<?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-961227578845682841</id><updated>2011-11-20T20:06:31.806+05:00</updated><category term='hormones'/><category term='2009'/><category term='crappy journalism'/><category term='news'/><category term='web'/><category term='radom thoughts'/><category term='waheed'/><category term='maldives'/><category term='politics'/><category term='annoyance'/><category term='rants'/><category term='2010'/><category term='boys'/><category term='females'/><category term='parliament'/><category term='ponders'/><category term='microblogging'/><category term='life'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='copycat'/><category term='real'/><category term='girls'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='i-kko'/><category term='internet'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='ibrahim'/><category term='techonology'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='males'/><title type='text'>mode | this and that</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1320794430913968277</id><published>2010-09-01T03:07:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T01:19:27.278+05:00</updated><title type='text'>i eh have moved.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nihilisticgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/TMsr89XL3SI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pV0WWx5GSXM/s320/moved.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to &lt;a href="http://nihilisticgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nihilisticgeek.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there soon.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1320794430913968277?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1320794430913968277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1320794430913968277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1320794430913968277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1320794430913968277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-eh-have-moved.html' title='i eh have moved.'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/TMsr89XL3SI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pV0WWx5GSXM/s72-c/moved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7000337811128484266</id><published>2010-08-28T05:15:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T05:47:32.118+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radom thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Let's start shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Three years ago, I started blogging- but by midway through, the blog slowly started losing its identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was started as strictly off politics blog, but writing about social and personal chronicles of people around me in couple of posts ridiculed some of my friends and created rifts between others. That created this mental argument -if I could not write about what I feel and think, what is the point of writing a blog? I could zip my mouth as well as tape my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Couple of incidents above, political and civic changes that took place during last three years literally put me off blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again whole point of blogging is to express oneself and call forth an argument hence create a productive discussion, there is no room to see if that offends anyone. It could offend people but that’s another discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start again shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7000337811128484266?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7000337811128484266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7000337811128484266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7000337811128484266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7000337811128484266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-start-shall-we.html' title='Let&apos;s start shall we?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7722719985852864772</id><published>2010-04-18T12:48:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T14:56:50.369+05:00</updated><title type='text'>take that, you slimey reporters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Media, which were in an induced coma for most of the time for the last forty years, in Maldives is getting one blow after another. Right in to their very core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During last few months, gangsters vandalised a local TV station, abused the staffs verbally and physically with death threats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same week, a personnel working in the print media was stabbed and was then hospitalised for critical injuries. The shocking truth is that both acts were committed in broad day light in front of public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, no! Not from gangsters or dopies. The new attack instigates itself from the highest authoritative office in the executive branch of the country. Yes, from the office of the president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office is overseen by none other than the president himself. If I do not suffer from amnesia, he is the same president who boasts being a former political prisoner, a former journalist, calls for the release of Burmese opposition leader in speeches and going as far as naming Maldives as a sanctuary for dissident journalists from Burma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately; it seems for local journalists Maldives is far from being a sanctuary. When the state owned TV station alleged Nasheed's government of leaning towards nepotism and failed system, with factual data to support the claim (believe me this is only the program that was unbiased since the last presidential election.)  The president reciprocates reporter's effort by launching an investigation on him for 'invoking hatred' towards the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how the “champion of democracy and freedom” should act or what “obama of Asia” could have done. People like me would never understand and that’s why his Press Secretary has to translate his Dhivehi quotes to Dhivehi for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Related articles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aliflaamgaaf- &lt;a href="http://aliflaamgaaf.blogspot.com/2010/04/switching-from-nepotism-to-spoil-system.html"&gt;Switching from nepotism to spoils system&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HaveeruDaily- &lt;a href="http://haveeru.com.mv/?page=details&amp;amp;id=95161"&gt;News Article [Dhivehi]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7722719985852864772?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7722719985852864772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7722719985852864772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7722719985852864772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7722719985852864772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-that-you-slimey-reporters.html' title='take that, you slimey reporters!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8475391026608391941</id><published>2010-03-30T15:31:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:42:28.107+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parliament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibrahim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waheed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>now i know how he got the woods and votes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Skimming the Haveeru News, I stumbled on this piece of&lt;a href="http://haveeru.com.mv/?page=details&amp;amp;id=94623"&gt; news&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mp for Komandoo constituency, Mr Hussain Waheed is ordered by the court to pay $478,745. Apparently he has bought 60% Satin Wood Pvt Ltd and ceased paying the original owner for some undisclosed reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this very article, a small incident happen to cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nearly seven years ago, I visited some of my relatives in Sh atoll. Back then Mr Waheed was the newly elected parliamentarian for the atoll, who in turn kicked the former parliamentarian named Ahmed Abdulla out of the seat (which Ahmed Abdulla enjoyed for very comfortable three consecutive terms with out uttering a single word in the parliament). I, for one, was very impressed that the people has started showing signs of being politically 'literate'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had the chance to mingle with the folks of the island and when the topic naturally fell to politics. I asked this middle aged man, what made them vote for Hussain Waheed instead of Ahmed Abdulla.&lt;br /&gt;The answer was simple and logical -at least for them. But it did brush away my idea of - people being 'literate' in politics or exercising their right of voting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man without much thinking or whatsoever told me that Ibrahim Waheed provided woods(and some construction materials for the island school). The reason was enough for them to vote him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now&lt;/span&gt; i know where and how he got the woods, island folk's vote and mrf 62000 per month to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8475391026608391941?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8475391026608391941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8475391026608391941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8475391026608391941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8475391026608391941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-know-how-he-got-woods-and-votes.html' title='now i know how he got the woods and votes.'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2331459775812589157</id><published>2010-02-16T18:35:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:33:34.974+05:00</updated><title type='text'>long gone</title><content type='html'>long gone are the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-mode-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2331459775812589157?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2331459775812589157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2331459775812589157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2331459775812589157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2331459775812589157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-gone-are-days-mode.html' title='long gone'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5393595923282147822</id><published>2010-01-07T16:56:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:33:55.939+05:00</updated><title type='text'>screw you spammers</title><content type='html'>Damn these spammers, you are really getting on my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5393595923282147822?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5393595923282147822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5393595923282147822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5393595923282147822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5393595923282147822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2010/01/damn-these-spammers.html' title='screw you spammers'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4117786112742057861</id><published>2009-11-22T22:58:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:29:30.090+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eid!</title><content type='html'>Another Eid is on its way. This time, to save my self from a needless torture on the boat for 13hrs, i have decided to stay in Male'. I mean last time i went to kulhudhuffushi, i paid 250/- for ticket, but had to sleep in the "wheel house" and on the deck with bonus shower of rain. So I have decided to go to kulhudhuffushi when this hype is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bro;&lt;br /&gt;He and I used to get DVDs from friends during Eid and watch movies whole day untill that it gets our mom's blood boiling, she then kicks us out see the Eid celebrations. We both roam around the island come back with in an hour to watch movies again. Thats better than seeing crossdressers and self proclaimed bands trying to show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my bro, end his "self imposed solitary confinement", go out of his room and enjoy his holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4117786112742057861?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4117786112742057861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4117786112742057861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4117786112742057861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4117786112742057861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-eid.html' title='Happy Eid!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8089533560658404846</id><published>2009-10-05T17:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:22:00.002+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw your plans. be with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8089533560658404846?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8089533560658404846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8089533560658404846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8089533560658404846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8089533560658404846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/10/screw-your-plans.html' title=''/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2077459626863433972</id><published>2009-09-28T17:39:00.008+05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:07:14.888+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microblogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='techonology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web'/><title type='text'>microblogging! and now microvideoblogging!</title><content type='html'>Maybe the micro-blogging can never fully replace the normal blogging, but that never stop new innovative thinking to be forged thus creating brand new platforms. it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldivians, at least technologically literate Maldivians, are aware of &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;,  a micro-blogging service which allows the user to post 140 character status updates and read updates from other users. Quite addictive actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Now there is a another micro-blogging service known as &lt;a href="http://robo.to/"&gt;Robo.to&lt;/a&gt;, which allows users to publish 4-second videos that act as visual status updates.  According to NewYorkTimes. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" In addition to microvideos, which can be uploaded from a webcam or a mobile phone camera and pushed out via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;with a few short lines of text, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://robo.to/"&gt;Robo.to&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is meant to be a digital calling card online or a hub that houses information about an individual’s identity on the web. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://bits.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/09/21/microbloggers-meet-the-microvideo/"&gt;[Read more]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So would this be as addictive as Twitter/Facebook? We will have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2077459626863433972?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2077459626863433972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2077459626863433972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2077459626863433972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2077459626863433972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/09/microblogging-and-now.html' title='microblogging! and now microvideoblogging!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7636669842325123061</id><published>2009-09-06T21:34:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:08:37.897+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="regular"&gt;                                                           &lt;p&gt;I smiled wearily&lt;br /&gt;With millions of unsaid words&lt;br /&gt;Which you heard without a voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turned you my back&lt;br /&gt;And walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I longed to hear the words&lt;br /&gt;Those exact words&lt;br /&gt;Whispered with your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I looked into&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Pleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given up on you&lt;br /&gt;And learned to live on my own&lt;br /&gt;In my own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world cannot be shuttered&lt;br /&gt;with just mere words&lt;br /&gt;even if those are the same I longed for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7636669842325123061?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7636669842325123061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7636669842325123061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7636669842325123061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7636669842325123061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/09/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3255856488807582524</id><published>2009-09-06T03:35:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:36:42.997+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radom thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Just because...</title><content type='html'>Just because i dont call you everynight before i sleep or even after i wake in the morning, it doesn't mean i don't remember you or i don't miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Or Just because i dont complain about every single thing, that doesnt mean i'm contented or i dont have any complains.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't just what you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3255856488807582524?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3255856488807582524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3255856488807582524' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3255856488807582524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3255856488807582524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-because.html' title='Just because...'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5785613534499065767</id><published>2009-08-12T09:35:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:37:54.859+05:00</updated><title type='text'>mvblogs new layout</title><content type='html'>I really hate the new mvblogs.org skin and its layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ctrl+click to open new links on a new tab in firefox doesn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the admins of the mvblogs.org should consider giving the people like me (who hates the current layout) the option to change back to older view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change for better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not just for the sake of change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5785613534499065767?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5785613534499065767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5785613534499065767' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5785613534499065767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5785613534499065767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-really-hate-new-mvblogs.html' title='mvblogs new layout'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-9035647895503337760</id><published>2009-05-24T18:21:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:23:25.591+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>i must be mad</title><content type='html'>*takes a gun and shoots head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-9035647895503337760?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/9035647895503337760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=9035647895503337760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9035647895503337760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9035647895503337760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-must-be-mad.html' title='i must be mad'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8812667749242208797</id><published>2009-05-03T02:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:25:14.692+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>not very interesting!</title><content type='html'>having a hard time dividing time between exams, quizzes, lap reports, overdue assignments and, of course, World of Warcrafts!!&lt;br /&gt;also retreating from a nearly suicidal and failed mission in my social life if you know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8812667749242208797?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8812667749242208797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8812667749242208797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8812667749242208797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8812667749242208797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-very-interesting.html' title='not very interesting!