<?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-8901864513321138503</id><updated>2011-12-16T21:34:06.478-05:00</updated><category term='kyochon chicken'/><title type='text'>Syed Bashar</title><subtitle type='html'>personal prose</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2474723726023229943</id><published>2011-12-16T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:34:06.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex on the beach vs oozing chocolate souffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;In a perfect world, I would not wake up in the morning, even for morning sex with a very beautiful woman. But it’s not a perfect world and I am not always able to manipulate my supervisor at work to give me perfect evening shifts. I am tired, my eyes hurt its only 9:00pm my brainwaves are slowly emitting the subsonic waves that the brain cell receptors are not able to decode, forget decode they are not even receiving the signals. I want to talk of food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HS1IsK53HHU/Tuv-tMBl4vI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lU1ZiCcu-RM/s1600/apicius-souffle-au-chocolat-et-chantilly-sans-sucre-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HS1IsK53HHU/Tuv-tMBl4vI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lU1ZiCcu-RM/s320/apicius-souffle-au-chocolat-et-chantilly-sans-sucre-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ-g79aq5fk/Tuv-uFkb1fI/AAAAAAAAALE/YdNXAzx_vT8/s1600/FrozSouffleValentineP1030985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAPUR9Mxc9M/Tuv-v-9aN2I/AAAAAAAAALM/cOGFTzDJaVE/s1600/NOVDEC+159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;During the first four hours at work this morning, which was slow and dragging, I thoroughly enjoyed reading the Harvard business review. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Several articles were able to keep me focused and interested and made me aware of several ideals. I dont know where i got this in my head from but I wanted to relate for and sex together and create sexy food. We have thai, we had asian, we had organic, well lets not forget the ever yellow curry. But sexy food is not something we see very much of.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Given there is the chocolate covered strawberries on valentine’s day, some caviar, cheese and wine and grapes now and then but, I am talking main stream sexy. The names of dishes are sexy, the food itself is delicious and sexy, the plate its set on is sexy and the way its set on the plate is a salsa of oozing white chocolate out a soufflé; salsa here is not spicy but a sexy dance of white chocolate with the components of the souffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAPUR9Mxc9M/Tuv-v-9aN2I/AAAAAAAAALM/cOGFTzDJaVE/s1600/NOVDEC+159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAPUR9Mxc9M/Tuv-v-9aN2I/AAAAAAAAALM/cOGFTzDJaVE/s320/NOVDEC+159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not a food genius, but I think the idea is amazing, I am sure several people have already conjured up restaurants as I speak and have some of the sexiest dishes going on there...but I feel the trend for sexy food is just about to hit the highway. Gen X is retiring slowly with a vast amount of wealth which they want to enjoy, hey sexy food sound good to you...and the current generation is trying to be successful at a young age, leading to very little time to really find the balance of passion and recreation and their ever demanding careers. Why not take the girlfriend out to a sexy dinner, may be it will lead to something fun later in the evening.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most girls try the drink ‘sex on the beach” for the first time just because the name of the drink excites their minds and bodies in a particular way ( I did not make that up ) just ask a girl to think about sex on the beach.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let’s get back from fantasizing and here to slice and dice the idea of sexy food.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Disney creates magic through its parks and services, but have we ever heard of Disney having amazing food. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Except for the few top class restaurants which are not even part of Disney but owned and operated by a third party, I feel Disney only has Turkey legs as its signature item. Lets make magic with food, lets create passion from it, let it make us alive. Dinner does not always have to micro-waved neither does it have to be a fat piece of meat with sauce on it. Tough it might provoke images in some of our minds, I don’t think its sexy. I love colors in food, meat can only deliver so many colors, burnt - black, well done- brown, chicken - white, raw meats - red, raw poultry - yellow. Did I miss any races, sorry I meant colors. Leaves and vegetables should constitute an important part of every meal, Sea food, flowers, fruits are an amazing way to add excitement, zing and the seductiveness exotic items can deliver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ-g79aq5fk/Tuv-uFkb1fI/AAAAAAAAALE/YdNXAzx_vT8/s1600/FrozSouffleValentineP1030985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ-g79aq5fk/Tuv-uFkb1fI/AAAAAAAAALE/YdNXAzx_vT8/s400/FrozSouffleValentineP1030985.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Too tired, continue soon, I will try conjure up some pictures of sexy food and give them some sexier names and come back and post, till then crave it like you want it bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-2474723726023229943?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/2474723726023229943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=2474723726023229943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2474723726023229943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2474723726023229943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/12/sex-on-beach-vs-oozing-chocolate.html' title='Sex on the beach vs oozing chocolate souffle'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HS1IsK53HHU/Tuv-tMBl4vI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lU1ZiCcu-RM/s72-c/apicius-souffle-au-chocolat-et-chantilly-sans-sucre-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-5830382501949135949</id><published>2011-08-04T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:10:54.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7086GKNlU28/TjobpawnA_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zKAHhmstylY/s1600/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7086GKNlU28/TjobpawnA_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zKAHhmstylY/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is this photoshopped or is it real?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Books, internet, people and all other forms of media have polluted our minds with an information overdose...although we are able to receive a lot of good information from these forms, it is still very difficult for us to sort these massive quantities of information through are virus infected minds...from the time we walk into schools or even when we are young children learning very basic shapes and colors our minds are being incessantly being infected with viruses...our parents are to blame for much of it and then we can pass on the rest of the blame to ourselves...learning to distinguish between what is good and what is bad and what exists and what practically is illusion has become very difficult for us today...one of the easiest example is that of money...in reality money is just printed paper but again in reality money is everything you may just need to survive and demand respect from this blind society...when a country needs more money they can just print some but that will not make any country that much richer...the illusion or perception of what its value is what makes money valuable...there are so many things that do not exist and is just a figment of our imagination that has turned itself to reality...more like the monster from under the bed that we always thought would come out has turned real and is out there to get us...how is a product better than the other, how is a person better than another one, how is a country better than another...a deadly virus or a massive swarm of viruses have infected us to think and see and understand things that way...do we really think with our minds or do we think with the advertisements and what people say are good...I am hoping to goto a school in the future and do my masters, but which school is good, well the one that has massive amount of publicity already with a large alumni and credibility...but is it going to change me as a man or is it only going to lead me to better opportunities or is it just an illusion of opportunities we call luck...only difference would be the amount of load put on us in a course and the different items we might learn and the pressure we are put through...but again is that really something another school cannot do or reproduce, or are the professors in these schools the only ones that can do that as they were handpicked by the lord...how do we decide with such a polluted mind, how do we find out what is worth our efforts with these viruses blocking our natural pathways to a positive conclusion...am i just a floating point without a destination...how am I to answer that when I do not know how to distinguish what is real and what is reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-5830382501949135949?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/5830382501949135949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=5830382501949135949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5830382501949135949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5830382501949135949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/08/floating-point.html' title='Floating Point'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7086GKNlU28/TjobpawnA_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zKAHhmstylY/s72-c/IMG_1879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1727319898206264404</id><published>2011-08-01T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T05:00:30.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreversible Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kixvb9pEut4/TjZrFwc-zPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SlXinrz52cE/s1600/michaellovo+165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kixvb9pEut4/TjZrFwc-zPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SlXinrz52cE/s320/michaellovo+165.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Much of what we learn and take pride in while boasting it out to others is just simple reading from recent years...our brains do not seem to pull out and process old stored information unless we really scratch once or twice and tickle the brain to remember what we probably read in the past...the more we read the more we are able to understand the logic behind several things...a good book on psychology will help anyone understand some of the ways we behave and the rationale behind it..a good read on self motivation will most likely motivate us and give us that extra boost we sometimes need to move forward...reading a variety of material can help us understand how several things that happen around us is only information that we can process and sort out the root cause or usually compute a perfect outcome...it seems like we are able to predict the future or just say what is going to happen next or why some particular incident happened and redraw the scene...logic is irreversible(personal opinion)...it is usually easy for me to stay calm in a situation is because I can simply create a neural map of what has happened what is happening and what the possible outcomes can be...it is also important to take into consideration the several reasons that led to what has happened...usually there would be several small incidents that would lead to one massive event, much like the way plane crashes happen where several small hiccups in the system, communication and the physical assembly seem to cooperate together and lead to calamity of sorts...this post is for me and has a message hidden away in it for me for future reference...to most it will probably not make much sense...but there were several small reasons that led me to write this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1727319898206264404?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1727319898206264404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1727319898206264404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1727319898206264404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1727319898206264404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/08/irreversible-logic.html' title='Irreversible Logic'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kixvb9pEut4/TjZrFwc-zPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SlXinrz52cE/s72-c/michaellovo+165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3711623642431802531</id><published>2011-07-27T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:28:58.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnEBk7WdAzc/TjCtM8e0w_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8umiVYmX3l4/s1600/IMG_1328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnEBk7WdAzc/TjCtM8e0w_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8umiVYmX3l4/s320/IMG_1328.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The solution to a good depression for me is probably cleaning my moms kitchen...the oil, spices and the magical ingredients required to make curries do have its long term greasy effects on the stoves, and oven and the kitchen in general...a good scrubbing, wiping, moping and polishing everything to make them shine does help one deviate from current stress related thoughts to a stressful cleaning...scrub your stress away...it is the same old monotonous dialogue of mine...I dont know what I am suppose to do with my life...I think I have some options but they keep shutting themselves on my face and then I have to barely make it again and get on another path and start from scratch and after a few seasons scratch that and start again...Its not really helping me get anywhere...and everyone keeps telling me I am suppose to be somewhere in life...it has become very difficult for me to focus on anything and really put set my mind to it...options sometime confuse people rather than giving them choices for a better deal...I wish I had an algorithm to calculate opportunity cost...and a magic dice that I would roll to decide what I should do next...there are so many things I dont understand...there are so many things I feel are unfair and so many things I would like to complain about...but unless I find solutions for them myself no one seems to care...I am not really enjoying life being so mysterious with me but again living is a complexity in itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3711623642431802531?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3711623642431802531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3711623642431802531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3711623642431802531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3711623642431802531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/07/complexity.html' title='Complexity'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnEBk7WdAzc/TjCtM8e0w_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8umiVYmX3l4/s72-c/IMG_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6858795709686227959</id><published>2011-07-26T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:10:15.