<?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-8429027410460088780</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:23:48.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity Kills Ignorance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8824911940671299098</id><published>2010-07-20T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:03:53.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago everything felt so foreign all of a sudden. I could hear unrecognizable music in the background that was never really there before. It was like closing a chapter of my life that was left unfinished and open for too long. It was a revelation! It felt as if the past which was full of holes suddenly closed in and filled up. The future is uncertain and all too short but at least it won't be spent convincing what should have or could have been done. All the thoughts seemed oh so fake and oh so real at the same time. Its funny the games your head plays when there is no one around to make sense of the nonsense and I am sure that about 75% of all this is nonsense. It happened to me then. The finality of the ending. It happened here and I heartlessly accepted. How ironic is it that the most loveless, heartless act could possibly be the moment of convincing the bond of love? How paradoxical and unfathomable. and the rest? The rest will work itself out or maybe that's what life is supposed to be. A change that is inevitable but not really revolutionizing. Over the last couple of weeks I managed to learn more and more to separate things. And this revelation helped further that cause. Silently my brain and heart moved in sync between the dark shadows that serve as separation between longing and expecting. My achievements from this venture started focusing on the light in the distance. My heart beat, an echo in the distance, hammering out a steady thump when the light is brighter. It's rhythm, a comfort to my soul, a sure reminder that it is working. My knowledge is helping my cause of separation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8824911940671299098?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8824911940671299098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8824911940671299098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8824911940671299098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8824911940671299098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2009/01/separation.html' title='Separation'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7120151374727752089</id><published>2010-01-26T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:02:46.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Life has slowed to a snail's pace&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus from the busy and the buzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the center of a deepening darkness,&lt;br /&gt;the emptiness of infinite space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to fall to sleep, slowly, peacefully and dream…&lt;br /&gt;I spin in circles with my skirt flaring out around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves falling down, getting caught in my hair, rustling beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Autumnal scents fill my being with great memories of my yesterdays and fanciful dreams of my tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spin around, my life changes&lt;br /&gt;As the Earth begins her nap, my life changes&lt;br /&gt;As the world slows and the leaves fall and the chill fills the air, my life changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phoenix rises from the blackened ash.&lt;br /&gt;The saplings rise from the burned forest ground.&lt;br /&gt;The winter gives way to spring, and life begins anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart remembers, yet slowly heals, though reminisces through time.&lt;br /&gt;The birds rejoice once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;varied skies…all orange…with gray clouds hovering….&lt;br /&gt;slight drops wetting my face&lt;br /&gt;inspecting my hand closely, i know&lt;br /&gt;the whole cosmos comes together here&lt;br /&gt;in this minute moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've forgotten the metropolitan&lt;br /&gt;the societies in their brainless existence&lt;br /&gt;the hum and rattle that is the noise of life un-thought of&lt;br /&gt;not forgotten, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;just not realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profound and deep beauty, the deepest beauty, lies in simplicity&lt;br /&gt;A bird song….a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;The intricacy of a leaf….that lustful sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let these moments pass unnoticed is to not live fully.&lt;br /&gt;To only pause and breathe and exist in just one moment, without thought, without pain, without doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to be  what God made you, and to feel your connection to All that is.&lt;br /&gt;It fills the heart and eases the mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7120151374727752089?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7120151374727752089/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4856503711427110643</id><published>2009-06-23T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:58:48.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory</title><content type='html'>Memory is the craftiest one of them all&lt;br /&gt;covering and twisting and stirring&lt;br /&gt;according to the wants of the maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It slides and rocks and blends&lt;br /&gt;along the colored views you see through&lt;br /&gt;matching the forward hopes to be had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in the pictures, the thoughts and the letters&lt;br /&gt;in the clingy squinty attempts to re-insert oneself&lt;br /&gt;into old thoughts, moments and gestures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is distant beyond distance&lt;br /&gt;not a place you’d see casually on a screen&lt;br /&gt;and could imagine, even in your own surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the warm tan that fades&lt;br /&gt;the space between who you are and who you show&lt;br /&gt;in the light blue that twilights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in every choice&lt;br /&gt;whether yours or someone else's&lt;br /&gt;whether well-thought or arbitrarily coincidental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leads you to be exactly what you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4856503711427110643?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4856503711427110643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4856503711427110643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4856503711427110643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4856503711427110643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2009/06/memory.html' title='Memory'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4357672114685236959</id><published>2007-12-18T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:51:35.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strangers Quest for Desire</title><content type='html'>Up there, in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;The speckles are filled&lt;br /&gt;But not the hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Since the stars don’t shimmer down.&lt;br /&gt;And there lies the truth – the truth of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Under the eccentric sky,&lt;br /&gt;Love may be a stranger,&lt;br /&gt;To the stranger of this eternity.&lt;br /&gt;He could see the glimmering sparks;&lt;br /&gt;Sparks of the stars in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They both could feel&lt;br /&gt;The lingering love in the air;&lt;br /&gt;Hovering about like French aroma.