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1222676587478134654</id><published>2009-04-09T07:43:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:05:46.828+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radom thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>effing friends i call them</title><content type='html'>effin' friends I call them. you help them; you lie to your parents for them. you tell all your secrets to them. you stay with them when they need you. you know they would flunk in the exams and that’s why you do their assignments for them even if that costs you your sleep and you are going to miss your class next morning. you take their cigar packs with you to save their butt even if you know that its your butt now on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, you save them from *hit loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do they repay you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by screwing up your life in one second flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1222676587478134654?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1222676587478134654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1222676587478134654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1222676587478134654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1222676587478134654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/04/effing-friends-i-call-them.html' title='effing friends i call them'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-9181832943600257892</id><published>2009-03-26T15:57:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:11:56.182+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>let me google it for you ^.^</title><content type='html'>Being involved with internet more than a normal person would be(according to others), i get lot of requests to find websites, songs, info and all........and above all i get these requests at odd times.&lt;br /&gt;all i do is google it. and i tell them i don't do any magic and they can google it themselves. To my annoyance they don't.&lt;br /&gt;now i have a solution. though its a bit rude, it works!!&lt;br /&gt;here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a typical msn chat logs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(me gets online after long time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend:&lt;/span&gt; hey howdies? whats da websit address of collg of highr educatn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; not sure. search in google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend:&lt;/span&gt;  i hav. bt cudn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; ok. wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; ok here &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ccljxm"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ccljxm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me sign off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-9181832943600257892?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/9181832943600257892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=9181832943600257892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9181832943600257892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9181832943600257892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-involved-with-internet-more-than.html' title='let me google it for you ^.^'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3945838781096490266</id><published>2009-03-22T14:46:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:38:03.012+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maldives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy journalism'/><title type='text'>Journalism at its best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;journalism at its best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jazeeradaily reports.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jazeera.com.mv/posts/view/19852"&gt;President meets personnels from film industry and gives happy news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(roughly translated with my broken English....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3945838781096490266?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3945838781096490266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3945838781096490266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3945838781096490266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3945838781096490266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/03/journalism-at-its-best.html' title='Journalism at its best!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-9159786637777854221</id><published>2009-03-17T16:28:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:25:37.909+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radom thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hormones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='females'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>survival of the fittest!!</title><content type='html'>Maldivian boys(hormone imbalanced adult males included) are fighting over the female species(which according to the some researches are twice in population than that of the males).&lt;br /&gt;two weeks back one was stabbed to death. like they wanna impress the females by showing how superior they really are even if that is to kill the other competing males.&lt;br /&gt;open any random daily news paper you will see new(yet another) fighting for the survival of the fittest- to get a chance to win a mating session with the female i suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update: could not help but wondering why not do something amazing like this in Maldives and instead of the killing and stabbing&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers with a £56 camera and latex balloon have managed to take stunning pictures from 20 miles above Earth.&lt;p&gt;Proving that you don't need Google's billions or the BBC weather centre's resources, the four Spanish students managed to send a camera-operated weather balloon into the stratosphere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taking atmospheric readings and photographs, the Meteotek team of IES La Bisbal school in Spanish Catalonia completed their incredible experiment at the end of February this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read full story &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1162659/Students-tie-56-camera-balloon-send-edge-space-capture-stunning-images-Earth.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-9159786637777854221?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/9159786637777854221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=9159786637777854221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9159786637777854221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/9159786637777854221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/03/survival-of-fittest.html' title='survival of the fittest!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3173259860976452973</id><published>2009-03-11T19:15:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:22:01.198+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life quotes</title><content type='html'>During physics lecture/tutorial&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;physics lecturer:&lt;/span&gt; so you finished the home work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student:&lt;/span&gt; yes. partly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;physics lecturer:&lt;/span&gt; let me see.&lt;br /&gt;*student fiddling with the papers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student:&lt;/span&gt; Miss, why don't you save the headache. it won't make any sense even if u see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student1:&lt;/span&gt; why don't we start studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student2:&lt;/span&gt; what do you think we are doing for an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student1:&lt;/span&gt; sizing up all the girls here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student2:&lt;/span&gt; yeah that's what we call studying for life, bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real life sayings. names omitted because some people are stupid enough to get offended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3173259860976452973?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3173259860976452973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3173259860976452973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3173259860976452973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3173259860976452973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-quotes.html' title='life quotes'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6873569776345477150</id><published>2009-03-04T16:41:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:42:48.499+05:00</updated><title type='text'>friends4eva</title><content type='html'>friends 4 eva&lt;br /&gt;lovya loads&lt;br /&gt;4 March 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6873569776345477150?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6873569776345477150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6873569776345477150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6873569776345477150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6873569776345477150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends4eva.html' title='friends4eva'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3683670716427012452</id><published>2009-02-25T19:49:00.008+05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:17:42.271+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest: Assertiveness</title><content type='html'>Since im still on the quest and havent succeeded i thought i would write about what i have come across in my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assertiveness is defined by some people as the ability to express one's needs and thoughts confidently without hiding.&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms that means if mister X is assertive&lt;br /&gt;     1. mister X feels good about himself&lt;br /&gt;     2. mister X feels free to express his feelings, thoughts and desires and knows his right and that makes other people know how to deal with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats a little bit of  background.&lt;br /&gt;But my problem is not with this, but with opposite of what i have written.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like miss Z&lt;br /&gt;     1. who is unable to (or can not) express anger or frustration for some (weird or not) reasons.&lt;br /&gt;     2. has difficulties of saying no (there are many people i assure you)&lt;br /&gt;     3. allows others to take advantage of them (who doesnt feel that in way some point of life eh?)&lt;br /&gt;     4. has difficulties in expressing affection (not only in gf-bf situations but family, kids..etc)&lt;br /&gt;     5. thinks that (she) does not have the right to express their thoughts and feelings. or that what she tells is unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;So this makes  peoples like Miss Z life very difficult. Almost unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usq.edu.au/studentservices/counselling/issues/assertive.htm"&gt;http://www.usq.edu.au/studentservices/counselling/issues/assertive.htm &lt;/a&gt;accessed 25/02/2009&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assertiveness"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assertiveness&lt;/a&gt; accessed 25/02/2009&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3683670716427012452?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3683670716427012452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3683670716427012452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3683670716427012452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3683670716427012452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/02/quest-assertiveness.html' title='Quest: Assertiveness'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3757422486208147702</id><published>2009-02-16T13:06:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:33:37.132+05:00</updated><title type='text'>whats on my mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what are human beings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             so far i have got a biological definition. which talks about sleeping, eating, mating and a higher level of thinking.  im not satisfied!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are they basically good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human are neither good or bad. the characeter which we call personality is shaped by experiences and enviroment/society. we later label the people "bad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are they born that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  who said babies are bad. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are they controlled or controlling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partly yes, they are controlled and they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what motivates them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic needs. foods,water, mating and shelter. these are basic needs, 0thers can be simplified to these needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can people change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do they change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of experiences, interactions and situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does something external cause them to change or must it come from with in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks away cursing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might write the answers sometime later, if i haven't gone mad by then. To see my 'state of my mind', check out &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cordiemaverick"&gt;http://twitter.com/cordiemaverick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;., lack of blogging is partly due to studying, lack of creative mind juices and my mind going havoc. (^^,).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;update: &lt;/span&gt;i wrote some answers.  25 January 2009 at 8:35&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3757422486208147702?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3757422486208147702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3757422486208147702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3757422486208147702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3757422486208147702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='whats on my mind?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7785533097391945080</id><published>2009-01-22T18:19:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:23:21.780+05:00</updated><title type='text'>i like</title><content type='html'>i like computers and any thing to do with computers like softwares...&lt;br /&gt;i like expensive mobile phones and cheap ones if they are really good&lt;br /&gt;i like internet&lt;br /&gt;i like books. ranging from philosophy to classic romantic novels. anything on books.&lt;br /&gt;i like arts&lt;br /&gt;i like drawings, to draw.. to copy.&lt;br /&gt;i like journalism. freelance what ever. especially radio journalism if there is any....&lt;br /&gt;i like photography. sceneries, crowds, babies.....&lt;br /&gt;i like to travel around the world. the remote, rural places on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;i like British English, their accent. the peoples too.&lt;br /&gt;i like movies....&lt;br /&gt;i like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;i like girrrrrrls :p. the smart, independent, educated and opinionated ones. beauty is just a bonus, doesn't really count :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i complain a lot and happen to hate many things, got this biigggg idea to write about what i like.&lt;br /&gt;the list is random. and is not in any order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7785533097391945080?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7785533097391945080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7785533097391945080' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7785533097391945080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7785533097391945080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-like.html' title='i like'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-640672582870491882</id><published>2009-01-13T03:15:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T03:19:08.281+05:00</updated><title type='text'>do we ever get contented?</title><content type='html'>Back in January 2008 when I went to male’ I left everything I own here, I left my family and my friends here. I have nothing awaiting for me in male’.&lt;br /&gt;And there wasn’t any second I spend in male, that I didn’t long to come back here. I lay on my bed every night counting the seconds, minutes, hours and weeks then months before I could come here.&lt;br /&gt;And now Im here back with family. Actually been here for four weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel that contented. I still feel so incomplete. I feel that I have left so many things that belong to me back in male’. I left People I need and people who needs me. There isn’t any end to this, is it?&lt;br /&gt;So let my thoughts rest there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-640672582870491882?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/640672582870491882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=640672582870491882' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/640672582870491882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/640672582870491882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-we-ever-get-contented.html' title='do we ever get contented?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4918058594509668505</id><published>2008-12-23T21:52:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:55:47.298+05:00</updated><title type='text'>my blogging frequency</title><content type='html'>there was a time i used to connect my nokia 3230 as modem to my laptop and use that to update my blog. which costs roughly Mrf20 per post. but now look at this blog! sheesh! unbelievable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4918058594509668505?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4918058594509668505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4918058594509668505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4918058594509668505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4918058594509668505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-was-time-i-used-to-connect-my.html' title='my blogging frequency'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6681741456280818569</id><published>2008-12-03T15:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:56:59.830+05:00</updated><title type='text'>on life</title><content type='html'>let the life roll and steer its own way, i have always advocated for that.&lt;br /&gt;imagine what im gonna write here, use your wildest and the grossest imagination possible.&lt;br /&gt;but the conclusion should be that the life sucks. yeah you got me right. life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6681741456280818569?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6681741456280818569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6681741456280818569' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6681741456280818569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6681741456280818569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-life.html' title='on life'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2052204897414187754</id><published>2008-11-02T17:36:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:41:32.978+05:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee break</title><content type='html'>i was having a coffee with a friend during my break time. then there went a girl i know who was divorced and was having lot of trouble staying on a stable relationship. i asked my friend who was so preoccupied with his coffee and humming to a song from the campaign.&lt;br /&gt;"what could be reason that Maldivians are so against marrying a younger man and a older women? and if the woman had a failure in her earlier marriage its almost impossible get on with her life."&lt;br /&gt;he stopped his song and look at me as if i had just said that some one is going to commit a suicide.&lt;br /&gt;"what?, you like her?" he replied mockingly.&lt;br /&gt;"no, but stick to the topic, the reason???" i told him.&lt;br /&gt;"its just not good idea, maybe something wrong with the woman got her divorced" he said blankly, "only a desperate man would opt for her". Still looking at me mockingly.&lt;br /&gt;i thought if i keep on talking like this what else would he be thinking about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2052204897414187754?