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradigm Shift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxn1oj547TY/Ti9zIX_uFYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fPxWN9AQCLw/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxn1oj547TY/Ti9zIX_uFYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fPxWN9AQCLw/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Old building at Penn State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;About ten years back I used to be good at mathematics and also spellings, if you asked me how to spell a complex word I would probably surprise you and spell it correctly in my very Indian accent and also solve complicated differential equations so quickly that you would think I was destined to be a Nuero physicist...honestly at this point of time I am not aware if that is a logical word or if people are really called that...but none the less it sounds very intellectual to me...enough of the thesis...I have failed myself...the paradigm has shifted...I am horrible at spellings and I cannot solve simple arithmetic problems in which you basically have to reconstruct a few sentences to reach a simple logical answer...Although I am able to understand english a bit better...it makes sense...I actually understand what I read and can decipher the inner meaning and formulate logical combinations of thoughts and assumptions the author probably made while writing that passage or book or essay...tough ten years back I didnot really understand anything I read...I passed my classes because I remembered everything and practically threw up whatever I remembered on the examination papers...recently I was able to visit a friend of mine, a brilliant chap who is doing his PhD in physics...yes he plays with radioactive material and sits nets to women that dont seem attractive tough they might be of age...must be the strong electromagnetic fields they create from their brainwaves through immense research that keeps repelling young men from them...while visiting my friend at penn state, I was strongly inspired to seek education again, I felt that even if life decided to fail me, education would never leave my back...and that is when I realized, I cannot do math...well solution, grade eight math book...I have about a week to complete the book and then grade 9 and 10 to follow the following weeks...hopefully that will help me jump start my memory and wake up my decaying brain cells where I stored my math logic...kind of like the rusty bike you throw away somewhere in your garage and take out a few years later...statistical analysis of data...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxn1oj547TY/Ti9zIX_uFYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fPxWN9AQCLw/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6858795709686227959?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6858795709686227959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6858795709686227959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6858795709686227959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6858795709686227959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/07/paradigm-shift.html' title='Paradigm Shift'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxn1oj547TY/Ti9zIX_uFYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fPxWN9AQCLw/s72-c/IMG_1764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3268536365172877540</id><published>2011-07-25T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:35:07.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Riviera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXLPLhS-6Ts/Ti4LnIie39I/AAAAAAAAAKk/zeDAl64ODk8/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXLPLhS-6Ts/Ti4LnIie39I/AAAAAAAAAKk/zeDAl64ODk8/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Recently i had the pleasure to visit one of my favorite people...maresa...a girl I met by chance during my first days at college who i wish to keep as one of my best friends for life... her family moved from the burning dusty heat of Arizona to the bayous, tornadoes and rednecks...I loved every moment i was able to spend at their place and learn about so many new things...see beautiful towns and places all of which looked like an artist painted them in pastel, the sand dunes the sunset, the algae filled emerald bay...it was beautiful...her mom n dad was very kind and wonderful to take me around and show me all these nice things and places...and i loved the conversations and fun times I had...we saw a lot of people from down south...they all looked the same to me...like one of those times when you get off the plane in Japan and everyone looks like mr miyagi san...or the girls look like characters out of your favorite anime...life was very different there than how it is in new york...buildings were small...people drove a lot more tough traffic seemed to be a lot less...and funny part for me...most of them spoke english, unlike here at new york where i am losing my qualifications as a bachelors degree holder from a school where the language of communication was english...maybe i will have to take the toefl examination again before i am allowed to apply to another american school...fort walton was beautiful...a lot of army folks, a lot of rich folks a lot of folks that just say folks...alligator sausage bites...fancy little artist stores, home made salsa, bike rides, deadly rooted plants, water, sand, beach, photos, laughs ,long drives over the bridge, getting shades of brown on my brown skin...yes it was all these and more at the redneck riviera with one of my sweetest friend, who i wish good luck to for her future endeavors, trials and triumphs in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3268536365172877540?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3268536365172877540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3268536365172877540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3268536365172877540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3268536365172877540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/07/redneck-riviera.html' title='Redneck Riviera'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXLPLhS-6Ts/Ti4LnIie39I/AAAAAAAAAKk/zeDAl64ODk8/s72-c/IMG_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-5102506248172350475</id><published>2011-07-24T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:05:49.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i quit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTEP3inTjbI/TizdYeLk9wI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wy58VrQ7cUA/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTEP3inTjbI/TizdYeLk9wI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wy58VrQ7cUA/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;those who know me well are aware of the meaning of the title " i quit "...over the past year that i did not post to my blog, i have spent time learning about people, cultures, money and philosophy...i have yet to become master at any of these subjects but none the less the experience is/was amazing...recently i have quit several things...starting with the very famous “facebook”...i felt the social network was making me anti social...i rarely spoke to new people and only bothered to check on the pictures of my friends who i never really spoke to perhaps for years...so just in case another facebook sort of item showed up i would not have any new friends to add to that but perhaps migrate my old friends from facebook many of who i wasn’t very friendly with...i have also quit alcohol after realizing i had enough sins under my belt to buy me a mansion in hell i quit...a bit too late perhaps but better now than never...i have also quit talking to some people that were at one point very special to me...cuz it was just too difficult for me to be free with such commitments and progress in life...i have also quit my well paying job...for reasons more than one i would not go into why i quit that...but i have...i got rid of much of my clothes and shoes and donated them to salvation army...i have quit going to bed late and started to wake up early...if there is one thing i learnt from the chinese culture it is wake up early n work hard and someday you will shine there is no failure to working hard from sunrise to sunset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;much of the above items that have been eliminated from my life are because of some of the decisions i made for myself....i am hoping to see if i can get a work visa n stay in usa n work for some years n hopefully create a business of my own after that...if that doesnt work out i will be going back to seek education...my original intension was to only apply to canada...but i felt that i should also apply to europe and also schools in usa and australia...i dont know what god has in store for me but i must try my luck...i have been very lucky so far...and im positive my luck hasnt run out yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-5102506248172350475?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/5102506248172350475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=5102506248172350475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5102506248172350475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5102506248172350475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-quit.html' title='i quit...'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTEP3inTjbI/TizdYeLk9wI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Wy58VrQ7cUA/s72-c/IMG_0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-771204801065017870</id><published>2010-10-23T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:49:16.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyochon chicken'/><title type='text'>back to basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecattylife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Kyochon-Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://www.thecattylife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Kyochon-Chicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add caption&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;waiting at the bus stop for the next bus that was going to make it in the next thirty minutes thank you to the illegal drivers on the streets of new york with broken tooth and a whole bucket of hair gel that makes them look gayer than a guy in a lady gagas outfit no offence to hair gel i use it myself but there are directions at the back of the tube that says how to use its idiot proof but apparently that is not the topic of this post kyochon chicken has officially entered my fried chicken basket and kfc has gone to fetch a pail of water with their bucket kyochon was delicious simple chicken and with some beer to top it off with it was amazing thank you samuel adams cheers after the delicious chicken i decided to enjoy some green tea infused frozen yogurt and as many of my hawaiian friends would put it brah so ono dat it broke da mouth but you dont have to take my hawaiian friends words for it we believe in zagat rating dont we "The Korean style fried chicken is the best." - zagat.com @ kyochon now back to business life has been difficult this year well definitely not the worst there are hundreds and thousands that had it worse than me but life has been stressful a lot of things i wished for didn take place the way they should have a stress bad luck bad timing and some bad decisions on my end did make this a challenge for me to overcome i feel i have found direction and have learnt a great deal i dont have it made like many and many dont just have anything made so sitting somewhere in the middle i realized that the best course of action in life would be to get a little more education i am a masters student now at a school with plans to goto canada for a better school working on that gmat and then moving on to more of a stable future than standing at the desk and learning and spending four years for a promotion hospitality degree is useless unless you have been a dishwasher in the same hotel for ten years followed by a pool boy for two and then a bell boy for three and then you can move on to something decent else make sure you study anything else like computing accounting or finance hr and such and you will get a dandy job so much to talk about i guess this should be it just getting the feel of a blog again and learning the new updates google has incorporated into it google is an excellent company&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-771204801065017870?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/771204801065017870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=771204801065017870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/771204801065017870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/771204801065017870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-to-basics.html' title='back to basics'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1465816067720563778</id><published>2010-01-17T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:12:38.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pay to the order of Syed bashar $1.27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/S1N9MxuouPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/x5zDaxtKN8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/S1N9MxuouPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/x5zDaxtKN8Y/s400/IMG_0316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427819634372425970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions that we might ask ourselves at times when we have much to think about…a new year 2010…Disney world was great…Disney’s Yacht and Beach Club was my home for the past four months…working there…making new friends a basket of memories to last a lifetime…2010….a perfect combination of numbers…2-0-1-0-…a mathematician will amaze you with these numbers as to how many possible combination of thoughts he could have with it…for me it’s the sign of a hard year…a year full of hope and opportunity and a year full of struggle…sounds like every other year in our lives…well perhaps…2010 job hunting….hunting an act performed by our forefathers since the dawn of time…to survive…food and water…now I am hunting for a job to survive...well in the corporate jungle and in the dense buildings at Manhattan its proving to be a tiring task…thanks to the brains of some  geniuses who came up with the web…the hunting is a little easier.. it’s more like fishing for a job now…but global warming in the financial world… or the eruption in the mountain of economy has chased many jobs away…it is hard to capture them…it has now become survival of the fittest…I being an alien in this land am suffering from a mutational defect of not having an H1B in my system is hurting me immensely… well hopefully I survive…2010….life is proving hard…where will I be at this time next year…we all got to wait and find out…but the future is always bright…I am hopeful…we all will survive…2010….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1465816067720563778?