my certificate... have a look on it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkHagtzgsAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ci-yJgFaS2Q/s1600-h/09052007269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkHagtzgsAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ci-yJgFaS2Q/s320/09052007269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062567711727464450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-1052611878644008630?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/1052611878644008630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=1052611878644008630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/1052611878644008630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/1052611878644008630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/05/shehadet-el-thanaweya-el-3amma.html' title='shehadet el thanaweya el 3amma'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/RkHagtzgsAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ci-yJgFaS2Q/s72-c/09052007269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7859318117368728339.post-3641080187047642145</id><published>2007-05-06T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T05:10:22.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post</title><content type='html'>These days are the worst at college... the last month of the last year... i can't stand studying any more...  i always don't... but it's really annoying me this term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm lost... every thing is messed up in my life... a lot of changes happened to my life in the last year... i need to take a break &amp;amp; rearrange every thing... i need to take a lot of decisions about my future which is really full of mystery to me... I know it's normal to feel so in this stage of life so i hope it passes safely and quickly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7859318117368728339-3641080187047642145?l=ebndawoud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/feeds/3641080187047642145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7859318117368728339&amp;postID=3641080187047642145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/3641080187047642145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7859318117368728339/posts/default/3641080187047642145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebndawoud.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-first-post.html' title='my first post'/><author><name>Mondo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__NklI_xY1PQ/R_-bSyKLJMI/AAAAAAAAACw/DJNHBymOi08/S220/n653055141_2620487_1389.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