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2052204897414187754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2052204897414187754' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2052204897414187754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2052204897414187754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/11/coffee-break.html' title='coffee break'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1318672481290599337</id><published>2008-10-12T14:26:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:33:21.798+05:00</updated><title type='text'>de-emptifying post</title><content type='html'>this place looks lonely and i don't wanna talk about the politics. so let this place be lonely again!&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the lecturers who keep canceling/post phoning  classes at the last minute via sms as if we can teleport our bodily masses from one place to other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1318672481290599337?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1318672481290599337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1318672481290599337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1318672481290599337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1318672481290599337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/10/de-emptifying-post.html' title='de-emptifying post'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4738566930557332747</id><published>2008-09-28T12:58:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:01:59.619+05:00</updated><title type='text'>examifed peotry</title><content type='html'>we have a test today but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am all filled out&lt;br /&gt;with a heap of doubt&lt;br /&gt;of all negative thought&lt;br /&gt;of just getting a naught"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sms received from xiide, on my way to class)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4738566930557332747?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4738566930557332747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4738566930557332747' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4738566930557332747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4738566930557332747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/09/examifed-peotry.html' title='examifed peotry'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5203495006359442077</id><published>2008-09-22T12:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:23:36.286+05:00</updated><title type='text'>state of mind</title><content type='html'>in a mental war of obsession, rage, guilt and guts. :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5203495006359442077?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5203495006359442077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5203495006359442077' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5203495006359442077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5203495006359442077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/09/state-of-mind.html' title='state of mind'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4069000798901702645</id><published>2008-09-15T14:26:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:29:32.973+05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy b'day lavender</title><content type='html'>i met her when i was in grade seven. back then she was she and i was i. she was always in a group of girls and i was very new and most of the time did talk to anyone. i cant really remember the day talked. anyway we weren't friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next year in 2001, we both promoted to grade eight and happened to be in same class. we talked a bit and better half of the three years in olevel i sat right infront of her and we used to exchange dhivehi songs(she and her friends had notebooks full of lyrics on it). anyway like in grade seven i didnt talk to her much. girls in our class out number by three times. and there was lot of gigglings from girls so i didn't dare to talk to her except on few occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met again in alevel in 2004, and we became close friends, we did lots of studyings. and even after the alevel we did group studies and sat for the exam together, we put in our application for our first jobs together, to same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there she is faraway from here, but still she is she.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday &lt;a href="http://me-lavendergirl.blogspot.com"&gt;lavendergirl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;many many happy returns of the day&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i did wish you in advance too :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4069000798901702645?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4069000798901702645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4069000798901702645' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4069000798901702645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4069000798901702645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-bday-lavender.html' title='happy b&apos;day lavender'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4634375221789463043</id><published>2008-09-07T12:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:48:43.639+05:00</updated><title type='text'>need an answer</title><content type='html'>fasting season hit me hard, and we moved to a new house- so lets sum up what have happened to me during these days.&lt;br /&gt;to start with, to all girls(specially)&lt;br /&gt;what makes you jealous of your boy friends(this includes all boys who are friends)?&lt;br /&gt;just asked?&lt;br /&gt;may be i can draw a graph like&lt;a href="http://bulhaa,blogspot.com"&gt; bulhaa&lt;/a&gt; did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4634375221789463043?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4634375221789463043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4634375221789463043' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4634375221789463043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4634375221789463043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/09/need-answer.html' title='need an answer'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8272348768001881347</id><published>2008-08-27T12:10:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:59:59.164+05:00</updated><title type='text'>does this happen to you?</title><content type='html'>I have many things to write but all of them, one way or another, are 'classified' by some person. this blog is mine, no one own this except mine yet i see myself with lot of ideas but unable to write it here. i fear that one day even by chance one of this particular some one sees this, they would feel i betrayed their trust.&lt;br /&gt;You could say, even i say to myself that i can distort the facts and add a little bit of salt and sugar, heat it a bit, put two three chillies and keep it here so that few other people would at least can smell it if not taste it. true, but its so materialistic and unreal like the food we eat everyday at Fizzes.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i do not qualify for a blogger even after a year. i stare at the screen gawked, write two three lines, delete it afterwards then close the browser.  look around if any one s looking at me, scratch my head stand up and walk away cursing. and finally after five years i see myself fed up with internet. unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;closing thought: people i do not even dream can be jealous, could be quite jealous and possessive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8272348768001881347?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8272348768001881347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8272348768001881347' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8272348768001881347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8272348768001881347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-this-happen-to-you.html' title='does this happen to you?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-851610756844132906</id><published>2008-08-24T12:33:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:36:34.622+05:00</updated><title type='text'>normal blabbers</title><content type='html'>after spending so much time i finally found a template of my taste(i still like my earlier template more). hope no ones got this one in the mvblogosphere. and is compatible with the all these browsers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-851610756844132906?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/851610756844132906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=851610756844132906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/851610756844132906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/851610756844132906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/08/normal-blabbers.html' title='normal blabbers'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8863428417991549221</id><published>2008-08-18T15:25:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:38:00.063+05:00</updated><title type='text'>im not sure!!!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SKlPKT3OHCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NUdlGB158Ik/s1600-h/first-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SKlPKT3OHCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NUdlGB158Ik/s320/first-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235803080344083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every one has a secret 'crush' on someone other than the person you are claiming to be your 'true love'. But you wouldn't dare to tell her/him or anyone else given the fact that person is a very close friend of yours, a colleague, a class mate or perhaps a relative.&lt;br /&gt;distinguishing characteristics of this relationship might include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * acting rather hostile towards that person&lt;br /&gt;    * feeling jealous when the him/her is seen with a her/him&lt;br /&gt;    * secretly plotting to put an end to that person's relationship&lt;br /&gt;    * reminding yourself(constantly) that you are not in love with him/her&lt;br /&gt;    * giving a blunt negative answer to him/her when asked out or been proposed&lt;br /&gt;    * and most probably you are in a 'serious' relationship now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im, in no means claiming that im a love guru or an expert human relationships. bear that in your mind take a sec or two....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveistoartas.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/first-love.jpg"&gt;picture courtesy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8863428417991549221?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8863428417991549221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8863428417991549221' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8863428417991549221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8863428417991549221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-sure.html' title='im not sure!!!???'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SKlPKT3OHCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NUdlGB158Ik/s72-c/first-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4938059009184418216</id><published>2008-08-17T11:37:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:01:11.627+05:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder</title><content type='html'>Out of blue a girl, you did not even consider so close, come up and told you that she just got divorced, looking rather pleased with herself, what would you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about writing a long post about this, but its an issue of privacy so thats all i could write!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4938059009184418216?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4938059009184418216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4938059009184418216' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4938059009184418216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4938059009184418216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wonder.html' title='i wonder'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5208093718675277395</id><published>2008-08-13T11:43:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:36:20.056+05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday special!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/4i3gQo4b1cmoobnxUPXjZ2Uy_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/4i3gQo4b1cmoobnxUPXjZ2Uy_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my b'day cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;new day new begining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the August 13, my blog has grown up to a toddler. yeah its been a year since i started blogging officially. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;on this occasion i have decided to write about the how i began blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;first maldivian blog i stumbled upon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i browse internet using my mobile almost all the time. especially at night. i was googling for some medical terms, i ended up on this one. &lt;a href="http://dancinrain.blogspot.com/"&gt;dancinrain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;i was much suprised to know this was a "website" by a maldivian student who is(/was) studying abroad. i didnt sleep that night. i read all the posts in the "website". and ended up on many other maldivian sites of such. but sadly my credit was eaten up by dhiraagu around 4:30 in the morning. well this "website" is my inspiration to blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;other blogs and mvblogosphere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following day in the office, i had few works to do. so i decided to find more about my new obsession. i researched about "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blogger_%28service%29"&gt;blogspot&lt;/a&gt;" and knew its called blogs (shortened for weblogs) supported by google. and blogging is the most vibrant part of the new internet community. and later found out that there is a site which collects updates (feeds) from all the maldivian blogs. &lt;a href="http://www.mvblogs.org/"&gt;Mvblogosphere&lt;/a&gt; (not quite true....have to submit the url first)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;found few other blogs like &lt;a href="http://crazysuja.blogspot.com/"&gt;.mini&lt;/a&gt;   and  &lt;a href="http://crazysuja.blogspot.com/"&gt;crazysuja&lt;/a&gt;  a school mate!!&lt;a href="http://crazysuja.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;commenting on blogs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started visiting &lt;a href="http://www.mvblogs.org/"&gt;mvblogosphere&lt;/a&gt; and reading blogs regulary. it took few days, there i was commenting on blogs. i have used numerous number of alias but anonymous remained my favourite, learned how to create blogs in the blogspot and started testing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;idea of blogging!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of that week when a colleague of mine and i were talking about internet i mentioned about the blogs. and it seems he was roaming through the blogs as well. after that we used go through the blogs on the blogosphere and come up with ideas to comment. and one day after a such session of discussion, he left saying&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"mode i think you should create a blog yourself." well, i have a secret, a hidden blog by name of http://modespage.blogspot.com. posted two posts on it and latter deleted it because i could not update properly and doesnt look half nice as other blogs. by the way i got two comments on that one by &lt;a href="http://meehaku-moyavedhaane-ennu.blogspot.com/"&gt;.mini&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://golden-lotuz-aisha.blogspot.com/"&gt;goldenlotuz aisha&lt;/a&gt;. then i created another one and started playing html codes and found about themes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;official start&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by then i have known a lot about blogging and created my new blog http://modespage-online.blogspot.com and posted my first post on 13 August 2007, submitted the url to mvblogosphere. but i didnt tell anyone about that except my colleague [maldivianmosaic] who also created a blog &lt;a href="http://thoughtsunboxed.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thoughtsunboxed.blogspot.com&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtsunboxed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my identity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people know as blogger and many know me in person. but few of those people know me as a both blogger and a real person. but i now have many friends, a lots of friends in &lt;a href="http://www.mvblogs.org/"&gt;mvblogosphere&lt;/a&gt;. very close friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging and me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging did change me a lot but I would write about that some other time!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a big thankyou to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meehaku-moyavedhaane-ennu.blogspot.com/"&gt;.mini&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shweet-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;shweeeeet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.xefrox.blogspot.com/"&gt;xefrox&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.i-kko.blogspot.com/"&gt;i-kko&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.dawnlights.blogspot.com/"&gt; aesha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.me-lavendergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;lavendergirl&lt;/a&gt;, maldivianmosaic, &lt;a href="http://heyaxe.blogspot.com/"&gt;axe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.moyameehaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;moyameehaa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://golden-lotuz-aisha.blogspot.com/"&gt;aisha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bulhaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;bulhaa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.redvixen.blogspot.com/"&gt;radvixen&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://halfpixel.blogspot.com/"&gt;halfpixel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;special thanks to Lavendary for being with me all the time and their ideas and inspirations for axe and maldivian mosaic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and many other bloggers(sorry if i miss any body) as well for accepting me for what im. and to all people who ever commented on my blog, supported me, visited to my blog, i may not know you but you are part of me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a weird coincidence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;this is a coincidence i swear, and i didnt know till today that i started blogging on my birthday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;thankyou for reading&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;image by: One and Only KokkY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5208093718675277395?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5208093718675277395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5208093718675277395' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5208093718675277395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5208093718675277395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-special.html' title='birthday special!!!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3104869010062186637</id><published>2008-07-23T13:03:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:17:14.759+05:00</updated><title type='text'>break time</title><content type='html'>need to take a break again! i know i take too many breaks. just need to spend a little more time in studying. but will poke in here if i cant resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: thankz to all those bloggers who came for the meetup. a special thankz to shweeeeet!. thankyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3104869010062186637?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3104869010062186637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3104869010062186637' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3104869010062186637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3104869010062186637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/break-time.html' title='break time'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6201725741632225985</id><published>2008-07-19T13:45:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:51:09.807+05:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.meehaku-moyavedhaane-ennu.blogspot.com/"&gt;.mini&lt;/a&gt; tags mode hahahahahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things that i love&lt;br /&gt;my family(cant love enough i guess)&lt;br /&gt;my friends(few special ones)&lt;br /&gt;my phone (cant liv with out!!)&lt;br /&gt;my laptop(my galfriend hahaha) [winks at shweeeeet]&lt;br /&gt;my blog(accepting watever i write with out complaining, not even once. can you believ this!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five things i hate&lt;br /&gt;my self (no commnt....)