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1465816067720563778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1465816067720563778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1465816067720563778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1465816067720563778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2010/01/pay-to-order-of-syed-bashar-127.html' title='pay to the order of Syed bashar $1.27'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/S1N9MxuouPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/x5zDaxtKN8Y/s72-c/IMG_0316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-7641721165664819948</id><published>2009-05-22T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:01:26.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Announcements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ShdK3xDQoaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qP7j9xwaCYY/s1600-h/Syed-Face2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ShdK3xDQoaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qP7j9xwaCYY/s400/Syed-Face2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338818205191283106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ShdKv-624RI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lIgdFYstc_o/s1600-h/Grad-Announcements-finals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ShdKv-624RI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lIgdFYstc_o/s400/Grad-Announcements-finals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338818071475183890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-7641721165664819948?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/7641721165664819948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=7641721165664819948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7641721165664819948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7641721165664819948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-announcements.html' title='Graduation Announcements'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ShdK3xDQoaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qP7j9xwaCYY/s72-c/Syed-Face2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6065952470519995997</id><published>2009-03-18T05:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:07:51.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and we think its going to be easy...</title><content type='html'>i know for a fact that i will be fine after i graduate and i will also have a good job...for i deserve one and i will perform to the best of my abilities and exceed expectations...but as of now I am not happy because I dont know what is coming my way...well I guess it is just a phase...just like when I tried to get admitted to one of India's best schools and also when I applied to 10 schools in America and did not know if I could ever come and study here...and I am so thankful that I am here at Hawaii studying what I really wanted to study...I am going to be a kool businessman...to start off my career I will play little fish in the hospitality industry and later I will do something fun and have real smart kids work for me...cuz they will make me a lot of money...I am going to turn down my offer from St. Regis...I am of the conclusion that its not about money...life is not about money...its about me...I need to be an example for many of my friends and people from home who are always intimidated by little things in life...I will work hard to find a better job and a better opportunity...and I am staying positive...someday I will buy a Bugatti Veyron not to show off but just cuz I have an goal to work on...well its one of the most expensive cars in the world...but it doesnt hurt to try...God might just be listening to me tonight...amen...oh here is a sexy picture of a Dodge Viper...its sexy and sweet...just look at the curves and sleekness on that thing...niceee&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ScDHtbnho5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HD4vK_ivL2U/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ScDHtbnho5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HD4vK_ivL2U/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314467143618765714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6065952470519995997?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6065952470519995997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6065952470519995997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6065952470519995997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6065952470519995997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-we-think-its-going-to-be-easy.html' title='and we think its going to be easy...'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/ScDHtbnho5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HD4vK_ivL2U/s72-c/IMG_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-552187642101471495</id><published>2009-03-11T05:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:50:37.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ze Bible</title><content type='html'>I recently had the pleasure or rather pain of transforming a passage from the Apocrypha in the bible to poetic verse. and like always i feel proud of my work...and hence i felt like sharing...read on folkz...its fun...and may god bless you today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Babylonian was he;&lt;br /&gt;Took a fair maiden from the house of Hilkiah did he&lt;br /&gt;Joy!, Joakim wed Susanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair Susanna feared the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Her parents taught her from Moses’ word;&lt;br /&gt;Fame and fortune were of the world&lt;br /&gt;Joakim had them, and a magnificent garden yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honored was he by the Jews&lt;br /&gt;The year when he came by the news&lt;br /&gt;Of two judges, ancients who would give views&lt;br /&gt;Wickedness was coming to Joakim’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems were solved therein&lt;br /&gt;The yard had a peaceful keeping&lt;br /&gt;When the men left and sun had past&lt;br /&gt;Susanna went there for a walk in the garden dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men saw her not, but the elders did&lt;br /&gt;And her did they crave in lust which well they hid,&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned minds and turned eyes, from each other those wise vice&lt;br /&gt;They covered their shame, and continued their dirty game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched her till the day,&lt;br /&gt;When one spake to the other and say&lt;br /&gt;‘Let us part, for its supper hour’.&lt;br /&gt;Came then back both dirty mind&lt;br /&gt;Shared their words and made a find&lt;br /&gt;Of an hour when they will see Susanna unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elders waited for a time fit.&lt;br /&gt;It was a bright day with harsh heat;&lt;br /&gt;Two maids followed Susanna only now&lt;br /&gt;In the garden she wanted to wash her body and brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was none but the elders hid,&lt;br /&gt;The maids had heed to Susanna’s need&lt;br /&gt;Of olive oil and ointment and shut the doors they did&lt;br /&gt;They saw no one, as the elders were hid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the doors locked in the gardens deep&lt;br /&gt;The elders rose and went with a leap&lt;br /&gt;To Susanna they opened their lip&lt;br /&gt;That with her they wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was spoken to with a threat&lt;br /&gt;Of a young man that she had met&lt;br /&gt;In the garden after the maids had left&lt;br /&gt;The elders cautioned her of this, as she wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susanna knew what was right&lt;br /&gt;She told the elders that she could not escape their might&lt;br /&gt;But she will not commit the sin &lt;br /&gt;For the Lord lives in her heart within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Susanna cried aloud in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;The elders screamed as if there was no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;One ran and opened the garden door&lt;br /&gt;The servants gushed in on the garden floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elders lied and spoke of sin&lt;br /&gt;Which they said Susanna was in&lt;br /&gt;The servants sighed and were ashamed&lt;br /&gt;For never was Joakim’s wife blamed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night had past and it was a day&lt;br /&gt;People gathered at the house of Joakim to hear what the elders had to say&lt;br /&gt;The elders called for Susanna and her death&lt;br /&gt;Her parents, children and relatives came to hear her last breath&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Delicate was she as a woman&lt;br /&gt;Susanna’s beauty amazed every man&lt;br /&gt;Ordered the elders for her veil to move&lt;br /&gt;So they might enjoy her beauty and approve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friends saw tear roll her down her cheek bed&lt;br /&gt;The elders stood up and put their hands on her head&lt;br /&gt;She looked at the heaven for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The elders spoke their mischievous word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘She came in with two maids&lt;br /&gt;After shutting the gates farewell she bade.&lt;br /&gt;Then came a man, young and was hid&lt;br /&gt;And mate with her, he did.’&lt;br /&gt;We saw them and tried to hold&lt;br /&gt;The young man was strong and bold&lt;br /&gt;He ran through the open door&lt;br /&gt;But we questioned Susanna on the garden floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refused to speak&lt;br /&gt;About the young man who was sleek&lt;br /&gt;These we testify&lt;br /&gt;And thus we justify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People had faith in the judges&lt;br /&gt;They condemned her to death for her charges&lt;br /&gt;Susanna cried and spoke to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;‘You know the secrets and you are the world,&lt;br /&gt;You know they lied &lt;br /&gt;And for that I will have died.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord heard her prayers&lt;br /&gt;He sent a youth, Daniel to save her from the slayers&lt;br /&gt;Daniel spoke with power&lt;br /&gt;And stopped them to shed blood from Susanna the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people turned and questioned&lt;br /&gt;‘What mean these words that thou Daniel have mentioned?’&lt;br /&gt;Daniel standing tall among them&lt;br /&gt;Told them they were foolish sons of a gem&lt;br /&gt;Israel!&lt;br /&gt;Without examination or knowledge&lt;br /&gt;They pushed a daughter of Israel to the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They moved back to the old step&lt;br /&gt;Daniel was asked to take on the case prep.&lt;br /&gt;He said to the rest&lt;br /&gt;Put these two aside while I perform a test.&lt;br /&gt;The evil judges were put asunder one from the other&lt;br /&gt;Daniel said to one but not the other&lt;br /&gt;‘ O thou art waxen old in wickedness&lt;br /&gt;Thy lied and were going to have Susanna disgrace&lt;br /&gt;Your sins that you commit&lt;br /&gt;I will now bring to the light&lt;br /&gt;Lord will not have the innocent and righteous&lt;br /&gt;Die from the lie of the murderous.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, asked a question with a bait&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which tree did you see them under; mate?&lt;br /&gt;The answer:&lt;br /&gt;‘A mastic tree!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had lied against his own head&lt;br /&gt;Daniel told him he was dead&lt;br /&gt;The angel of God hath received the sentence&lt;br /&gt;To have cut the lying elder in two before repentance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel put this one aside and got the other&lt;br /&gt;‘You are seed of Canaan and not of Judah&lt;br /&gt;Deceived with beauty and lust&lt;br /&gt;You have brought your honor to the dust.&lt;br /&gt;You used fear with the daughters of Israel through fear&lt;br /&gt;But the daughter of Judah will not become your dear.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel again asked a question with a bait&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which tree did you see them under; mate?&lt;br /&gt;The answer:&lt;br /&gt;‘A evergreen oak!’&lt;br /&gt;He had lied against his own head&lt;br /&gt;Daniel told him that he too was dead&lt;br /&gt;The angel of God hath received the sentence&lt;br /&gt;To have cut the lying elders in two before repentance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cried out with loud voice&lt;br /&gt;God never harm the ones of his choice.&lt;br /&gt;Lord saveth them that trust in him&lt;br /&gt;They praised the Lord to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges now faced the people&lt;br /&gt;For they lied and sent a ripple&lt;br /&gt;Of anger and shame&lt;br /&gt;The people followed the Law of Moses and put them to flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The innocent blood was saved that day&lt;br /&gt;Susanna’s folks were no more in dismay,&lt;br /&gt;Hilkiah and his wife praised the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Joakim and all the kindred followed the word.&lt;br /&gt;Susanna was pure and faithful &lt;br /&gt;And everyone found Daniel, a judge honest and truthful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-552187642101471495?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/552187642101471495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=552187642101471495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/552187642101471495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/552187642101471495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/03/ze-bible.html' title='ze Bible'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6371273157838946451</id><published>2009-02-21T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:54:00.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the words in the wind</title><content type='html'>here are some words which came in my head while I tried to sleep...it happened several times over the past month....and I finally decided to pay attention to it. I dont usually have dreams or nightmares...but lately I have been having visions of the future...and they are not full of flying planes and the Jetsons...anyways I want to share with anyone and everyone something I thought was important that came to my head last night..."Ones Thought and Their Lives are Related"- meaning...How you think changes how your life is, and the way you live your life will impact your thought process. One other thing I learnt over the past month was to "THINK" - I feel it is one of the most important word for anyone...THINK...THOUGHTs...if scientists did not THINK we might not have all the great things we have today...if artists did not think, we might not be have had all the great architecture and fashion around us, if culinary experts did not think, we would not have had such great food all around the world...if your mom and dad, did not think, you prolly would have not survived. THINK...PLAN...and plan well and you will have success...for those who FAIL to PLAN...PLAN to FAIL...and for all these to happen we need to have FAITH in ourselves...and we must be focussed.. and at the end we should FOLLOW THROUGH...FAITH...FOCUS...FOLLOW THROUGH...life is fleeting, its passing us by as we speak or think or take time reading this post on my blog...but...but ask yourself...and you will hear yourself THINKING...