&lt;br /&gt;Then their eyes met and&lt;br /&gt;The cardiac muscles beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see the novice;&lt;br /&gt;The enduring spirit only once!&lt;br /&gt;And she turned and disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Into the deep dark night&lt;br /&gt;Never to return forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood there still.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what to do.&lt;br /&gt;And opened his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, was it a dream?&lt;br /&gt;No! There stands the Spark!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4357672114685236959?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4357672114685236959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4357672114685236959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4357672114685236959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4357672114685236959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/12/strangers-quest-for-desire.html' title='The Strangers Quest for Desire'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6197689459138939381</id><published>2007-10-18T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:52:09.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Antidote</title><content type='html'>The heart does a cheerful dance&lt;br /&gt;Gazing into dazzling moonlights&lt;br /&gt;The delicate caress on the skin&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the drizzling raindrops&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;br /&gt;An antidote to this fascination &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those deep glimmering eyes &lt;br /&gt;Make my heart head-over-heels&lt;br /&gt;His sweet words heal constant fears&lt;br /&gt;Even if we’re opposites on many levels&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;br /&gt;An antidote to this attraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep bruises and ruthless sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Mind cautioning like there’s no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling memories and hurtful gestures&lt;br /&gt;Looming into every corner of my essence&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;br /&gt;An antidote to this depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles in every aspects of living&lt;br /&gt;Making me wander and worry about being&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to turn and look towards&lt;br /&gt;In this uncertain path of existence&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;br /&gt;An antidote to this apprehension&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6197689459138939381?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6197689459138939381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6197689459138939381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6197689459138939381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6197689459138939381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/12/antidote.html' title='An Antidote'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4362624100244257192</id><published>2007-05-19T01:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:56:14.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomization</title><content type='html'>URL: &lt;a href="/preview?siteid=161886&amp;amp;itemid=1142"&gt;wet tulip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped talking about VT after 20 days…I guess its not news worthy anymore…man is so fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goooooooooooo braves…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you believe that pirates of the Caribbean just end their story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legally Blonde on broadway…no really…check it out…Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big day for the state of Indiana….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly the entire Indiana congressional delegation was joined by other prominent Hoosiers including former Eli Lilly and Co. chairman Randall Tobias, now administrator of the United States Agency for International Development, and economic adviser to the president Al Hubbard.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would our country be if all the state congressional delegation came to Capitol Hill for something worthwhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Court of the United States decided to hear a case which could be one of the most important environmental decisions to surface in recent years; should the Bush administration be forced to regulate carbon dioxide in efforts to curb global warming? Who wants to discuss the link between global warming and greenhouse gas emissions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classroom No-No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book of the summer? That’s easy….Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows…well so you don’t want you child to be introduced to such atrocity as magic…atleast they are reading instead of playing video games or watching R rated movies behind your back….well forget all the people who don’t like Harry Potter…what about folks who do like it? Whats going to fill the void after the final installment of Ms. Rowling’s magic? Should she prolong it? If she does…will it have the same flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse we all know about outsourcing computer jobs to other countries….what about legal jobs? Yep…that is what a UK site is doing…Expert Legal Advice, the site sells legal advice in prepaid increments of 10, 20, 40 and 80 minutes. The advice, as this page explains, is provided by a team of solicitors in New Delhi. The site promises that its prices for legal advice "are approximately one third of those of a high Street (sic) solicitor." This is for the English Law!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4362624100244257192?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4362624100244257192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4362624100244257192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/05/randomization.html' title='Randomization'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4506373117537013229</id><published>2007-04-22T02:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:02:42.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of Girl</title><content type='html'>The kind of girl who never wakes up early&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for rain and misty morning&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the nature noises in the background&lt;br /&gt;hair tied hair and head out with the dab of eye make-up&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t care about how she looks&lt;br /&gt;Never gives a thought about her attitude&lt;br /&gt;Pondering on things of that day&lt;br /&gt;Putting a smile for everyone else to see&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the nightmare to end&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for something to happen&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where future is held&lt;br /&gt;Breathing only half-heartedly&lt;br /&gt;With Views on everything with morals&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Coke, fizzles scratch her itching throat&lt;br /&gt;Justifying positions on everything&lt;br /&gt;Looking at gigantic mountains, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to live there one day&lt;br /&gt;a girl who ironically never shows any expression, &lt;br /&gt;but is said to be open&lt;br /&gt;Sitting under a shade of a cloud&lt;br /&gt;Being trapped in a world she wishes a change for&lt;br /&gt;Trying to touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Lingering among sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;Living in positive energy but not understanding the will&lt;br /&gt;The will in her heart to go back&lt;br /&gt;Go back to what?...the despairing life at her home?