&lt;br /&gt;my hotmail account(for givvim so much twoulbe)&lt;br /&gt;facebook (do i hav to tell you thisz....)&lt;br /&gt;chain mails (i get lotsa mails. askin to forward, thn i will be billionaire, my daughter is dyin....fakes fakes!!)&lt;br /&gt;people who expects too much from me. (com on gimme a break will ya!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five people to tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-kko.blogspot.com/"&gt;i-kko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xefrox.blogspot.com/"&gt;xefrox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xeeeko.blogspot.com/"&gt;xeeko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heyaxe.blogspot.com/"&gt;axe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dawnlights.blogspot.com/"&gt;aesha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i tagged twice. i didnt start this rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6201725741632225985?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6201725741632225985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6201725741632225985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6201725741632225985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6201725741632225985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-again.html' title='tagged again!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3626359169138037719</id><published>2008-07-16T13:02:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:03:30.588+05:00</updated><title type='text'>aah not again! &amp;$%#@@</title><content type='html'>throat is itchy.&lt;br /&gt;nose is sorta blocked, may be it really is.&lt;br /&gt;voice is eer well like i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;headache is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;eyes is watery.&lt;br /&gt;aachchchoooo!&lt;br /&gt;yea ya you guessed it right.&lt;br /&gt;its poor me, again down with common cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3626359169138037719?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3626359169138037719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3626359169138037719' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3626359169138037719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3626359169138037719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/aah-not-again.html' title='aah not again! &amp;$%#@@'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8650023267010783149</id><published>2008-07-14T16:32:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:48.000+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oxford Murders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SHs6eLgdbqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/l8P1OgOsGOs/s1600-h/Oxford_murders_post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SHs6eLgdbqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/l8P1OgOsGOs/s320/Oxford_murders_post.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222832483025645218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the movie &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Oxford_Murders_%28film%29"&gt;The Oxford Murders&lt;/a&gt; few days ago. i highly recommend this one if you are a freak interested in Mathematical/Logical series and Philosophy. well I'm a bit freakish(if not all) so its interesting for me, besides we are studying Series and Sequence and how they behave when it reaches infinity, in first two weeks of this semester, which i should say, is quite interesting plus time consuming to think about it. but, to do exercise on that topic is another business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: there are bit of eeeer eh scenes in the movie so its +16 (don't blame me). by the way I'm not very good at suggesting movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo taken from: &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/dd/Oxford_murders_post.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia-Free Encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8650023267010783149?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8650023267010783149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8650023267010783149' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8650023267010783149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8650023267010783149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/oxford-murders.html' title='The Oxford Murders'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SHs6eLgdbqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/l8P1OgOsGOs/s72-c/Oxford_murders_post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6853816090302385875</id><published>2008-07-09T13:06:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:51:22.148+05:00</updated><title type='text'>new lecturer!!!</title><content type='html'>when the new semester began, one of our  lecturer has vanished in to thin air. and replacement(temporarily) came from much-talked-about CHSE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;we feel like we are back to an Olevel class. she kept explaining the theories while reminding us to be silent in every two seconds for whole sixty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaa!! autocratic!&lt;br /&gt;come on!&lt;br /&gt;we are not kids any more. we will question or share what we know about the topic with others. we will not glue our butts to the chair for two whole hours. what was she thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so much for blabbering about this! she no longer is our lecturer! some Praphul is on the way!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6853816090302385875?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6853816090302385875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6853816090302385875' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6853816090302385875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6853816090302385875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-lecture.html' title='new lecturer!!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3526349032411931498</id><published>2008-07-03T15:01:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:11:05.984+05:00</updated><title type='text'>a typical true story</title><content type='html'>a boy in his teens falls in love with a girl in his class,&lt;br /&gt;the girl being unaware of this, takes a close friend of him as boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;after the end of their studies both girl and boy take two different path in life.&lt;br /&gt;by then the girl gets bored with  'dominant' boyfriend of hers  and dumps him.&lt;br /&gt;then 'follows her heart' and finds 'true love' again.&lt;br /&gt;the boy tries to recover from his infatuation&lt;br /&gt;and resists the temptation to find any thing about her.&lt;br /&gt;but his infatuation gets better of  him.&lt;br /&gt;he sends a message to her saying how she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;but she, being the girl she is, replies rather rudely.&lt;br /&gt;boy feeling how foolish he is, decides its useless.&lt;br /&gt;but later girl knows who he is, sends a message&lt;br /&gt;'i kno who u r n how much u luvs me. i luv u2 mor thn anybody else'.&lt;br /&gt;the boy smiles to himself, deletes the message,&lt;br /&gt;removes her number from his contacts&lt;br /&gt;and changes his own number.&lt;br /&gt;they never talk or meet afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: i know the girl but im not sure if i understand the boy in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3526349032411931498?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3526349032411931498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3526349032411931498' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3526349032411931498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3526349032411931498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/typical-true-story.html' title='a typical true story'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5792597308705165277</id><published>2008-07-01T17:29:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:30:44.339+05:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy thoughts</title><content type='html'>lets us, the mvblogosphere, have a strike and demand for a payment for blogging. i mean we are not asking for a pay rise. just a Rf 20 per post(if more than one posts per 24hrs, only one counts in) would be enough for what we are doing for the our country. we are not demanding a single laari more than that.&lt;br /&gt;im not making fun of the teachers(i fully support them), but those bigheads have called the strike off already. what a crap! typical maldivians with typical thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;do have look at this &lt;a href="http://brainswashed.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. a nice one updated thru mobile only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5792597308705165277?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5792597308705165277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5792597308705165277' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5792597308705165277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5792597308705165277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-thoughts.html' title='crazy thoughts'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2435663499868466549</id><published>2008-06-29T11:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:53:46.637+05:00</updated><title type='text'>what i did?</title><content type='html'>phew im  back at Male'&lt;br /&gt;spend nearly five days in my island. and its heck of five days. lets list the things i managed to do in five days.&lt;br /&gt;1. went to my older workplace.&lt;br /&gt;2. went coffee with my older colleagues(more than once).&lt;br /&gt;3. went a dinner with naadhu and madhee&lt;br /&gt;4. manage lure one of my senior colleague to install utorrent and download few movies&lt;br /&gt;5. got to do some works for the workplace(nearly finished)&lt;br /&gt;6. watched semi and quarter finals of Euro2008.&lt;br /&gt;7. me and kokky tried to convert VCDs to a DVD,&lt;br /&gt;8. we at last burned the DVDs after damaging one.&lt;br /&gt;there are few others things tooo :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the coffee meeting with foniboki&lt;br /&gt;and with xaahi &amp; abdulla...would make up for that in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to self-proclaimed IT guys in the workplace:&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i went there you guys went through so much difficulty and has to deactivate my login account eh! but i hav my login back, don't i ?. go figure your self guys. i know more than ten different logins if you must know. and if you dont configure your server properly you will be in a much bigger shock when i go back there in December.&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, your precious video clips and photos would not only be in your little secret share in the network. trust me guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2435663499868466549?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2435663499868466549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2435663499868466549' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2435663499868466549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2435663499868466549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-i-did.html' title='what i did?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2715610849430880179</id><published>2008-06-26T20:33:00.004+05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:24:15.530+05:00</updated><title type='text'>back to Male'</title><content type='html'>im comming back to Male' on saturday again! No need to blabber about how im gonna miss my home  again. i have come over it like how i came over lots of other things!&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] Been sleeping from around six in the evening and wake up to find Russia two down to Spain. Oh no not again!&lt;br /&gt;Yet another Guss Hiddins semifinal i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2715610849430880179?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2715610849430880179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2715610849430880179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2715610849430880179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2715610849430880179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-male.html' title='back to Male&apos;'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7727648795999213852</id><published>2008-06-24T19:26:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:43:40.987+05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets be original!!</title><content type='html'>well i use "nothing more, nothing less" as my blog description and after reading this &lt;a href="http://fruityloopsy.blogspot.com/2008/06/original.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; by fruityloops, i thought wow!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing is original any more but lets try to be original.&lt;br /&gt;i checked my blog description on the Google and that was all over the place&lt;br /&gt;there is a song of that name and a Maldivian blogger[&lt;a href="http://www.maishahmed.com/"&gt;Maisha&lt;/a&gt;] too who uses "Its me, nothing more nothing less" as her profile description.&lt;br /&gt;any way i didn't know any of that, i just wrote what came first came to my mind as the blog description.&lt;br /&gt;so here is the new description i came up with&lt;br /&gt;'think think and do the worst!'&lt;br /&gt;thats what i do all the time and almost all of us too :p&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't find the same saying on the internet!&lt;br /&gt;by the way any of you noticed the description before. eeer i guess no!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7727648795999213852?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7727648795999213852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7727648795999213852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7727648795999213852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7727648795999213852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-be-original.html' title='lets be original!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1149263943947488726</id><published>2008-06-20T22:10:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:16:06.977+05:00</updated><title type='text'>To: dear lovers</title><content type='html'>i have been wondering that when the girls and boys are in love they wanted to show off to others that they are the best couples in the world. the ideal ones to be exact. that everything that she does is only for him. and everything he says is for her. for him she is the most beautiful thing in the world. she is most caring for him. he is most understanding person in the world. they write all those poems and cute songs for each other expressing those "lovely feelings" for each other. when he is away everything around her is incomplete. when she is not with him then for him everything is useless and valueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats all this fuss is about? simple and plain, pretend to the whole world that they are the most dedicated lovers or couples or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when he is most understanding person why the hell is he friggin jealous when she talks to her friend(s).&lt;br /&gt;and when she is most caring and honest, she some how has to go nuts when she sees a one sms sent to him from a cousin. and when they trust each other more than anything in the universe some how she has to block all the contacts in the msn! and he had her password to sign in.&lt;br /&gt;so this is the real picture eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: .mini said we are growing up and there are less and less posts on love-relationships now days. but are we really  growing up?&lt;br /&gt;and im back at my island with my family again...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1149263943947488726?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1149263943947488726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1149263943947488726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1149263943947488726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1149263943947488726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-dear-lovers.html' title='To: dear lovers'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4147600941003424508</id><published>2008-06-07T10:37:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:42:21.321+05:00</updated><title type='text'>study break</title><content type='html'>the best time to get fever. DURING the study break. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;so that u dont get time to revise and MC wouldnt be accepted either.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;lets see if my mind can muster any thing to write in the test papers. trust me its blank!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4147600941003424508?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4147600941003424508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4147600941003424508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4147600941003424508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4147600941003424508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/06/study-break.html' title='study break'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1871904441028843570</id><published>2008-05-28T19:23:00.006+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:49.153+05:00</updated><title type='text'>random thots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SD1stKK1lGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fp3D46cIjlc/s1600-h/CD151+Excel+in+Exams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SD1stKK1lGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fp3D46cIjlc/s320/CD151+Excel+in+Exams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205436267389883490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone takes breaks when their exam starts to wink in the next corner.&lt;br /&gt;well, lets be freakingly unique. here im with my exams starting on June sixth!&lt;br /&gt;i don't need glucks from anyone but a dummy to do my exams while i have a nice little nap at home.&lt;br /&gt;any volunteers? any way, your help would be much appreciated with one coca cola bottle per day. a small one that is, i'm not rich you know ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we part for time being, there is no need to lie me and pretending to be really nice. i don't give a damn thing about it except for certain people =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye blog wanderers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.dreamconnection.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;dreamconnections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1871904441028843570?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1871904441028843570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1871904441028843570' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1871904441028843570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1871904441028843570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thots.html' title='random thots'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SD1stKK1lGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fp3D46cIjlc/s72-c/CD151+Excel+in+Exams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6932692080728723434</id><published>2008-04-29T19:16:00.003+05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:21:46.014+05:00</updated><title type='text'>hibernation mode</title><content type='html'>okay this blog is officially on hibernation mode.&lt;br /&gt;dunno when will it be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry both kokky and marreee&lt;br /&gt;for my stupidity about you know what. o_O&lt;br /&gt;im just plain stupid most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You all Buddies Here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6932692080728723434?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6932692080728723434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6932692080728723434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6932692080728723434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6932692080728723434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/hibernation-mode.html' title='hibernation mode'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8453840618952234751</id><published>2008-04-20T13:17:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:50.397+05:00</updated><title type='text'>another madness!!!!</title><content type='html'>Don't try this at home. well, if you try, i don't take blames.&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered what happen when you replaced the mother geese and take up her place in the nest of the gosling's!