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6371273157838946451?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6371273157838946451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6371273157838946451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6371273157838946451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6371273157838946451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-in-wind.html' title='the words in the wind'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2544681874017166643</id><published>2009-02-05T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:00:14.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts</title><content type='html'>i arranged for everyone in the cafe to play soccer today...we had a good turnout and a lot of games and it was real nice for everyone to come and play...people rolled on their tummies, some pulled their muscles ( i was part of that set ) we had just lifted weights and went to play and hence started to cramp up...but it was all great...My semester so far is arrite...I just miss one thing...Whitney...but gotta live with it...other than that its a arrite semester...I read a lot...honestly I have never read so much in the past three years. It feels like someone complained about me not reading and hence I landed in the classes that make you read a lot...Reading the bible has been an interesting and exciting experince so far. There are so many stories in it that I heard when I was a baby but now I read them and when I read them to me it feels like as if it happened when I was there...Dejavu or however we spell that word...I also have two relegion classes as well so I can compare and contrast differant things...I am toning my body slowly and it feels good....I am hopeful that before I should be in good shape...but I must start swimming soon since it helps relax and workout all the muscles at the same time...and it gives me the impression of being tall for 30 min...but its kool...what else is interesting these days in my life...ahh I donno...all I know is I sleep a lot and that is fun...well no pictures for this post except for one...the car I want...my dad cant afford it even if he sells off his assets so I guess I better get started to get this sometime :D here comes a Bugatti Veyron...the sweetest moving vehicle on earth :D woot woot &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYq4fzUn-OI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W5RrQYapxQ4/s1600-h/car-wallpapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYq4fzUn-OI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W5RrQYapxQ4/s320/car-wallpapers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299250768046979298" 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/8901864513321138503-2544681874017166643?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/2544681874017166643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=2544681874017166643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2544681874017166643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2544681874017166643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYq4fzUn-OI/AAAAAAAAAFs/W5RrQYapxQ4/s72-c/car-wallpapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-7902279702793655966</id><published>2009-01-28T03:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:37:41.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYAWgWneltI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1t85S_pJgvI/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYAWgWneltI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1t85S_pJgvI/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296257906870490834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYU Hawaii celebreated the chinese new year yesterday at the cafeteria. it was interesting to see everyone enjoy the chinese dishes and have fun...I am thankful that my boss did not make me work very much. All that I had to do was make sure everything was functioning and help where they needed help. I enjoyed the fish a lot, its not a big secret that I am a fish fan. Speaking of fish, a few days back one of my housemates and I went to china town to get some fish for us...they are yumm we really enjoyed them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the chinese new year I also decided to try my luck with Diney World. I have always seen Disney cartoons since I was a baby but I have never had the opportunity to learn about much. But I feel that its time for me to go enjoy a little time at Disney world and I love to work so may be a management trainee for Disney World will be excellant for my resume. I will apply on the first of feb and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my dad the camcorder I bought...he was really to receive the present...I was happy that he was so happy...I walked him through the operation procedures so he did not have to worry about it much...I plan to send ma momma a camera too sometime when I can make som extra cash...this post is very random because I am trying to get back to my blogging habbits...I just lost touch from it for a little with the new semester and things...I need to go swim a little as well but its so cold at hawaii that I like to stay indoors n pump weights instead hehe...I wanna get a little buff before I graduate...No one wants to hire a little kid hahaha...I am also craving a new suit as well...Suits feel so good when you wear em...but sadly at hawaii u never get to wear them...ahhh oh well...I have so much to read these days that I have given up on reading but I btr get started again else I will have to lose my GPA and I donot want to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways I just photoshopped a picture and I like it so here you go my little artistic talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYAY2sM0X0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/a-fhMJjnhaY/s1600-h/temp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYAY2sM0X0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/a-fhMJjnhaY/s320/temp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296260489644629826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8901864513321138503-7902279702793655966?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/7902279702793655966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=7902279702793655966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7902279702793655966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7902279702793655966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SYAWgWneltI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1t85S_pJgvI/s72-c/IMG_0981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-4417701390993209742</id><published>2009-01-07T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:11:09.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a new day for my old school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWUL5_NElvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m5QP3rGVCow/s1600-h/ATgAAABuL-Ii-8Cvz87eXHKwKQPTK-nSx53m7PNOiMvH8Zy2SKuotqC2wVpv34mbAgQ1ctPtz3RsVvt5EHLs3KoVniCEAJtU9VAtHv7bGZV8tmOA8H8DFaf-QPK0sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWUL5_NElvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m5QP3rGVCow/s320/ATgAAABuL-Ii-8Cvz87eXHKwKQPTK-nSx53m7PNOiMvH8Zy2SKuotqC2wVpv34mbAgQ1ctPtz3RsVvt5EHLs3KoVniCEAJtU9VAtHv7bGZV8tmOA8H8DFaf-QPK0sw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646428263225074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my first day of classes and my first class is after mid day which makes me feel pretty happy. i woke up at eight due to my phone alarm going off crazy...i played games on my ipod after that for like an hour it was fun...and now its raining...i am back to blogging again cuz I got a new chair and I dont have to stretch to type on my computer because my last chair was so short nywho...I need the rain to stop pouring so much so I can go running in the mornings...I wanted to have a big post for the new years but I was moving houses and this house was real nasty with bugs and dirt and ever&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWUMIgKzjmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sHUVWky-Rrk/s1600-h/ATgAAACSZ0kcbc0ghxiFknbtgbL8nrp7BP6qDVuuMb1LNLEW74wAZwcNi2WkR58UqCkoDDVWUe8uouoXSebH13ADhOl8AJtU9VCV66UCtBeswM64KYoSFDnu4RtEJQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWUMIgKzjmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sHUVWky-Rrk/s320/ATgAAACSZ0kcbc0ghxiFknbtgbL8nrp7BP6qDVuuMb1LNLEW74wAZwcNi2WkR58UqCkoDDVWUe8uouoXSebH13ADhOl8AJtU9VCV66UCtBeswM64KYoSFDnu4RtEJQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646677630258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ything else that defines a ghetto to extreme. But after 6 days of scrubbing and mopping and sweeping and fuming bugs and burning anything that crawls we are in business...People really like how our house looks now...we celebrated a friends birthday he is a tennis player from Hungary and his birthday w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWULyrQ5aeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xrV04ofMjKo/s1600-h/ATgAAABoCae_iVIw-8wHbNJMt38rpO0TH5cP40gGaqEsBoE-6q6Ii694owkogqJmD9VRdRXUnkZppwAM9BcroOCYzg0gAJtU9VDIWSIBuQQpBzhdDmjQmotwvb7t8Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWULyrQ5aeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xrV04ofMjKo/s320/ATgAAABoCae_iVIw-8wHbNJMt38rpO0TH5cP40gGaqEsBoE-6q6Ii694owkogqJmD9VRdRXUnkZppwAM9BcroOCYzg0gAJtU9VDIWSIBuQQpBzhdDmjQmotwvb7t8Q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288646302651476450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as on the first of january...waw his mom must have definately held on to him till it was the 1st of some year hahaha...here are some pictures of the sun from the new year it makes anyone happy...its my last semester at school and I have a term after this so I am going to be storing a ton of memories. And to help me with that I added a sweet hard drive camcorder to my sexy toy collection:D I love getting a new toy every year...next year it will probably be a Mac of some sort could well be a Linux syst&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWULf_SQoYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6wRivKGPfGM/s1600-h/ATgAAABAz80mquJ6z3G4pLPX5zG3IYlQV0J_xuLA9AnSrcnqRx3L_Uqk63EpIgFvY5l6lSTyNdnIflN98TMrdFDIF9R4AJtU9VBwmBrYOgaX2XtfVJlLhg2HqoOAtw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWULf_SQoYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6wRivKGPfGM/s320/ATgAAABAz80mquJ6z3G4pLPX5zG3IYlQV0J_xuLA9AnSrcnqRx3L_Uqk63EpIgFvY5l6lSTyNdnIflN98TMrdFDIF9R4AJtU9VBwmBrYOgaX2XtfVJlLhg2HqoOAtw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288645981608386946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;em well I dont know will see...arrite more to come tonight here are some pictures from the 1st....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-4417701390993209742?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/4417701390993209742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=4417701390993209742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4417701390993209742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4417701390993209742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day-for-my-old-school.html' title='a new day for my old school'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SWUL5_NElvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m5QP3rGVCow/s72-c/ATgAAABuL-Ii-8Cvz87eXHKwKQPTK-nSx53m7PNOiMvH8Zy2SKuotqC2wVpv34mbAgQ1ctPtz3RsVvt5EHLs3KoVniCEAJtU9VAtHv7bGZV8tmOA8H8DFaf-QPK0sw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6122161860056188338</id><published>2008-12-23T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:16:43.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>slow sunny days...</title><content type='html'>its really boring here at laie during Christmas time..there is no one to play with...and it stays incredibly sunny as well which makes u want to play all the time...i usually wake up at 12 o clock haha which is amazingly retarded...i goto bed at 12 or 1 usually so i get enough sleep for a week at once...besides all that at work too its easy so we just stand around and do nothing and bore ourselves some more...whitney sent me christmas presents and i got em today...its real nice..there is a ton of stuff in it...yeee! i even got a box of macademia nuts from the student employment office...and made 180 buks over the weekend some of which i will use to invest in a nice running shoe so i am inspired to run around laie and show em too to everyone hahaha...i hear new york and utah is really cold and freezing...i am so glad i dont live there...i dont have warm clothes hehe i would prolly freeze and die...i am at work andi thought instead of yawning i will write a little bit...so i did...its not really for anyone to read but for me to jus spend some time on the keyboard so next year on the 22nd again i can remember what i did this year 22nd...peaceeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6122161860056188338?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6122161860056188338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6122161860056188338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6122161860056188338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6122161860056188338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/12/slow-sunny-days.html' title='slow sunny days...'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-7244231515826930195</id><published>2008-12-16T06:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:29:08.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If fate means you to lose, give it a good fight anyhow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUeQ-clUubI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_NhEB-zZco/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUeQ-clUubI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_NhEB-zZco/s400/IMG_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280348490614225330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just going through the internet and reading several things that I really didnt care about....well in simple words I was reading junk...One of them was today's fortune...and my today's fortune said "If fate means you to lose, give it a good fight anyhow" and for some strange reason I like them words...My life has always been changing so much it surprises me at times. I always end up with thing I never planned for but again that is lifes game for all of us...I dont like to lose so I will give my my fate a good fight for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other thoughts...I was calculating the probability of quitting my job and just working somewhere else may be get a new skill...I donot know how I feel about that...I think I need less tension and more work and just simple work and that should be great...not very much differance in money...but again the food is important so may be I could work for mary lou....hmm no idea but lets see what happens i will decide on the 1st....This new year instead of partying I think I will sit and relax and set attainable goals...strange I feel like rebelling against everything...some of the things I definately want to do is join some clubs and then help with the integrated business core conferance and business plan competition and definately learn to swim better so I can jump off any rock anywhere ahhaha...its cold and rained a lot today...rain is something I dont really enjoy unless I can go collect mangos, my old grandpas house has mango trees and we can go collect em when it rains hard...I should go visit them when I graduate....A lot to do this coming year...Little at a time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-7244231515826930195?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/7244231515826930195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=7244231515826930195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7244231515826930195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/7244231515826930195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-fate-means-you-to-lose-give-it-good.html' title='If fate means you to lose, give it a good fight anyhow'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUeQ-clUubI/AAAAAAAAAEs/k_NhEB-zZco/s72-c/IMG_0868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-4667750427699808356</id><published>2008-12-14T04:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T05:15:24.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze Graduate en Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTanhB2OwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qoSdVm5LbR0/s1600-h/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTanhB2OwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qoSdVm5LbR0/s400/IMG_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279585035600935682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the feeling you have when you get to goto the bathroom after a long period of constipation...Yeah! it just feels so good that its over...but then your tummy kinda hurts too rite...well I think thats what happens when you graduate...You miss all your friends and you are happy you are done with those homework's and being to class rig&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTbz86F0bI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DbLWdtuQVh0/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTbz86F0bI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DbLWdtuQVh0/s400/IMG_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279586348754653618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ht on time. Well Whitney Ann McCoy aka My galfren...or whit whit to her family graduated today...unlike some super nerds who graduate summa cum laude....Whitney graduated with the honors of " AUNTY OF NEW NIECE" well she is aunty to 7 already the 8th was a special present from Mel to celebrate Whitneys graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii has been iiawaH well it kinda got washed inside out...there has been several power failures and power posts falling down and blocking the road for poor folks who got stuck in floods for hours. Several students on campus at TVA had to move out cuz they got flooded...it just has been messy with so many gradates and finals week and work....shooosh im glad all thats over but the rain still pours like nobodys business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun...whitney graduate&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTaO4rmieI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zjYbHrqc0QY/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTaO4rmieI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zjYbHrqc0QY/s400/IMG_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279584612453353954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d in da morn...we all went for dinner at turtle bay...dang was it fun...David(dad),Sandra(mommy) and Syed(the Brown Boyfren) ordered the buffet while Whitney the graduate went for a 20 lb meatball with speghetti...yeah talk abt taste buds huh....KING CRABS and PRIME RIB....well not so much prime rib for us..but a huge load of the salad bar and enough crabs to last us though the next 3 months was awesum...Sandra enjoyed raw fish for the first time I think...she did not know it was raw till she was told so by the waiter...but sh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTbH8aaJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/b8pjY0ocegk/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTbH8aaJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/b8pjY0ocegk/s400/IMG_0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279585592707524434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e still did not mind it...I ate like a shameless pig sitting with my galfrens parents...well it was king crabs after all...and we had already paid for it...rather eat than waste the money being a shy fool....great times...it has been really fun for us four tough we cannot get out and play..but i guess just chatting and talking is enjoyable too...there were other little fun things that happened...but cannot be put on the internet becasue we dont want the whole world to read about them...but hey if you wanna know...just ask and ill tell ya...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTZ5l1bNwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/esk4wIdicD8/s1600-h/IMG_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTZ5l1bNwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/esk4wIdicD8/s400/IMG_0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279584246617028354" 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/8901864513321138503-4667750427699808356?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/4667750427699808356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=4667750427699808356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4667750427699808356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4667750427699808356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/12/ze-graduate-en-hawaii.html' title='Ze Graduate en Hawaii'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SUTanhB2OwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qoSdVm5LbR0/s72-c/IMG_0762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1082039092370536691</id><published>2008-11-24T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:22:09.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kookiez plz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSpaKHTA1WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v3kEHvSxUL4/s1600-h/pc+mac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSpaKHTA1WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v3kEHvSxUL4/s400/pc+mac.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272125443594573154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this comic is dedicated to Whitney's love for pink stuff...click on the image to see it nice and clear...nyways...i had like 10 cookies yesterday so yeah kookies please...well i cut myself as well yesterday with a bread knife...i was being silly n jabbed a rice bag with it...and it didn go thourgh but slipped from my grip and got me...ouch...n since its on my right palm its jus not very easy for me to do things...n i had to shave today since i looked like my dad with the ever thick dark beard...and i did it with my left hand praying every moment so that i didn cut my throat...but i guess i did well...I watched the happening today as well...it was a scary movie...ma roomie was real scared haha...u wouldnt be able to say that by lookin at him cuz hez a big boy...nywho...i made some yumm thai curry yesterday which i warmed up n ate today cuz its hard to cook n do dishes with 1 hand...here is something random...i fell that people can communicate with their thoughts...for example when 2 people are sad they can look at each other n communicate that...when two people are in love they can look at each other and communicate that...and i feel that it can go to a differant level as well...people who are far away but closely tied at heart or the supernatural force of life..or the universal law of attraction can help people share their thoughts and feelings for others...when you think of someone they think of u the same time as well...and if you really work on your thoughts and concentrate on it you can send information to that persons thought about incoming danger or fortune and such things...i feel its true and it can work...it works for me and i am trying to improve upon it...but it takes great faith and commitment...arrite that was random now i want some cookies...:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1082039092370536691?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1082039092370536691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1082039092370536691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1082039092370536691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1082039092370536691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/kookiez-plz.html' title='kookiez plz'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSpaKHTA1WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v3kEHvSxUL4/s72-c/pc+mac.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1452504636578560692</id><published>2008-11-21T03:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:36:02.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neck care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSZy6aLZP2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/QO44Hlg4cQU/s1600-h/Neck+Care.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSZy6aLZP2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/QO44Hlg4cQU/s400/Neck+Care.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271026761668837218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on the internet and i thought it was kool to share with everyone...so here it is folkz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1452504636578560692?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1452504636578560692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1452504636578560692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1452504636578560692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1452504636578560692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/neck-care.html' title='Neck care'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSZy6aLZP2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/QO44Hlg4cQU/s72-c/Neck+Care.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6571815739604234747</id><published>2008-11-20T04:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:25:53.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>image-nation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSUs5oRhgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/MAG0uyxBv4k/s1600-h/surreal-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSUs5oRhgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/MAG0uyxBv4k/s400/surreal-image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668307482116114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;click on image to view larger, detailed image&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6571815739604234747?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6571815739604234747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6571815739604234747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6571815739604234747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6571815739604234747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/image-nation.html' title='image-nation'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSUs5oRhgBI/AAAAAAAAADs/MAG0uyxBv4k/s72-c/surreal-image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-5551565109642863918</id><published>2008-11-20T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:08:34.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary memory loss</title><content type='html'>i think of several things throughout the day...n i think i have diagnosed myself with temporary memory loss...because i cant remember several things that i try to store in the temporal lobe of my brain...i got 650 dollars for my scholarship money, which i am thankful for. it was a fun afternoon with me kissing hundred old ladies and shaking hands and smiling all the way till my cheeks started to hurt haha...most of them used a ton of kool hawaiian words which was very impressive...i had several important concepts to talk about but they seem to have skipped my mind again...hmm i think i will research on how to improve long term memory..and also i will have smaller posts throughout the day when i get a new thought...memories are important...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-5551565109642863918?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/5551565109642863918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=5551565109642863918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5551565109642863918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/5551565109642863918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/temporary-memory-loss.html' title='temporary memory loss'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3267934264082300870</id><published>2008-11-18T15:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:23:17.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSMkFBIR5SI/AAAAAAAAADk/VVAW_2o__rg/s1600-h/burger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSMkFBIR5SI/AAAAAAAAADk/VVAW_2o__rg/s400/burger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270095657574720802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the image for a better view&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3267934264082300870?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3267934264082300870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3267934264082300870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3267934264082300870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3267934264082300870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/burger.html' title='burger'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSMkFBIR5SI/AAAAAAAAADk/VVAW_2o__rg/s72-c/burger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1605608898348490132</id><published>2008-11-18T04:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T04:47:44.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flashbook</title><content type='html'>i decided that i will only use facebook on sundays only...i do understand and agree that it might be the coolest thing to keep in touch with your friends or get stalked by random people you dont even know...anyways i just am training myself to have more self control over my habbits... i will also not bite my nails from today...there are a few more things to work on as well but they will happen graually....i made my first c&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSKImdnDpmI/AAAAAAAAADc/8qLVG_SZxLA/s1600-h/facebook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSKImdnDpmI/AAAAAAAAADc/8qLVG_SZxLA/s400/facebook.