&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing this, like normal geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SAr82sJExsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5rqVzgA-bNw/s1600-h/51-09x-GeeseImprinting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SAr82sJExsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5rqVzgA-bNw/s320/51-09x-GeeseImprinting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191239536990275266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they opted for this. O_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SAr9FMJExtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ROvL1Fi_Q30/s1600-h/51-09-LorenzAndGeese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SAr9FMJExtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ROvL1Fi_Q30/s320/51-09-LorenzAndGeese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191239786098378450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guy in the mother-goose place is an Austrian naturalist Konrad Lorenz(1903-1989), he  named this condition as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imprinting&lt;/span&gt;. if the mother goose was replaced by a human the tiny geese would treat him as mother and would spend rest of the life with humans; would prefer humans over geese. and this is true for other way around too. yikes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images stolen from &lt;a href="http://io.uwinnipeg.ca/%7Esimmons/16cm05/1116/16behave.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8453840618952234751?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8453840618952234751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8453840618952234751' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8453840618952234751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8453840618952234751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-madness.html' title='another madness!!!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SAr82sJExsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5rqVzgA-bNw/s72-c/51-09x-GeeseImprinting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6249948654742607675</id><published>2008-04-15T17:05:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:19:44.015+05:00</updated><title type='text'>mad swiss guy</title><content type='html'>hello im busy doin an assignment. we have to decide whether a cognitive development theory by some mad Swiss guy is correct or its just a crap like what im writing here.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, you see. i dont like him so im thinking of disproving his theory.  when i did some research, it seems he did his experiments on his children.  and its too much of a generalisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: If you must to know who im talkin about. go and google your self. well, im busy myself! O_0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6249948654742607675?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6249948654742607675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6249948654742607675' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6249948654742607675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6249948654742607675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/mad-viennese-guys.html' title='mad swiss guy'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8171186075205558604</id><published>2008-04-10T11:35:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:38:49.343+05:00</updated><title type='text'>she came....</title><content type='html'>i was standing there.&lt;br /&gt;staring at her as i always did.&lt;br /&gt;she was in  her usual black top and even blacker skirt.&lt;br /&gt;and started walking towards me.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw her smiling.&lt;br /&gt;she came.&lt;br /&gt;she slapped my face.&lt;br /&gt;once then twice.&lt;br /&gt;shouted at me.&lt;br /&gt;cursed me.&lt;br /&gt;then she turned and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;my tears froze.&lt;br /&gt;with the words stuck in my throats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8171186075205558604?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8171186075205558604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8171186075205558604' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8171186075205558604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8171186075205558604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-came.html' title='she came....'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8737721566042284025</id><published>2008-04-06T16:58:00.005+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:50.686+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i-kko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copycat'/><title type='text'>once up on in blogosphere...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_i8qPcYB4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yAN-9ULhLLg/s1600-h/aceti_chains.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_i8qPcYB4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yAN-9ULhLLg/s320/aceti_chains.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186102404803200898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay i admit i hav run out of ideas to update the bloggie... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once up on a time their lived a gal named &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910162099399666875"&gt;i-kko&lt;/a&gt; and she came up with an idea of a &lt;a href="http://i-kko.blogspot.com/2007/08/once-upon-time-in-blogosphere.html"&gt;chain-story&lt;/a&gt;.....in her blog....she gave the start and other bloggers continued it.&lt;br /&gt;according to her;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "We are going to write a story of bloggerrrrzzz...&lt;br /&gt;   and yeah you could include fictional characters of your choice  into it but MAINLY its                      about         bloggers :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im nicking i-kko's idea with out her permission for sole purpose of  enlighting the dull(now days its dull) lives of all blog buddies out here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is the beginning of the story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One rainy nite mode was walking as fast as he can and glancing over his shoulders each and every second. and suddenly........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats all i can giv ya...continue the story as u wish. with the   i-kko's conditions of course.&lt;br /&gt;should mainly be of the bloggers......&lt;br /&gt;include as many as bloggers u know...&lt;br /&gt;and invite them to the story too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i-kko,you are very welcome to slap my face with a smelly dead fish when you can catch me =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic taken from &lt;a href="http://bad.eserver.org/issues/2004/69/aceti_chains.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8737721566042284025?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8737721566042284025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8737721566042284025' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8737721566042284025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8737721566042284025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/once-up-on-in-blogosphere.html' title='once up on in blogosphere...........'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_i8qPcYB4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yAN-9ULhLLg/s72-c/aceti_chains.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1639140652018728036</id><published>2008-04-01T20:14:00.002+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:51.055+05:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_JSOPcYB1I/AAAAAAAAADk/63a5tQBLZY8/s1600-h/hate_you_all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_JSOPcYB1I/AAAAAAAAADk/63a5tQBLZY8/s320/hate_you_all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184296525674055506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like humans&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna see others cry or laugh&lt;br /&gt;i only need things that dont tell me what i should be doing and how&lt;br /&gt;i need my space and silence&lt;br /&gt;i need my freedom&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep as long as i wanted and i truely dont wanna any one to disturb me either&lt;br /&gt;i hate when people i dont wanna know know me&lt;br /&gt;i simply dont kno what im writing here and why im writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo taken from here: &lt;a href="http://www.mrosterman.com/images/hate_you_all.jpg"&gt;i hate all&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1639140652018728036?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1639140652018728036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1639140652018728036' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1639140652018728036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1639140652018728036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont.html' title='i dont'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R_JSOPcYB1I/AAAAAAAAADk/63a5tQBLZY8/s72-c/hate_you_all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8447997979236877957</id><published>2008-03-24T13:26:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:52:27.346+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponders'/><title type='text'>ponders</title><content type='html'>if i can see through you whats the point in seeing you again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8447997979236877957?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8447997979236877957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8447997979236877957' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8447997979236877957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8447997979236877957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/03/ponders.html' title='ponders'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4119480380032635383</id><published>2008-03-13T14:38:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:43:49.383+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>lonesome</title><content type='html'>update:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys. This post has to be classified due to un-stateable reasons. This will remain classified till i decide its no longer necessary.&lt;br /&gt;My deepest regret if this disappoints any of you. Thank You&lt;br /&gt;-mode-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4119480380032635383?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4119480380032635383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4119480380032635383' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4119480380032635383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4119480380032635383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/03/lonesome.html' title='lonesome'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1542505923496639369</id><published>2008-03-10T09:20:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:42:41.596+05:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;we all know it hurts being cheated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one would wonder why everyone does it though?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1542505923496639369?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1542505923496639369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1542505923496639369' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1542505923496639369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1542505923496639369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-this-is-it.html' title='so this is it!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1636906900205493588</id><published>2008-02-26T22:29:00.009+05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:35:52.295+05:00</updated><title type='text'>oic! i hav been tagged</title><content type='html'>Yikes!!!&lt;br /&gt;one can never breathe out here with being tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one and only &lt;a href="http://meehaku-moyavedhaane-ennu.blogspot.com"&gt;.mini&lt;/a&gt; tagged me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boy gotta do what a boy gotta do, so here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A - Available?:&lt;/span&gt; for what kindaa i shud i ask u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B-Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; i have got one special bestfriend. and loads of bestfriends too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C-Cake or Pie?:&lt;/span&gt; whats a pie any way? if thats the one Tom got on his face by Jerry then i think i prefer cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D-Drink of choice:&lt;/span&gt; kurumba fani. kurumba fani dn lots of coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E-Essential thing used everyday:&lt;/span&gt; eeer lots of thingies here what shud i write. my brain!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F-Favourite colour:&lt;/span&gt; Black black black black and black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G-Gummi bears or worms:&lt;/span&gt; hmmmm i like worms. bears wud knock me down but a worm wudn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H-Hometown:&lt;/span&gt; Kulhudhuffushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I-Indulgence:&lt;/span&gt; my square-headed gal friend(laptop) and my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J-January or February:&lt;/span&gt; what shud i have to do with the months ain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K-Kids and names:&lt;/span&gt; thats one biggie secret. only to be revealed to certain special peoples. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L-Life:&lt;/span&gt; boring and most of the time useless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-Marriage date:&lt;/span&gt; 5 year from now i dink would be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N-Number of siblings:&lt;/span&gt; 3! one elder sister, one younger sister and one younger brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O-Oranges or apples:&lt;/span&gt; orangessssssssssss! apples don't exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P-Phobias:&lt;/span&gt; *thinking process started* aftr sometimes [fainted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q-Quote:&lt;/span&gt; Too much of anythin is good for nothing! (i didnt invent it, so u can breathe slowly now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R-Reason to smile:&lt;/span&gt; my parents, my family, my friends.....and lotsa reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S-Season:&lt;/span&gt; windy and lil amount of rain in the sky! but i hate rain too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T-Tag three people:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://derangedgirl.wordpress.com/"&gt;derangedgirl&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://me-lavendergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;lavendergirl&lt;/a&gt; and  &lt;a href="http://radvix3n.wordpress.com/"&gt;radvixen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U-Unknown fact about me&lt;/span&gt;: unknown unknowns are better kept that way or else it wud be a known unknown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V-Vegetable you do not like:&lt;/span&gt; many, many i dunt bother writin them here! why shud i? eeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W-Worst habit:&lt;/span&gt; bugging others in most unexpectd situations with the most annoying ponders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-x-rays you have had:&lt;/span&gt; i havent. and no plans to have one either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y-Your favorite food:&lt;/span&gt; i hate foods it actually makes us vulnerable and dependent on it. i hate it! i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z-Zodiac:&lt;/span&gt; Mine is leo-the lion. [roars, with ear deafening roars]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks .mini for taggin me. [bows]&lt;br /&gt;*thinkin*&lt;br /&gt;why shud i wrote these thing eh! i must be mad and conky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1636906900205493588?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1636906900205493588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1636906900205493588' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1636906900205493588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1636906900205493588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/02/oic-i-hav-been-tagged.html' title='oic! i hav been tagged'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3696755507987661371</id><published>2008-02-18T15:33:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:52:17.700+05:00</updated><title type='text'>my experience</title><content type='html'>i think thats the third day in Male'. i was dead bored. and i was hopin one of my friend would come and rescue me. which never happened.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i decided this is male' even if i  get lost there would be a way back home atleast i can get a taxi. lol&lt;br /&gt;so i started walking and was actually searching my faculty or the collegue. but i couldn't find either place. then i was thinking that i should go and check some cds shops or something. &lt;br /&gt;but its then i started having a feeling  that im being followed by some one. a middle aged lady came asked me. ''kokko konthaaka thi dhanee?'' oh heck! " i said " um . vaki thaaaka noon!"&lt;br /&gt;but the next question caught me off guard. she asked me, "kokko anhen kujjaku beynuntha?"&lt;br /&gt;i was like eeeer!  i asked, "keekey?"&lt;br /&gt;she said again stressing "kokko anhen kujjaku 'beynun' hey?"&lt;br /&gt;i turned around started walking away from her.&lt;br /&gt;and thats the third day in Male'. and was thinking "heck yeah. this is the Male'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3696755507987661371?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3696755507987661371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3696755507987661371' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3696755507987661371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3696755507987661371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-experience.html' title='my experience'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1099160287084537664</id><published>2008-02-13T11:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T11:32:59.291+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ho</title><content type='html'>hey hey guys. missed u guys loads.&lt;br /&gt;atlast i found a way to bloggin again.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeheeeeehaaaaa ^.^&lt;br /&gt;so i will be pokin u in most unexpected time.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1099160287084537664?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1099160287084537664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1099160287084537664' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1099160287084537664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1099160287084537664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/02/ho.html' title='ho'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8138694855878257145</id><published>2008-01-26T17:02:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:01:45.637+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye...*sniff, sniff*</title><content type='html'>Ello 'vry one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im mooody and homesick already. Don't feel like updating this bloggie either. I dunno how i would be living away from my family for three years. how im going make on time for classes without my mom or sis calling me in every five mins. how im gonna survive without my moms roshi and mashuni. how im going to spend my day without my nephew buggin me with his ponders. and without my lil bro's smart answers. or with out dad giving me haircuts. for whole long threee years. how. im almost in tears now. so im stopping here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is might be the last time i can visit this bloggie in a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;and for these days i dunno when or how i would be able to get internet.&lt;br /&gt;All these things happening because there is this lil change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im moving myself to Male' for three long years. yeah three looooooong years i say.&lt;br /&gt;How i would be able to update my bloggie or visit any of blog buddies that remains a mystery i should solve.&lt;br /&gt;Hav fun guyz i won't be bugging you or writing snide comments in your bloggies.*sniff, sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8138694855878257145?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8138694855878257145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8138694855878257145' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8138694855878257145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8138694855878257145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-byesniff-sniff.html' title='Bye Bye...*sniff, sniff*'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2811958649132005358</id><published>2008-01-20T15:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:51.604+05:00</updated><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R5MmkkfAuMI/AAAAAAAAADU/pwfBCbnp3AI/s1600-h/hang_myself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R5MmkkfAuMI/AAAAAAAAADU/pwfBCbnp3AI/s320/hang_myself.