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269924708341753442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omic today cuz i was so bored and i think i will keep creating more on a regular basis...i enjoyed doing it...you need to click on it to see the words on it...everyone is welcome to give me ideas for comics...it can be one word or a phrase and i will try work with it...the word needs to be a VERB its hard to make a comic on something called "CHIMMI", i am assuming that is nt your name... arrite moving on with my slow life where i am aging fast...yeah i got wrinkles that are reaching my forhead...right naw the wrinkles are stationed on my tummy...some days back they were on my OKOLEI - its the hawaiian for the oxford english of "butt" and the american for "ass"...i got my 3rd american nokia phone which will prolly give me yet another reason to hate nokia phones...well this one is cheap anyways so it wouldn sting as much if it broke...i just made up mind to go n take some pictures of laie at night...so get excited for some monotonus colord images...i didn learn much abt life today except that...revenge is the best medicine to anger...but it might not be able to cure the problem...but patience and understanding might...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1605608898348490132?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1605608898348490132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1605608898348490132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1605608898348490132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1605608898348490132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/flashbook.html' title='flashbook'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SSKImdnDpmI/AAAAAAAAADc/8qLVG_SZxLA/s72-c/facebook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3784598423413560621</id><published>2008-11-16T04:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T04:38:03.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>excellence</title><content type='html'>here is a simple recipe to make local kine beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beef steaks&lt;br /&gt;garlic powder or real garlic&lt;br /&gt;onion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black pepper&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;sprinkle all those fancy things on your beef and rub it down after that sprinkle VERY little flour on, it will make the beef smoother...well what do u do after that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;,,,put it in the oven with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shoyu&lt;/span&gt; around and a little water. very little water+ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shoyu&lt;/span&gt; now bake it off @ 325 for like 15 20 min...you can cover the beef with silver foil if you are not confident...but it should still be fine even if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;...covering it will keep it moist...you do want thin steaks but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; too thin...thin steaks will make it easy to cut into the meat while eating...get some creamy mashed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;potaoes&lt;/span&gt; to go with it...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt; have fun ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; here is a simple list of things that i want to have before next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;...now these things will not come out straight from my paycheck...they will hopefully come from the investments that will generate some profit which will be financed by my salary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mac Book Pro&lt;br /&gt;2. Nikon Digital SLR&lt;br /&gt;3. A chefs knife i saw at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sanoma&lt;/span&gt; n goodwill i guess i forgot the name&lt;br /&gt;4. Visit 4 states in USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; i better be making a ton of money or i better be making some really good investments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nyways&lt;/span&gt; whats new in life...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt; shave for 2 3 days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i am working on my sideburns for next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; when i go to my scholarship luncheon...hopefully that will be a good stepping stone for my career...there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; be many top hoteliers from the pacific region may be someone will think i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kool&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;arrite&lt;/span&gt; what did i learn today....I learnt that it is important to listen to people and try understand them...its the two ears and one mouth theory created by the lord...when we listen to our friends, employees and people in general around us, we become aware of their necessities and can then help them a little better...so listen twice as much as you speak...amen to that cuz i really need to work on it myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3784598423413560621?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3784598423413560621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3784598423413560621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3784598423413560621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3784598423413560621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/excellence.html' title='excellence'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2541951417991173184</id><published>2008-11-14T04:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:21:06.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>im lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SR1C8wNde5I/AAAAAAAAADU/ReQ0NV2XDpM/s1600-h/National_Geographic_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SR1C8wNde5I/AAAAAAAAADU/ReQ0NV2XDpM/s400/National_Geographic_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268440750594292626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost thinking about what i will do after i graduate...well its it even easy now to figure out what i am doing with my time...i do have a lot to do for school but then i dont have much motivation...well my scholarship today should act as an incentive to do better...i was so happy when i got that email...i feel when a person really wants something it just comes to them...no matter where they are or what they are doing...asking the lord faithfully and sincerely does miracles...we might not have the power to give sight back to the blind and words back to the mute but we can always try and pray...may be it will work...in school we learn that we all the light of christ in ourselves...well in that case we can perfrom miracles and achieve things...we just need to feel it in our heart....the scholarship will help me immensely by covering some of the tuition cost off my father and my shoulder...today i went and picked up some ugly pictures of me...they were not impressive at all...but monique had created a nice magazine cover with my image in it...i was really impressed to see it...i hope someday i can be really on that cover haha or may be some other magazine...this post is short cuz i just want to relax today...but what i would like to share with everyone is...keep your mind open keep your options open...and pray &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SR1Czp_5u7I/AAAAAAAAADM/WlaGKfgRMgA/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SR1Czp_5u7I/AAAAAAAAADM/WlaGKfgRMgA/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268440594307988402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sincerely...i dont care who you pray to but pray with faith...if you seek god he will come to you...but you have to seek ONLY him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-2541951417991173184?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/2541951417991173184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=2541951417991173184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2541951417991173184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2541951417991173184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-lost.html' title='im lost'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SR1C8wNde5I/AAAAAAAAADU/ReQ0NV2XDpM/s72-c/National_Geographic_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1781508691216114388</id><published>2008-11-12T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:22:05.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hippies should die ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRp1-4VdT8I/AAAAAAAAADE/2JgyRM2C4Fg/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRp1-4VdT8I/AAAAAAAAADE/2JgyRM2C4Fg/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267652437297942466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont like hippies...or people who want to act like hippies...anyways who cares about them anyways...i toasted my phone in the pacific ocean which was kinda sweet i never done that before haha...now i dont have a phone and i feel technologically paralyzed...so i bought a new phone for 59 from tmobile its a nokia too it came out this july...its a light weight phone with no fancy stuff on it...it lets u talk and send msgs and take pictures and lets u surf the web...also has a built in calulator well i guess thats all i need...today in art class i learnt about surreliasm...im hoping i spelt it right...surreliasm is about art and music n writting without thinking...which creates some marvellous works like my writtings hahaha...dali is a true example of that...i went to his exhibit at the MOMA NY...it was kool.. speaking of art...i took a picture by my picture haha...whit left...she is in utah in the white snow...it was hot in hawaii today...i miss her...and now that i dont have a darn phone we cant even talk...college is a funny time in everyones life i guess...u learn about so much of things...not from your books but from the people you meet...i need to go cook something so i can eat and then work on my tummy i dont think ugly people get rich so i bet get good looking soon hahaha....nywyas what did i learn in life...CARELESSNESS HAS A PRICE...i paid $59 for it...it might cost you much much more...so folkz lets be careful and we can avoid a lot of bad things like that....unless you are a hippie then you are welcome to be careless when you cross the streets....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-1781508691216114388?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRp1-4VdT8I/AAAAAAAAADE/2JgyRM2C4Fg/s72-c/IMG_0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3581622733541252129</id><published>2008-11-05T04:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:04:45.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my 2 cents</title><content type='html'>the tilted clock moving so slow&lt;br /&gt;a cabbage gets a sharp knifes blow&lt;br /&gt;patiently waiting for a deep sleep&lt;br /&gt;but waking up to the clocks ringing beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call my words here a little cheesy&lt;br /&gt;but this is what usually keeps me busy&lt;br /&gt;i am just trying to find words that rhyme&lt;br /&gt;try understand this on your own sometime&lt;div 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-_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-9015281849724428923</id><published>2008-11-04T02:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:15:02.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRADOsa-gtI/AAAAAAAAACk/8o79e4LJsJg/s1600-h/2008-599--credit-as-plants.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRADOsa-gtI/AAAAAAAAACk/8o79e4LJsJg/s400/2008-599--credit-as-plants.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264711515373470418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November fourth might go down as a very important date on my life's personal calendar. America is getting a new president, the fate of many will be decided along with these two men. socials security , retirement and health along with education and foreign policy will see drastic change no matter who holds the nice leather seat at the white house. the whole world is tied together in a knot that when things get tight in America, it chokes the others that are part of it, example the financial crisis. who knew that Joe the plumbers house would&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRAD8Zz5_9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bfGdyyplkb4/s1600-h/mccain-vs-obama2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRAD8Zz5_9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bfGdyyplkb4/s320/mccain-vs-obama2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264712300651741138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cause Iceland to go bankrupt...well i didn so dont ask me about it. anyways what am i really trying to yaap about. i graduate next year and where i work and who i work for and what i do for work will have a lot of relation to who gets voted next year. companies would do business differantly, the rise of the middle class as they masquarade it will exactly create more wealthy people who are already smelling of fresh bills out of an atm. well i am sure obama will win tomorrow and he will create some new foreign policies which will help weed out some of the ones that take america for granted. i would support him deporting hundreds of bangladeshis and indians and pakis and so on from here who are here illegaly and cant even read or act civillized. i donot think we need them here, becaue they make things bitter for others. nor do i care to stay here in america but i definately want to be able to do business here and have the respect i deserve. i dont want people to think i am a cab driver when i walk down times square...i dont digg that and it pisses me off. nyways tomorrow i hope people can wake up and have a clear head and elect the fate of the world. i am not against saying iraq was a mistake nor am i saying war is kool...but things need to be done and its always upon the hands on the one who has the capability..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRAETAQBZ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_9e-z4V-EX4/s1600-h/goldfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRAETAQBZ8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_9e-z4V-EX4/s320/goldfish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264712688927336386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.i am a little fish in a big ocean, but i know i am visible...i am a little gold fish haha ...does that make sense....nyways i was late at work on saturday by two hours...so i went to work today and told my boss that i was late for the 1st time in two years and he told me well you always come to work 20 min late...i said well if i am 20 min late everyday that is my normal time cuz u know i work twice as fast and save u money...n then i told him well that aint an excuse and you can take any action against me to be fair to others...he said i usualy suspend people but i need you to work this week...that was lucky i say...rest of the day whit n i studid like donkeys at the library till it got so dark that we couldn even see 10 feet ahead...and then we worked out at the gym n now i am blogging.....anwyays this is the end of the post...so what did  learn today...If you aim for something , you are most likely to hit it...so in life aim high and sensebly and you will most likely hit it or reach your dreams....I felt it when i was writing my paper about what i will do after i graduate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-9015281849724428923?