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157508407980243138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't an option for me!&lt;br /&gt;*punch me on the nose*&lt;br /&gt;*a double punch on your nose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it!&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean any sense???!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;well, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey buddy, hold yourself. world isn't over yet.&lt;br /&gt;but revenge would do it??&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2811958649132005358?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2811958649132005358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2811958649132005358' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2811958649132005358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2811958649132005358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/oo.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R5MmkkfAuMI/AAAAAAAAADU/pwfBCbnp3AI/s72-c/hang_myself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1898464765269092128</id><published>2008-01-18T14:58:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:03:22.718+05:00</updated><title type='text'>mighty key</title><content type='html'>there is this small problem with the keyboard im using right now.&lt;br /&gt;of all keys one key refuses to work.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what that key must to be used in order to sign in to my msn and yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;so if u are in good mood then try and find the key that is disobeying my mighty order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnmqwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnm&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnmqwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnm&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnmqwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnm&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnmqwertyuiopasdfghjklzxvbnm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware: dont get ur hopes up, i wont giv u a prize for this (what do ya think??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1898464765269092128?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1898464765269092128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1898464765269092128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1898464765269092128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1898464765269092128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-is-this-small-problem-with.html' title='mighty key'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-2294773814502542319</id><published>2008-01-17T09:46:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:51.935+05:00</updated><title type='text'>firefox....</title><content type='html'>Most people would hav guessed by now (save stupidity of some people) i love the my template......and i won't change because the IE have a problem with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to play with html and css codes in the template but since i dunno much about them i ended up in no luck.&lt;br /&gt;So only solution i can give to my visitors is to use Mozilla Firefox to browse(Oooh does anyone bother to install Firefox to view my bloggie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the Mozilla Firefox is the best browser I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a Computer expert or anything. I'm sharing just some thing i know and thats because that it allows you to view my blog as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you need to install the Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Simple and easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download the setup file from &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com/products/download.html?product=firefox-2.0.0.11&amp;amp;os=win&amp;amp;lang=en-US"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then save it in the desktop/any folder you wish.&lt;br /&gt;Then double click the setup file and then follow the instruction from the wizard.&lt;br /&gt;You will be guided through out the installation.&lt;br /&gt;Simple isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes its not as it seems. Oh yes. Without the Administrator rights if you try to install you will get a error message of some thing like this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R47X9UfAuKI/AAAAAAAAADE/-PFleR83bf4/s1600-h/errrrrrr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156296071856568482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R47X9UfAuKI/AAAAAAAAADE/-PFleR83bf4/s320/errrrrrr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hold it. No need to curse me yet.&lt;br /&gt;Actually you have been prevented from writing in to C: / or what ever drive the program files are written in usually. All you have to do is change the drive / or what ever drive.... to some folder that u can write files into, so that it Firefox can write necessary files and complete the installation. Under limited account you have been given your personalized desktop, my documents and so... I usually use desktop.&lt;br /&gt;To do that.&lt;br /&gt;First click OK in the above error message and click browse from right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R47YOEfAuLI/AAAAAAAAADM/1i0-Y2K0CBo/s1600-h/change+directory.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156296359619377330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R47YOEfAuLI/AAAAAAAAADM/1i0-Y2K0CBo/s320/change+directory.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then click Desktop and then Make new folder and rename it to "Mozilla Firefox".&lt;br /&gt;And click Ok and then press Next.&lt;br /&gt;Bingo!&lt;br /&gt;You have installed Firefox in a limited account i.e without admin rights.&lt;br /&gt;Then you can hide the folder in the desktop. And put a shortcut in the start menue too.&lt;br /&gt;And if visit a website like &lt;a href="http://www.haveeru.com.mv/"&gt;www.haveeru.com.mv&lt;/a&gt; the plugin finder service from the firefox allows you to install latest adobe Flash player too. So now you can watch Youtube videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now visit &lt;a href="http://www.modespage-online.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.modespage-online.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; , now you would see the blog without it being congested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this doesn't work for you let me know.&lt;br /&gt;PS: This trick works for WinRAR, VLC player and some other programs too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-2294773814502542319?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/2294773814502542319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=2294773814502542319' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2294773814502542319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/2294773814502542319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/most-people-would-hav-guessed-by-now.html' title='firefox....'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R47X9UfAuKI/AAAAAAAAADE/-PFleR83bf4/s72-c/errrrrrr.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6355108054375606452</id><published>2008-01-15T01:10:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:18:54.134+05:00</updated><title type='text'>toughest question women ask men?</title><content type='html'>&lt;dt&gt;  Here are answers to 5 of the toughest questions women ask   men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 -  "What are you thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;2 -  "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;3 -  "Do I look fat?"&lt;br /&gt;4 -  "Do you think she is prettier than me?"&lt;br /&gt; 5 -  "What would you do if I died?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       What makes these questions so bad is that every one is   guaranteed to explode into a major argument and/or divorce   if the man does not answer properly, which is to say dishonestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 -  "What are you thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;The proper answer to this question, of course is, "I'm   sorry if I've been pensive, dear.  I was just reflecting on what a   warm, wonderful, caring, thoughtful, intelligent, beautiful woman   you are and what a lucky guy I am to have met you." Obviously, this   statement bears no resemblance whatsoever to what the guy was really   thinking at the time, which was most likely one of five things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a -  Baseball&lt;br /&gt;  b -  Football&lt;br /&gt;  c -  How fat you are&lt;br /&gt;  d -  How much prettier she is than you&lt;br /&gt;  e -  How he would spend the insurance money if you died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         According to the Sassy article, the best answer to this   stupid question came from Al Bundy, of Married With Children, who   was asked it by his wife, Peg. "If I wanted you to know," Al said,   "I'd be talking instead of thinking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The other questions also have only one right answer but   many wrong answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 -  "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The correct answer to this question is, "Yes."  For those   guys who feel the need to be more elaborate, you may answer, "Yes,   dear." Wrong answers include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a -  I suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;  b -  Would it make you feel better if I said yes?&lt;br /&gt;  c -  That depends on what you mean by "love".&lt;br /&gt;  d -  Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;  e -  Who, me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 -  "Do I look fat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;The correct male response to this question is to   confidently and emphatically state, "No, of course not" and then   quickly leave the room.  Wrong answers include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  a -  I wouldn't call you fat, but I wouldn't call you thin          either.&lt;br /&gt;  b -  Compared to what?&lt;br /&gt;  c -  A little extra weight looks good on you.&lt;br /&gt;   d -  I've seen fatter.&lt;br /&gt;  e -  Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about          your insurance policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     4 -  "Do you think she's prettier than me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;The "she" in the question could be an ex-girlfriend, a   passer-by you were staring at so hard that you almost caused a traffic   accident or an actress in a movie you just saw. In any case, the   correct response is, "No, you are much prettier."  Wrong answers   include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        a - Not prettier, just pretty in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;  b - I don't know how one goes about rating such things.&lt;br /&gt;   c - Yes, but I bet you have a better personality.&lt;br /&gt;  d - Only in the sense that she's younger and thinner.&lt;br /&gt;  e - Could you repeat the question?  I was thinking about&lt;br /&gt;      your insurance policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 -  "What would you do if I died?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Correct answer:  "Dearest love, in the event of your   untimely demise, life would cease to have meaning for me and I would   perforce hurl myself under the front tires of the first Domino's   Pizza truck that came my way."  This might be the stupidest question   of the lot, as is illustrated by the following stupid exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Dear," said the wife.  "What would you do if I died?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Why, dear, I would be extremely upset," said the&lt;br /&gt;    husband. "Why do you ask such a question?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Would you remarry?"  persevered the wife.&lt;br /&gt;   "No, of course not, dear" said the husband.&lt;br /&gt;   "Don't you like being married?" said the wife.&lt;br /&gt;   "Of course I do, dear" he said.&lt;br /&gt;   "Then why wouldn't you remarry?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Alright," said the husband, "I'd remarry."&lt;br /&gt;   "You would?" said the wife, looking vaguely hurt.&lt;br /&gt;    "Yes" said the husband.&lt;br /&gt;   "Would you sleep with her in our bed?" said the wife&lt;br /&gt;    after a long pause.&lt;br /&gt;   "Well yes, I suppose I would."  replied the husband.&lt;br /&gt;   "I see," said the wife indignantly. "And would you let&lt;br /&gt;    her wear my old clothes?&lt;br /&gt;   "I suppose, if she wanted to" said the husband.&lt;br /&gt;   "Really," said the wife icily.  "And would you take down&lt;br /&gt;     the pictures of me and replace them with pictures of her?"&lt;br /&gt;   "Yes. I think that would be the correct thing to do."&lt;br /&gt;   "Is that so?" said the wife, leaping to her feet. "And I&lt;br /&gt;    suppose you'd let her play with my golf clubs, too."&lt;br /&gt;   "Of course not, dear," said the husband.  "She's&lt;br /&gt;    left-handed..."&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;PS: i really don't wanna copy from anywhere but time is on shortage for me...so feel free to express your rage at me as comments...&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.torinfo.com/justforlaughs/women.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6355108054375606452?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6355108054375606452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6355108054375606452' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6355108054375606452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6355108054375606452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/toughest-question-women-ask-men.html' title='toughest question women ask men?'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6719298722627276710</id><published>2008-01-11T23:52:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:08:08.554+05:00</updated><title type='text'>blabbers</title><content type='html'>been trying to make an inventory.&lt;br /&gt;the place is been without one for ten years.&lt;br /&gt;and so far three different person had worked here, tried to make one and to my utter-most surprise... failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when started to doing the real work&lt;br /&gt;the earlier wonder has vanished!&lt;br /&gt;because its  far too easy to start the work&lt;br /&gt;but it requires an extraordinary amount of will power to finish one.&lt;br /&gt;that i think i'm missing like the previous guys who worked here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6719298722627276710?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6719298722627276710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6719298722627276710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6719298722627276710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6719298722627276710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/blabbers.html' title='blabbers'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4383010541128269159</id><published>2008-01-11T00:10:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:25:48.437+05:00</updated><title type='text'>sms jaaadhoooo</title><content type='html'>do you think a nearly failed relationship on its deathbed&lt;br /&gt;can be rekindled by a simple mere sms?&lt;br /&gt;believe or not it did and created havoc between three persons i know!&lt;br /&gt;oh boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4383010541128269159?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4383010541128269159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4383010541128269159' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4383010541128269159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4383010541128269159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/sms-jaaadhoooo.html' title='sms jaaadhoooo'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5276790387733714701</id><published>2008-01-07T23:13:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:52.343+05:00</updated><title type='text'>say sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R4JwZkfAuHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/94gze4WDGqc/s1600-h/sorry-iklpgijneghl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R4JwZkfAuHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/94gze4WDGqc/s320/sorry-iklpgijneghl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152804508258056306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there are many people i want to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;but its damn too difficult to utter these words&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but does the word 'sorry' actually mean anything&lt;br /&gt;yeah maybe - a lot to most people&lt;br /&gt;but it does its magic for first time for one mistake&lt;br /&gt;not millions times for a same old mistake one has done millions times.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;pic taken from &lt;a href="http://www.nicemsn.com/images/msn-background-pictures/love/sorry-iklpgijneghl.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5276790387733714701?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5276790387733714701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5276790387733714701' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5276790387733714701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5276790387733714701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-sorry.html' title='say sorry'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R4JwZkfAuHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/94gze4WDGqc/s72-c/sorry-iklpgijneghl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4599640549431689366</id><published>2008-01-04T14:59:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:06:05.589+05:00</updated><title type='text'>=\</title><content type='html'>i have been stripped of my internet rights!&lt;br /&gt;and thats why i was unable to update my bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;lets see how things things go around here&lt;br /&gt;and if im lucky enough i would get internet connection back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4599640549431689366?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4599640549431689366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4599640549431689366' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4599640549431689366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4599640549431689366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='=\'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-1464677104423322064</id><published>2007-12-25T15:11:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:52.857+05:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood sweethearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R3DXyUfAuEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aWKR_nEW4Q/s1600-h/wedding_children_kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R3DXyUfAuEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aWKR_nEW4Q/s320/wedding_children_kissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147851633576687682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong here.[i didnt meet anybody lately]&lt;br /&gt;but i had this funny thot that almost all of us&lt;br /&gt;have had childhood sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;dont ya think so!&lt;br /&gt;lies are intolerable(exaggeration are welcome though) in my blog so for one second think about the funny things u hav done.&lt;br /&gt;and say whether u had one in ur childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;pic taken from &lt;a href="http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/wedding_children_kissing.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-1464677104423322064?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/1464677104423322064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=1464677104423322064' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1464677104423322064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/1464677104423322064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/childhood-sweethearts.html' title='childhood sweethearts'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R3DXyUfAuEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4aWKR_nEW4Q/s72-c/wedding_children_kissing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5753515759393900773</id><published>2007-12-23T00:08:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:35:43.128+05:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>Its been too long without rainin here. If my brain is thinking straight(warning: rarely it does)then its been more than six months without raining. And after all these months at last my prayer came true.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a shoe (dunno the exact word,there are varieties of those i guess) a month ago. Its nice and comfy. I don't have problem with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till it started to stink when it got soaked with rain. when i mean stinky it really means one hell of stinky that you guys would punch your own nose [oooucccch!] when u got the smell from yards away.