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/9015281849724428923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=9015281849724428923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/9015281849724428923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/9015281849724428923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/wake-up.html' title='wake up'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SRADOsa-gtI/AAAAAAAAACk/8o79e4LJsJg/s72-c/2008-599--credit-as-plants.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2116197563761764090</id><published>2008-11-02T05:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T05:39:03.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>peanuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQ2DHYSX2eI/AAAAAAAAACc/gY6SFWNlHCM/s1600-h/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQ2DHYSX2eI/AAAAAAAAACc/gY6SFWNlHCM/s400/IMG_0441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264007702267812322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lost as to what i want to write about tonight...i was thinking about writing about money and religion or about the world that we cannot see although it exists between us. well something that i have always thought about as child was that there were other people around us who can see us hear us but we cannot see or hear them. the other dimension as we may call it. well somehow this always comes to a halt when i look for answers or try to forget about it. nearly every religion i have heard of has something like some people vanished in the past and no one knows what happened to them. it is kinda like the lost tribes of Israel. i am sure we humans and animals are not the only ones that inhibit this earth...there are angels and evil and much more of these. and god probably doesn't want us to know about them. he has probably placed them strategically to aid the humans, tough we dont know how it affects us. the ancient chinese believed in something like this as well. they believed that someone could be a very powerful person if they had contact with the other side. strange but may be someone is standing right behind you and reading this same words as you are reading them. you probably dont want to turn back because then they will have to vanish. jus try concentrate and try feel the presense of someone around you. someone who you cannot see , someone who you dont know or have know idea if they even look human. beleive that there is someone and dont doubt it. do you fell anything strange...do you feel that there is someone. if not close your eyes for a minuite and try to feel the presense of something completely strange; strangely it works....dont be alramed its jus ..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQ2CgySfBuI/AAAAAAAAACU/M93uGv5MesM/s1600-h/IMG_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQ2CgySfBuI/AAAAAAAAACU/M93uGv5MesM/s400/IMG_0420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264007039232706274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLOWEEN ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had some sweet fun yesterday...i had rejected to wear a little pink horn and a midgits cape hence i did not have anything for halloween. but i didnot want to be a partypooper during haloween so we, whitney and i crated a fred flinstone costume for me and whitney loved my caveman look so much she wanted to be wilma so got her dressed the part too...everyone at the party wanted to take pictures with us...i kept asking them to pay $2 for a picture but they were too busy clicking away...well it was a little bit of hard work to get it done but hey always remember folkz...when there is a will there is a way. and we went for it and it was a success. we even walked around barefoot to really get into the caveman groove haha...well so what was the learning part for me in the past 2 3 days....hmm...it was the way to set ur mind on something and then sticking to that plan and executing with all your heart...and that way you will achieve things that you probably never thought about....so remember to STICK TO IT and GET IN DONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-2116197563761764090?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/2116197563761764090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=2116197563761764090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2116197563761764090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2116197563761764090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/11/peanuts.html' title='peanuts'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQ2DHYSX2eI/AAAAAAAAACc/gY6SFWNlHCM/s72-c/IMG_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-1972565706578776461</id><published>2008-10-30T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:49:25.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>$ 0.49 Nanana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If i was a rich girl.....nananana....well you did not have to be rich yesterday at foodland for banana; they were on sale...SALE by definition is something all women love and men take advantage of is basically a corporate scam when they make a smaller margin on their product and keep customers happy...well it works for everyone doesnt it? today i studied a little or should i say a lot well i did concentrate a lot and had a great exam, prolly got a 100/100 and it was finance as well money is fun to work with but again everyone keeps teaching me that money is not everything in life well....i am sure they are right but at some point in life you need a little extra of it so you can concentrate on other things with most of your life....you should not plan to work at walmart for the rest of your life nor should you plan to sit at wall street and smoke a cigar and drink apple martini and drive in around with your girls next door. today i got a free turkey home. well not exactly free it cost us 200 buks. Us as in whitney and i but i guess more of the credit goes to her since she has to buy all he&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQl03NRWIuI/AAAAAAAAACM/R0NQTc4uugw/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQl03NRWIuI/AAAAAAAAACM/R0NQTc4uugw/s400/IMG_0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262866131363177186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r food at foodland and i work at the cafe n buy little food...i need to study for my Human resource class but i have no interest in it, my teacher makes the class boaring human resource should be fun but it our class its like lord barrons law...dont ask me who lord barron is i dont remember, but i heard that name somewhere. hawaii had some sad weather for the past two three days, but now its doin much better. i took a picture a few days back while waiting at the bus stop...i love it and i want to share it with everyone so here it is...it helps me relax when i look at the peaceful picture and makes me happy...i hope you all enjoy it too...&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/8901864513321138503-1972565706578776461?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/1972565706578776461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=1972565706578776461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1972565706578776461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/1972565706578776461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/049-nanana.html' title='$ 0.49 Nanana'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQl03NRWIuI/AAAAAAAAACM/R0NQTc4uugw/s72-c/IMG_0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-4567464444378609366</id><published>2008-10-28T05:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:55:36.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQbviohN12I/AAAAAAAAACE/4_HQdkG8OhY/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQbviohN12I/AAAAAAAAACE/4_HQdkG8OhY/s200/time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262156592900331362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i finally decided to use periods and commas on my blog because without them its just hard for anyone to read. this blog is to help people be happy not give them a hard time reading all my messy thoughts. well before we do anything let me share a simple tropical salsa recipe with you all. give it any fancy name you like, mango tango salsa, rainbow salsa or whatever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango : 1 large or 2 medium(just ripe)&lt;br /&gt;Papaya : 2 small (ripe but not too soft)&lt;br /&gt;Onion : 2 tablespoon diced red or white onion&lt;br /&gt;Cilantro: 1 table spoon finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;Cumin powder : 1/2 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Cyanne pepper : 1/4th tsp&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar : 1tsp&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin oranges: 1 orange peeled and diced&lt;br /&gt;Pineapple juice : 1/3 cup&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sugar : 1 tsp&lt;br /&gt;salt: 2 pinches - assume you have a average hand size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw a lot of stuff to make a salsa...guess what when you make it people would love it and you will get flattered till you cant take it anymore. do add more cumin and cyanne powder depending on your taste buds, if you are indian and you love spicy food get a green chilli and chop it up and throw it in. cooking is fun so just enjoy what you do and it will come out nice...arrite so a lot of yapping from me...how do make this salsa is the question? well its easy you just toss everything in a little bowl and then mix it with your hands or a spoon whichever you like and when all the ingridients get to know each other well in the bowl you are down and ready to serve it over rice,chicken,tacos,whatever you got just throw it on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent had time to write the past 3 days because of work on the weekends. and hence this post is long because i felt like writting about TIME. i learnt somewhere that everyone has the potential of achieving great things if we are patient with them and give them enough time. flowers blossom over time, the snow melts away, the corn grows, babies become little kids and then boys and girls and men and women, mothers and fathers, grandmother and grandpa and the cycle continues but there is one thing that is constant from my prespective and that is time. i feel time never moves we jus move on and on. i just like to think differantly and that is how is feel about time. because we first a system through which we could measure time and then we divided that into hours minuites and seconds and multiplied it into months days and years and there goes time it just doesnt stop but i think it is always stangnant and we always move around time. i never seen the clock go around me i have seen me go around following the clock and if i am suppose to be at work at 8 i am at work at 8 so the clock is stuck at 8 for me at work and i moved myself from my house at 7 to 8 at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i am trying to say is we have become a salve to time and love to complain that we donot have enough time. but again if we are patient which is like standing and waiting for buss 55 to ala moana from BYUH for an hour and a half for a journey thats also lasts an hour and half as well, so if we stand and wait we will see great things happen. now i am contradicting what i had started with of people doin great with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion i feel that the lord has given people exactly how much time they need. thats why people goto school at differant ages and get married at differant ages and die at differant times as well. if we all worked and had the same time we all would live and die and do the exact same things at the exact same time and imagining everyone at a large football stadium had to go pee at the same time is a scary thought isnt it.  and things dont happen when its time for it to happen it happens when we make it happen. well folkz its time for all of us to wake up and be responsible to ourselves, our future, our families, and to mother earth...we dont need to be a slave to time if we do what we need to do when we need to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-4567464444378609366?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/4567464444378609366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=4567464444378609366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4567464444378609366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/4567464444378609366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQbviohN12I/AAAAAAAAACE/4_HQdkG8OhY/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-6366476905226325075</id><published>2008-10-23T04:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:26:31.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>manos pantalones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQA8d9EJSNI/AAAAAAAAABg/XU385JZGwn4/s1600-h/handsinpants.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQA8d9EJSNI/AAAAAAAAABg/XU385JZGwn4/s320/handsinpants.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260270850074560722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have my hands in your pants were like the last words we heard the other couple say before hey i love you and night these new kids on campus are so outta control the evening had a little pasta and some chicken spinach pizza and a burrito added to it which definitely helped which was helped me burp all night long the weather was kind of pleasant with very little rain to help cool off the heat in other news i did not go anywhere today just stayed in my little room on my computers i have a good hand on synergy now and can use two pcs like one which helps a lot with several things well one being i waste more time uselessly on my computers speaking of wasting time being useless i think some will file a case against facebook soon it is taking over the lives and especially time of several students who could definitely use the time they waste on facebook to do something productive i am sure ur generation of students will still act lame even when we go into our careers trying to sneak onto facebook and check out what our friends are doing at their jobs may be soon facebook will add a function that will let you know something along these lines your friend x y z just got terminated from zyx company and x y z is now broke kinda like how it keeps updating us on how one of our friends ended their relationship or is now single well i am yawning now because i have been so lazy today i really need to get on with the semester if i want to pass with a few points else it might get too embarrassing i really need a drink and water is not cutting it anyways so what did i learn about life today productivity we all need to be more productive we usually waste a lot of time and precious time doing things that have no use at all we all have great potential only if we are productive well speaking of productive many of my friends are reproductive at tva haha and while reading a news on bbc i learnt that uk had a 17 percent rise in pregnancy between the ages 15-19 in the year 2007 so they implemented sex education from the 5th grade may be we could send some byu hawaii students there for a little lesson nyways folkz lets try be productive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-6366476905226325075?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/6366476905226325075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=6366476905226325075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6366476905226325075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/6366476905226325075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/manos-pantalones.html' title='manos pantalones'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQA8d9EJSNI/AAAAAAAAABg/XU385JZGwn4/s72-c/handsinpants.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2838331557665440133</id><published>2008-10-22T04:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T04:33:30.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>synergy 131</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP7lU3tgi0I/AAAAAAAAABY/uulv5vKHVGU/s1600-h/yin-yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP7lU3tgi0I/AAAAAAAAABY/uulv5vKHVGU/s320/yin-yang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259893561530288962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime i wonder how everything around us is so messed up the wars false religions people cheating in businesses and a sex driven society well things might not seem cool but then again guess what there are people that probably sit all night long and write super cool programs like synergy and provide it free for others to use i came across synergy today while digging through one of my favorite sites named  digg so anyways what can we do with this synergy that i am yapping about hmm well you can use your computers keyboard and use any computer that you can see well its like using two computer screens without having those expensive electronics that people usually buy to connect two screens but this is awesum becasue each computer runs on its on juice but you just sit at one location and control things i think that is awesum i have one broken laptop which doesnt move and another that does move but that is not as fast as my this broken laptop so i love using my broken laptop and doing things on it but sometimes i write my papers too on my new one and it is easy to do that now just by sitting at one computer i jus jump off the screen of one jus by having my mouse fall off the side of the screen ahahah its awesum well i am computer nerd tonight it took like a hour for me to fix what the heck was wrong and why it wouldn connect but now it did and i reverted back to xp on both computers because linux wouldn connect my ipod touch well oh well everything is kool i did a clean install on my xp and installed things exactly how i wanted them on it so its able to push out more power than one would expect from it i am out of chewing gum by burn on ma hand still irritates me i worked for long hours in the kitchen today it was fun i sharpened knives and then i tested it on a tomato and it was an orgasmic experience hahaha it was way too smooth to slice through that tomato well i am still hungry there was saimen and pork adobo for dinner and the saimen had pork as the meat so i didn really enjoy any of it oh well i have already had some pepperoni to be a sinner haha nyways so what did i learn about life today well i guess sometimes you need to sharpen your skills because everyone might know you are a knife but u might not perform so well unless you sharpen your edges so folkz keep imporving those skills and keep kicking in life the more you learn the sharper you are and the easier it is for you to slice through life not hard work but smart work as i mentioned in my last post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-2838331557665440133?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP7lU3tgi0I/AAAAAAAAABY/uulv5vKHVGU/s72-c/yin-yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-8089411618281846013</id><published>2008-10-21T04:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:12:03.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chewing gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP2c1VF7FxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wkz9hev3cOA/s1600-h/om.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP2c1VF7FxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wkz9hev3cOA/s320/om.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259532379847595794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i am chewing gum right now its the 20th of october 2008 at work we made watercress soup or i think that is how i spell it arrite lemme teach ya how to make that its a tasty soup and its easy to make as well just takes a long time on the stove thats all so you take some pieces of chicken with bones in then ad ginger and chicken base and boil then well for sometime and then when the chicken has let out the juices from the flesh you add the water cress and simmer for over 2 hours and bamm your soup is ready isnt that fun and easy well may be for you but not for me cuz my boss was so annoyed at work with the manager of the front of the house because she accused my boss with wrong information anyways i was under the blade the whole time trying to ease the situation other than that the day was kool cleaned my room real well they added new doors in our closet so our room looks real neat now well somehow it made more space as well speaking of well the little one at the house charlie can sit now which is awesum i think he is real kool when he sits on his ass hahaha and screams kool kid the other little boys got haircuts jus like me haha which is awesum too i also watched the funniest movie of the year which also taught me something kool today it was called american desi and the important thing i learnt from it was one needs to learn to loe his country and people becasue by doing so you are respected not only by your own but by others as well so folkz learn to have respect for your country and honest and true respect america is not your land nor do you belong here nor do you need to be here respect what you have and it will make you a much better person learn to love your country becasue you owe it just like you owe your mother which you can never pay back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SP2c1VF7FxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wkz9hev3cOA/s72-c/om.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-2233463167517436153</id><published>2008-10-19T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:48:53.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a day back today is sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPv8uSqEmdI/AAAAAAAAABA/Dsvfk-QHRXc/s1600-h/Hard+Work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPv8uSqEmdI/AAAAAAAAABA/Dsvfk-QHRXc/s320/Hard+Work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259074862097668562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four little oil burn and a few blisters from some hot surfaces was what i achieved in the past two days but then i did learn some new things about life i worked a lot in the past few days and by a lot i mean a lot of hard work well now what is that famous line we always hear from many people you have to work hard to be successful in life hmm i beg to differ because the people who word hard usually work for someone else who is usually successful and he just needs hard working people for his process to run soothly waimanalo country fair or sunset on the beach part two on the island of oahu seems like an excellant community contribution to all the people of the community but when you sit down at the back seat of a car for an hour and a half and listen to the wind it tells you that its a easy marketing for politicians the current mayor looks excellant and is a very friendly and a community person who is doing all these for the people that he loves well perhaps and again may be because from all these functions he received enough money for his campaign haha very smart isnt it keep the people happy and your pocket too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was one of my lessons about life hard work will only take you to a place where you can work harder but smart work will take you to places where people will work hard for you besides that i also realized that most people always make decisions that work for their own good it is very hard to find someone who is selflessly in service of others well there aint very many of these people but i wish to be one of them and i need someone like that to help me too but that prollly has to wait for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news the byu hawaii food fest was last night and from my point of view the food safety trainging is a joke and the director of food services the chef and i are clowns who act the same act everytime becasue none of the clubs caare about anything that we expect them to follow but then we have to be nice to everyone and when it is at the required standard we just let them be and again that is how life is people only see what is right in front of them and they will make all the judgements about it and not worry about anything else well honestly why worry if it works perhaps we might wanna worry is because it might have a meaning to others or may be others are concerened it should not always be about you or i but it should be for us becasue we all together make the world a better place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-2233463167517436153?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/2233463167517436153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=2233463167517436153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2233463167517436153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/2233463167517436153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-back-today-is-sunday.html' title='a day back today is sunday'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPv8uSqEmdI/AAAAAAAAABA/Dsvfk-QHRXc/s72-c/Hard+Work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-8441383027985380994</id><published>2008-10-17T00:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:56:07.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPga2co5ImI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mEag56nG6Ts/s1600-h/career_this_way.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPga2co5ImI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mEag56nG6Ts/s320/career_this_way.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257982087658021474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at my school we had the career fair well before all the details i should let you know that is was too hot today at paradise and wearing a suit was not the most exciting thing to do career fair was disappointing to start off with the details not very many companies cared to speak to foreign individuals which made half of the student body look useless but there were several students who just went there to fill up their yearly school supply of pens and pads i went and spoke to starwoodjobshawaii and they are always looking for students who are qualified and can work on the island i feel i am qualified but i cannot work on the island because i donot have work authorization after my undergraduate degree but no matter what starwood hotel corporation is where i want to be at www.starwood.com the new w hotels and aloft hotels are simple sweet i helped at career fair as a voulenteer and got a free single scoop ice cream coupon and got mint choclate icecream with it and shared it happily with my girlfriend who is usually lifts a ear hearing the word icecream well so what does this have to do with life charity i guess you work for free as a voulenteer which is your charity of work and you a free ice cream coupon which is their charity and you share your ice cream well may be you can call that love so there you go folkz charity and love keep them in your lives they are important but never mix love with charity because thats worng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-8441383027985380994?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/8441383027985380994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=8441383027985380994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/8441383027985380994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/8441383027985380994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/job.html' title='job'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPga2co5ImI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mEag56nG6Ts/s72-c/career_this_way.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3867380040964488237</id><published>2008-10-15T04:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T04:07:13.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPWknwreJYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2XxOnfI4WaI/s1600-h/n89800179_30442835_3719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPWknwreJYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2XxOnfI4WaI/s320/n89800179_30442835_3719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257289143014008194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my fourth attempt to a successful blog i created several other blogs before which i deleted after a day or two because i really did not feel i needed to have a blog but now i feel that a blog is not only for me its for others as well and someone somewhere might read my words and find inspiration or may be hope and that is why i am here to share my thoughts with others here is an image that inspires me with its bright colors its a light post inverted with a beautiful hawaiian sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3867380040964488237?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3867380040964488237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3867380040964488237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3867380040964488237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3867380040964488237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-blog.html' title='why blog'/><author><name>-_- $¥€D -_-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871531095353775447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SQEI5kzl5VI/AAAAAAAAABs/ZEiqzJ0wsbE/S220/n89800179_30195822_9910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhK_WkOPoHA/SPWknwreJYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2XxOnfI4WaI/s72-c/n89800179_30442835_3719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901864513321138503.post-3483030239640436799</id><published>2008-10-14T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:19:18.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aloha! this is my first post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901864513321138503-3483030239640436799?l=syedbashar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/feeds/3483030239640436799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8901864513321138503&amp;postID=3483030239640436799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3483030239640436799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8901864513321138503/posts/default/3483030239640436799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syedbashar.blogspot.com/2008/10/aloha-this-is-my-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-_- $¥€D 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