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have another shoe. And i cant keep it near my room. The room fills with the stinkiness in two seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought a new simple sandals after i have been stuck in the home for say 5 hours. How can i go and buy another one wearin that one, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5753515759393900773?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5753515759393900773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5753515759393900773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5753515759393900773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5753515759393900773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-639990690377645706</id><published>2007-12-22T23:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T20:37:57.169+05:00</updated><title type='text'>One year gone</title><content type='html'>a new year comin&lt;br /&gt;and so comes the resolutions tooo&lt;br /&gt;hmmm where my this years resolutons? where?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeer!&lt;br /&gt;[sigh] i lost it i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid brain couldnt even remember what those resolutions were about!&lt;br /&gt;so think about writing another list of resolutions[grin] again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-639990690377645706?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/639990690377645706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=639990690377645706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/639990690377645706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/639990690377645706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-year-gone.html' title='One year gone'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7536032954381566341</id><published>2007-12-17T15:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:53.199+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid thahniya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2ZWDEfAuDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uO11mPSrS9g/s1600-h/eidm2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2ZWDEfAuDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uO11mPSrS9g/s320/eidm2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144894235060779058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wait up i should say these things!&lt;br /&gt;why all the blogs becomin vai now days?&lt;br /&gt;whats happenin?&lt;br /&gt;its because of December vacation and the Eid comin up?&lt;br /&gt;and ppl are goin this way to here and that way to there?&lt;br /&gt;to spend the vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid mubarik all my buddies here in blogsphere. and all muslims in the world.&lt;br /&gt;i should say that al'haa Eid(eid-ul-al-haa)  ge thahuniyaa aaai mubaarik baaadhee emme hai faraai thaka aris kurame.&lt;br /&gt;more lively; mubaarik baaadhee burusaaalaa spray kollame :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mobile sufferin from signal deficiency. actually caused by lack of signals from Dhiraagu. Im prayin that it will be okay before the eid or else im switchin to wataniya( alas, it not goood either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last,&lt;br /&gt;Salute for people like me who are stuck at home :D&lt;br /&gt;[applause]&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pic taken from &lt;a href="http://www.student.cs.uwaterloo.ca/%7Eshali/pix/eidm2000.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7536032954381566341?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7536032954381566341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7536032954381566341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7536032954381566341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7536032954381566341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/eid-thahniya.html' title='Eid thahniya'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2ZWDEfAuDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uO11mPSrS9g/s72-c/eidm2000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5065377356710972650</id><published>2007-12-14T15:56:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:53.765+05:00</updated><title type='text'>girls and crying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2JpQUTcxzI/AAAAAAAAABs/aPEli4FUDlM/s1600-h/little-girl-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2JpQUTcxzI/AAAAAAAAABs/aPEli4FUDlM/s320/little-girl-crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143789453459638066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why when it comes to crying, girls always win right?&lt;br /&gt;they will be well armed when time comes&lt;br /&gt;to use their this undefendable weapon against us(males-the defenseless and innocent creatures).&lt;br /&gt;how come we don't have such weapons * the biggest wonder eh!.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like they think they can do any thing (im mean any thing) - an old aged misconception i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint saying that they are hosepipes ready burst but [mwahaaa] actually they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pic taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/mooseinmyshoe/little-girl-crying.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5065377356710972650?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5065377356710972650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5065377356710972650' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5065377356710972650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5065377356710972650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/girl-crying.html' title='girls and crying'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R2JpQUTcxzI/AAAAAAAAABs/aPEli4FUDlM/s72-c/little-girl-crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6792733302419721793</id><published>2007-12-12T21:53:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:58:58.107+05:00</updated><title type='text'>new look</title><content type='html'>poor poor me couldn't resist all this classical view of the template and Georgia font all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously the outcome is looking at you right now!&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6792733302419721793?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6792733302419721793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6792733302419721793' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6792733302419721793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6792733302419721793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-look.html' title='new look'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8945367461328202325</id><published>2007-12-11T01:04:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:31:06.501+05:00</updated><title type='text'>scapegoat</title><content type='html'>This weird thing happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this very close two friends. They studied together and fortunately (or unfortunately) they happened to work together as well. The girl was very quite and keeps most to herself but they shared a lot so they became even closer. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_After three years_&lt;br /&gt;Then came me as usual to the picture. By then the girl  has got a scholarship(actually i came for her replacement) and was ready to leave. She doesn't use computer very much but she wants make an email address. So I created it for her then she made me promised not to give any body the mail address. I promised. She gave the mail address to her friend and her boy friend only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left after a week to abroad for her scholarship. We chatted regularly for a few weeks. Then slowly she started avoiding us. Or at least thats what I thought. Her friend also thought the same way. And in no time she totally ignored us. Never seen online. Or never replied back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of our colleague asked me to give her mail add. I turned him down by saying that I have lost it. But her friend was really pissed off what she did to us and gave the add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day she mailed me and asked me to get online that night. That night she told me that our colleague has added her to contacts and was bugging her. I gave only solution I know, thats blocking. She told me that her boy friend was very angry of what happened. [Actually she was accusing me playing dirty]. I told her that I didn't give her add to any one. Then she said she believe me.&lt;br /&gt;How can I tell her that its her only friend who broke the promise? I just couldn't. And I know she wouldnt believe me even If I did.&lt;br /&gt;After this little talk I havent chatted her. I have sent few mails but didnt get reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_11 months later_&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw her on the road. I was suprised.&lt;br /&gt;But not because I didn't expect to see her soon.&lt;br /&gt;Its the fact that she acted as if I am stranger when I tried to talk her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8945367461328202325?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8945367461328202325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8945367461328202325' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8945367461328202325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8945367461328202325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/scapegoat.html' title='scapegoat'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3215411280365386876</id><published>2007-12-06T17:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:53:40.441+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Male trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/7/74/150px-Mche_Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 166px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/7/74/150px-Mche_Logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I didnt update blog for ages dhoa.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy and was away for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I kno dat u dont like kno wat I was upto in dhese days but wat the heck dhoa its my blog.&lt;br /&gt;First came the TAM telecom fare and I had to be dere to do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;And I did take lots of photos(dont get ur hopes up cos I wont publish those pics).&lt;br /&gt;And when the fair is ovr dhen came these vouchers cos some old man wants to get elected again and poor fellows like me has to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to go to Male' [winks] for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its da [groans] worst of all you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Male' on the Saturday morning and then got on a ferry and went to HulhuMale' spent the rest of the day and night there.&lt;br /&gt;Then came back to Male' on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to MCHE students services dhen got a token waitd for an hour to get a nice reply "thi couhuge javaab libeyneee menduru fahu 1 ge fahun" And then they put a notice saying that.&lt;br /&gt;Nice public service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to take a breakfast and came back around 1 to see that almost all the token taken and we got 196.&lt;br /&gt;So we bought cokes waited for 3 hrs  to get even better answer. Cos they closed the place by 3:30. And when we complaind  the girl in the reception told us that actually answers are not ready yet and we better come back the following day and by then the answers would be available. Now I was down by a welcoming fever[shivers] and a headache. So I stayed in a friends house and didn't bother to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We again went back the following morning(it was raining cats and dogs evn bangaalhees too) around 9:45. And then she(the gal in the reception- didnt tell her name when we askd) said "jaavaab thayyaaru nuveye adhi eh. iru kolhaku madu kollavva". And after an hour or so she said its not possible to finish dat day. So she suggested a very good solution; that I can give the slip to another person and he can take the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by then to stay in Male' is becoming more and more difficult; so I had no choice but to take the solution reception-gal gave. So I took flight that night and came to Hanimaadhoo around 12:30. No way to get kulhudhuffushi that night. I had to stay in Hanimaadhooo that night(thnx to shara cox he gave this fellow a place to stay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And around 10:00 my friend called me to say that he got the answer and it said admission comittee decided that I was not applicable for the course blah blah What the HEck?&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked cos some my friends got the placement and if they got placement judgin on their merits why the heck shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I complained about how they select applicants then after 10 mins or something they said that they didn't recieve my olevel results. BUT I RECEIVED A SLIP SAYING THAT I HAVE SUBMITTED ALL THE NECESSARY DOCUMENTS FOR THE APPLICATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called my friend who works in Campus, she said that everything was submitted. And when she inquired about this  from MCHE they say they haven't issued any answer by a writting or means for the applicants of the course. BUT I HAVE A WRIITING WITH THE REGISTRAR'S SIGNATURE. But they said that I might be lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a blogger friend of mine inquired about these, arranged so  that I can fax my olevel results then they said that they have found some errors in the process and a rechecking in going on and will issue the answers on Sunday. But they already have issued results for some applicants. I dunno what they are gonna do. Wish me goood luck buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole hearted thnkx to the blogger friend because if he didn't help me I wouldnt be able to fax my olevel results and he didnt help me i dunno what I could have done. Thnx to Shara n thom a lot. And a special thnkx mafax.&lt;br /&gt;Adam, xiu, salaaam ah ves dhn Leonado Da vinci ah ves hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is my first trip to Male' eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: 8:30pm&lt;br /&gt;They called me to my mobile and told me that the earlier letter was a terrible mistake. Actually I was in for the course so send some one over there to collect the REAL one on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;[happy]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3215411280365386876?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3215411280365386876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3215411280365386876' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3215411280365386876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3215411280365386876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/12/male-trip.html' title='Male trip'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6151539815742959120</id><published>2007-11-25T17:06:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:54.209+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ideas ideas ideeas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0lnFoOV6VI/AAAAAAAAABk/ppT38l8_qQA/s1600-h/movies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0lnFoOV6VI/AAAAAAAAABk/ppT38l8_qQA/s320/movies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136750196387342674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh guyz and gurlz&lt;br /&gt;im fooooooooohin&lt;br /&gt;mY mood thse dayz is tuned to watch movies. so do me a favour.&lt;br /&gt;Think damn well and suggest me hell of good movies to watch in this DeCemBer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i think i hav touchd few nerves of girlz and fewer guyz in my previuos post.&lt;br /&gt;And should my blog hav buddy list as other blogs??? ideas ideas i hav run out of them as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo courtesy:its written in da pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6151539815742959120?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6151539815742959120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6151539815742959120' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6151539815742959120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6151539815742959120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/11/ideas-ideas-ideeas.html' title='ideas ideas ideeas'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0lnFoOV6VI/AAAAAAAAABk/ppT38l8_qQA/s72-c/movies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6450414478421826763</id><published>2007-11-21T14:44:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:54.371+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0QDDoOV6UI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Sj63z4RxVY/s1600-h/sssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0QDDoOV6UI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Sj63z4RxVY/s320/sssssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135232835981273410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the old age question that keep poppin up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Why do girls take so much tym in shower??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6450414478421826763?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6450414478421826763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6450414478421826763' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6450414478421826763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6450414478421826763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/11/quest.html' title='A Quest'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/R0QDDoOV6UI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Sj63z4RxVY/s72-c/sssssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8461969940586797672</id><published>2007-11-12T00:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:37:58.301+05:00</updated><title type='text'>weird! strange!</title><content type='html'>There's somethin strange about writtin posts in blogs when you are in bed half-asleep, half-awaken, even more strange if you post usin ur mobile eh!&lt;br /&gt;Well dats what im doin right now. Actually this is weird, down-right weird?? &lt;br /&gt;Im feelin i-dunno-wat-im-feelin. Today I talked to very close two friends of mine on da phone. We hav never talked or met since 2003. Though we haven't contacted each other ever since it seems dat nothin has changed, as if its yesterday we last saw each other not years ago.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened with one of them. When i was talkin on phone i could hear a baby mumblin den i asked whos mumblin she replied dat its her kid:) And it really is.sweet hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8461969940586797672?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8461969940586797672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8461969940586797672' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8461969940586797672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8461969940586797672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/11/weird.html' title='weird! strange!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-8039328881080791744</id><published>2007-11-05T23:48:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:54.533+05:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/Ry9s0GpWQmI/AAAAAAAAABU/R6s_4Q_V1Ak/s1600-h/sleeping-boy_AJM525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/Ry9s0GpWQmI/AAAAAAAAABU/R6s_4Q_V1Ak/s320/sleeping-boy_AJM525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129438142991319650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooh its me again knockin in the door of the mvblogsphere.&lt;br /&gt;Past threeee days i had some dump should-hav-been-abolished-years-ago-entrance-examination papers to process. Been enterin the candidates marks one by one wonderin whn will thse old fellows would stop torturin us and abolish thse stuupid exams.&lt;br /&gt;My head is killin me. My finger are itchy.  ** eeeeh aah**&lt;br /&gt;It finished last night around 1:30. So there was me the happiest guy u can imagine**lalalallallala*.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeepin.......then suddenly my phon goes mad. Its ONLY 8:33, its really morin 4 o'clock for me. One invigilator again faild to come on tym as usual.&lt;br /&gt;So  poor old meself has to drag the lazy body of mine to the examination hall before 8:45(secret: actually dat gives me 100 bucks okay)&lt;br /&gt;Im pissd off because its for the 4th, mind you dats foooourth tym in this month i was deprived of the sweeet slyp i deservd, under all the constitutions that are bein written.... wht im talkin abt... back to the slyp again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-8039328881080791744?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/8039328881080791744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=8039328881080791744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8039328881080791744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/8039328881080791744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/11/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/Ry9s0GpWQmI/AAAAAAAAABU/R6s_4Q_V1Ak/s72-c/sleeping-boy_AJM525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7007745603537237616</id><published>2007-10-26T17:40:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:50:40.924+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed!</title><content type='html'>Im too bloody stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Expected too much from other people.&lt;br /&gt;Expected to get treated as I do.&lt;br /&gt;How bloody wrong I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that she would ever (ever) do that?&lt;br /&gt;I trusted her.&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;What on Earth made she think that I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how they treated me.&lt;br /&gt;As dirt, a nuisances.&lt;br /&gt;A fool,&lt;br /&gt;An attention seeking nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all those things they did to me, she rewarded them with.....aaaargh!&lt;br /&gt;I never invite people to become my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I liked is the group,&lt;br /&gt;I hate facebook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she screwed it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Ps: im not in my right mind now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7007745603537237616?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7007745603537237616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7007745603537237616' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7007745603537237616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7007745603537237616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/10/betrayed.html' title='Betrayed!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5905500474680147588</id><published>2007-10-26T17:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:40:04.102+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFnD3uwKHag&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFnD3uwKHag&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is dedicated to Niu and Naadh; Thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5905500474680147588?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5905500474680147588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5905500474680147588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5905500474680147588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5905500474680147588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-dedication.html' title='Song dedication'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6933893604212776959</id><published>2007-10-17T21:02:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:44:34.123+05:00</updated><title type='text'>eer whats happenin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beeen a while that I was too lazy to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;And here I am now(no ballooooons, no firecrackers.........its my big come back)&lt;br /&gt;It seeems the bloggers are undergoin a phase*wonderin what that means*.&lt;br /&gt;(save the arguements for later) for more information read below.&lt;br /&gt;Some bloggers are taking breaks like &lt;a href="http://www.meehaku-moyavedhaane-ennu.blogspot.com/"&gt;mini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(she never does wat she intends to do so ended up in postin few posts after her official break)&lt;/span&gt;, others are thinking of takin a break like &lt;a href="http://shweet-butterfly.blogspot.com/2007/10/cut-sort-bureak.html"&gt;shweeet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you kno what I think these girls are cracking their heads over the exams, anyway, girls take tests tooo seriously)&lt;/span&gt;, and other bloggers have put a fullstop to their blogs like &lt;a href="http://www.crazysuja.blogspot.com/"&gt;sujaa&lt;/a&gt; who listened to his pulseatheart and quited after being accused of boastin what he kno about his fellow bloggers in a&lt;a href="http://www.mvblogpolice.wordpress.com/"&gt; mvblogpolice&lt;/a&gt;.I have no idea whether he has denied it or not.&lt;br /&gt;May be its a small part of the pic to determine the whole picture of the blogs.&lt;br /&gt;But may be its a trend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6933893604212776959?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6933893604212776959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6933893604212776959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6933893604212776959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6933893604212776959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/10/eer-whats-happenin.html' title='eer whats happenin'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-286156251363170481</id><published>2007-09-24T17:06:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:55.544+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing my marbles.......!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/RveqVPCUwYI/AAAAAAAAABM/JFC3sCUMUC8/s1600-h/e9109f04f1a2c824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/RveqVPCUwYI/AAAAAAAAABM/JFC3sCUMUC8/s320/e9109f04f1a2c824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113743183692743042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm missing someone&lt;br /&gt;But i haven't got a clue who i'm missing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm not missing some one.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;eeeh I gotta do somethin,&lt;br /&gt;But what to do?????&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic from &lt;a href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs20/300W/f/2007/267/e/9/e9109f04f1a2c824.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-286156251363170481?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/286156251363170481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=286156251363170481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/286156251363170481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/286156251363170481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/09/loosing-my-marbles.html' title='Loosing my marbles.......!!'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/RveqVPCUwYI/AAAAAAAAABM/JFC3sCUMUC8/s72-c/e9109f04f1a2c824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-4189730430771972175</id><published>2007-09-08T17:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:37:12.905+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Science exhibition....</title><content type='html'>Last year I visited our primary school's science exhibition with some friends, i was very intrigued to see these little kids scratching their heads and explainin the concepts and theories of their exhibits...&lt;br /&gt;Our group came across a very good one, with a little bulb and when the kid increases the resistance using a wire the brightness decreases, so we told him that its very nice and asked how it works....he started readin from his mind aloud that when resistance is increased the brightness decreases....so there is nothing wrong with it, right??&lt;br /&gt;then we asked the question that we thought would frighten the kid,&lt;br /&gt;question is whats the use of that??&lt;br /&gt;but the kid answered very honestly...... "eiee majaaa"&lt;br /&gt;so there is nothin wrong with this answer either...&lt;br /&gt;so we went to another exhibit....there is this little girl with a box, we have to pick a question and answer it.....&lt;br /&gt;So i picked one&lt;br /&gt;its some thing like this: whats needed to a rocket to go up in to space???&lt;br /&gt;my answer, knowing that it would correct was FORCE.....but its wrong she said then i asked her the answer......then came the answer.......lots of fuel........ so there is nothing wrong with this answer...but then  I tried to explain that its the force that generates from the fuel, she said its wrong...&lt;br /&gt;this is what we have been taught in grade six and seven....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-4189730430771972175?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/4189730430771972175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=4189730430771972175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4189730430771972175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/4189730430771972175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/09/science-exhibition.html' title='Science exhibition....'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-6542989854217203437</id><published>2007-09-05T18:32:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:36:35.594+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard lines</title><content type='html'>Today I was surfing the internet and as usual it came a thing that grabbed my attention....say no more, &lt;a href="http://overheardlines.blogspot.com/"&gt;check&lt;/a&gt; this one. This person says that these are all true...claims all are overheard lines by this  person or his/her friends...I was thinking if we keep a goood ear from now on we would have bunch of these stuffs in no time. So why not give a try I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-6542989854217203437?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/6542989854217203437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=6542989854217203437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6542989854217203437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/6542989854217203437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/09/overheard-lines.html' title='Overheard lines'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-5159933105432705755</id><published>2007-08-31T11:59:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:00:57.939+05:00</updated><title type='text'>love and life</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was going through some books in the library I came across this book; Harry Potter and Goblet of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the book that caught my attention but something that was written in the back of the cover page....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems someone was in a quest for the meaning of the words: love and life. This person has scribbled all over the paper defining the meanings of these words but at the end came up as follows (its written as i saw)&lt;br /&gt; life: is dhiriulhun&lt;br /&gt; love: is loabi&lt;br /&gt;Where would I find a better meanings for the words than this??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-5159933105432705755?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/5159933105432705755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=5159933105432705755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5159933105432705755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/5159933105432705755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-and-life.html' title='love and life'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-7624715454773865820</id><published>2007-08-14T00:59:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:55.839+05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jennyandadam.com/images/title.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098485207008567618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="259" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/RsF1SGhUYUI/AAAAAAAAABE/a_O4bzX6Cuw/s320/title.gif" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little did I know that I would be studying in AEC since we failed to arrive on time for the Entrance exam.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that I passed the Exam since I failed to turn up to collect the results on the day.&lt;br /&gt;But I was able to sit the papers and I indeed got passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the school and I was a fish out of water.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know by then school's captain that year would be my bestfriend since I saw her only when she was on her prefect duty and we never talked that year.&lt;br /&gt;We became bestfriends. We talk or chat every single day now even though she is in another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that my supervisor that year would be working with me in my very first job because I received my first punishment in school life from him.&lt;br /&gt;But he is very close colleague of mine now and a fellow blogger too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-7624715454773865820?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/7624715454773865820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=7624715454773865820' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7624715454773865820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/7624715454773865820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/RsF1SGhUYUI/AAAAAAAAABE/a_O4bzX6Cuw/s72-c/title.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961227578845682841.post-3772315966913433200</id><published>2007-08-13T16:06:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:28:22.956+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite</title><content type='html'>I'm posting here my favourite story but I have read two or three versions of this one, this is the version I first read, as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Unsaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I woke up. I breathed another breath and blinked another blink. Everyday I told myself it's the day I will tell her how I really feel, I'll tell her that I'm more than a best friend. It's what I told myself everyday, but every time I saw her… I was just too shy. She didn't look at me like that and I didn't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out of my house, seven thirty, just as always, and met Ashley at the end of her driveway. It wasn't very far considering she was my next-door-neighbor. It's been that way for seventeen years and I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was close enough to engage in conversation I felt weak by the mere thought of her. The way she moved, the way she played with her hair when she had nothing else to do. The way she bit her lip and raised her eyebrows every time she saw me, it was my own personal "hello." We talked like best friends, we played like best friends, but she didn't know how I really felt. I was so timid with my feelings for her, because I knew she didn't look at me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus came and picked us up for school. She kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "best friends forever." Beguiled by her beauty, another day my feelings left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night she called me up in tears. She was completely distraught because she said the love of her life had broken her heart. Her sorrow was equitably my sorrow. I rushed to her house. She cried on my shoulder and I told her everything would be okay. I told her that any man who has her in his life is the luckiest man alive. That any sensible man would die to keep her heart beating. A silent tear slipped down my face as I looked into her ocean deep eyes, and stroked her silky hair. I loved her with every ounce of my body, soul, and mind. But I was just too shy to tell her, because she just didn't look at me that way and I didn't know why. She reached her head up and kissed me on the cheek. Her weak breath in my ear muttered the words, "best friends forever." Her slender body fell silent as she drifted to sleep in my arms. Another day my feelings left unsaid. But each day I'll wake up and breathe the same thought and blink the same idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking down the hall at school when she caught up to me at my locker. She raised her eyebrows, bit her lip and asked me for a big favor. I asked her what it was, already knowing I would say yes no matter what she said. She gave me a big smile and told me that her date for prom was really sick and that she wanted me to go with her. We made a promise freshman year that if none of us had dates we would go with each other. As if I could deny such a proposal I looked deep into her eyes, swimming in her beauty, and told her that I would be honored to be the date of such a ravishing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prom I stood at her door looking at her with a poised confidence. The way her hair was done up in some fancy bun, and her lips were shining with some fancy lip stuff. I told her that she looked like a gorgeous model, and if I ever meant something so much it was then. She laughed and took me in for a big hug. She thanked me for the best night of her life and kissed me on the cheek. She pulled my head down and placed her lips to my ear and whispered once again, the echo of my life, "best friends forever." O how I wanted to reveal my very soul to her that very moment. I wanted to tell her that my heart beats to the rhythmic cadence of her own, that without her my life would be haphazard and blotched, empty and alone. That she is the missing piece to the jigsaw puzzle of my heart. But I reciprocated a kiss on the cheek and closed the door. Just another day my feelings left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day snuck up real quick just twenty eight days after prom. To see her walk as if she had the world in her hands was the most beautiful sight. I'd give up the most beautiful scenic view just to see her smile like that. It was like at that very moment, all of time stopped and she was the most important person in the world. O but she was my world, and I was just too shy to tell her. She came up to me afterwards and wrapped her arms around me. She was saying that we finally made it. I looked up at her pearly smile and could only laugh at her own excitement. I wanted with all my heart to tell her how I felt, but I could feel the very bedrock of my confidence erode beneath me. She just didn't look at me like that and I didn't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kissed me on the cheek and whispered gently in my ear, "don't ever forget me—best friends forever." Just another day my feelings left unsaid. It's the plight of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straightened my tie and took a seat in the pew. Who would have thought that just two years after prom I would watch her kiss another man and say "I do." I watched her bond her relationship with a man I barely knew. She came up to me afterwards and was overjoyed that I came. I let her know that I wouldn't miss it for the world. Yet inside I was broken, vacant and alone. I was an empty shell—just a hollow frame. All I could do was smile at her fortune, embrace what I would never have, and love what would never be mine. She gave me a big hug, pulled me close to her white gown and kissed me on the cheek. She raised her eyebrows, bit her lip and said, "We really are, best friends forever". Those words were the resonation in my soul, the foundation to my everlasting shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared back at her and could only muster the strength to return a smile. She just didn't look at me like that, and I didn't know why. Just another day my feelings left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I stand and stare at her lifeless body. It's been fifty years since her wedding and never did I imagine that I would ever be alive to see her dead. Her funeral was the funeral for my hearts hope, for my soul's aspirations. My heart's emptiness now as deep and as dark as the grave that awaited her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman walked up to the podium holding a pink diary, I focused hard and tried to suppress the flowing tears that now reined my face. She explained that it was Ashley's will for her diary to be read out loud when she died. She cracked it open and began to read, "Every day I see him, and I long with all my heart to tell him how I feel. To just once whisper in his ear 'I love you' but I'm just too shy. He just doesn't look at me like that and I don't know why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I breathe another breath and blink another blink, my life left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story: &lt;a href="http://www.georgefox.edu/offices/asc/varietas/leftunsaid.html"&gt;Left Unsaid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;a href="http://www.georgefox.edu/offices/asc/varietas/leftunsaid.html"&gt;Matt Conniry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the question: What makes a story special or favorite to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/961227578845682841-3772315966913433200?l=modespage-online.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/feeds/3772315966913433200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=961227578845682841&amp;postID=3772315966913433200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3772315966913433200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/961227578845682841/posts/default/3772315966913433200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://modespage-online.blogspot.com/2007/08/favourite.html' title='Favourite'/><author><name>mode</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NWpJFUSbtzw/SaVcW8_5GJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TZrpxRMc6nA/S220/modespage.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