&lt;br /&gt;Wind chimes she hears, that never make a sound&lt;br /&gt;People she sees, who never seem to exist&lt;br /&gt;Life is so terribly wrong, yet she is willing to live&lt;br /&gt;A two minute interruption returns her to reality&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who analysis just about every thought&lt;br /&gt;Just about every reason, feeling and logic&lt;br /&gt;Looking at disturbed sky, stripped away of her shield&lt;br /&gt;Stripped her away of her facade&lt;br /&gt;Lacking her convictions, losing her composure&lt;br /&gt;The throat that says so many untruthful things&lt;br /&gt;Remembering him, him who doesn’t know, care, see&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of sad, midst of all the scenic beauty&lt;br /&gt;Heading for the door…..but to where?&lt;br /&gt;Loving Words she hears, that were never said&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find the meaning of all this…..&lt;br /&gt;How will she become free of this?&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in someone else's body….&lt;br /&gt;Living in a shadow…&lt;br /&gt;kind of girl who holds herself away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;away from hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Because she doesn’t want to fall hard again&lt;br /&gt;Releasing herself from this dream&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to erase the past&lt;br /&gt;Comforts are becoming vague&lt;br /&gt;Looking for someone to lean on,&lt;br /&gt;But not wanting to ask…&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to show vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;Deep within her heart, she is nobody&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who blew it, who regrets it…&lt;br /&gt;Her back against the wall, nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;She turns around and she sees…..sees..emptiness…&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing who's going to find her…&lt;br /&gt;Rain is falling all around her…in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;And seeing her ending all around her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who looks ugly in pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t understand the essence of being a girl&lt;br /&gt;Regretting her mistakes in the past….&lt;br /&gt;Being lonely, cast by a spell&lt;br /&gt;Lights that are dark, encompass her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who hopes for peace for others,&lt;br /&gt;Spreading her joy to everyone else around her&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for the mist to clear, wanting to see…&lt;br /&gt;Doing what is right, not giving up her fight.&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who is useless, pointless, &lt;br /&gt;Who nobody needs, who nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn’t appreciate the beauty in front of her&lt;br /&gt;Kind of girl who stands among breathtaking hills&lt;br /&gt;Sees the fog around her, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels the misty wind on her cheek&lt;br /&gt;Yet, doesn’t feel it…! Yet doesn’t love it….&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who waits for the night&lt;br /&gt;That’s when all these stop&lt;br /&gt;That’s when its all peace and quiet&lt;br /&gt;That’s when she can be herself again without changing&lt;br /&gt;The whispering night gives her peace&lt;br /&gt;The moonlight makes her lite..&lt;br /&gt;The darkness helps her keeping in check&lt;br /&gt;And then she waits again for the morning…&lt;br /&gt;The kind of girl who realizes it will happen all again&lt;br /&gt;The cycle of her life…that never seems to change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4506373117537013229?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4506373117537013229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4506373117537013229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4506373117537013229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4506373117537013229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/12/kind-of-girl.html' title='Kind of Girl'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4405074535702662229</id><published>2007-02-19T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:34:37.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="color: black;" align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CBE5FE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Political Profile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCE2FE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall&lt;/strong&gt;: 55% Conservative, 45% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDFFE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CFDCFF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Responsibility&lt;/strong&gt;: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D0D8FF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiscal Issues&lt;/strong&gt;: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D1D5FF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethics&lt;/strong&gt;: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D2D2FF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defense and Crime&lt;/strong&gt;: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howliberalorconservativeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4405074535702662229?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4405074535702662229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4405074535702662229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4405074535702662229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4405074535702662229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/02/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1562339586419456218</id><published>2007-02-04T03:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:49:11.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tit bits</title><content type='html'>* Secret compartment or not…you have to agree it is a brilliant idea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Vermont, where nearly three quarters of residents oppose the Iraq war, has the nation's highest per capita death rate in the conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A biological engineering professor at MIT who was not granted tenure last month plans to begin fasting February 5--and he won't stop until administrators promote him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * In his new book, "The Enemy at Home: The Cultural Left and Its Responsibility for 9/11," D'Souza argues that "The cultural left in this country is responsible for causing 9/11 ... the cultural left and its allies in Congress, the media, Hollywood, the non-profit sector and the universities are the primary cause of the volcano of anger toward America that is erupting from the Islamic world." On Tuesday, during an appearance on Comedy Central's "Colbert Report," D'Souza was prodded by host Stephen Colbert into admitting that he agrees "with some of the things that these radical extremists [who attacked the United States on 9/11] are against in America." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "I mean, you got the first mainstream African-American who is articulate and bright and clean and a nice-looking guy. I mean, that's a storybook, man."-----this came from the same man who said 'you cant go to a 711 or dunkin donuts without spotting an Indian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Much Ado about Peyton….So I am cheering for the Colts for the superbowl next week. I know I know…why am I cheering for my most hated team? Ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Harry Potter and Deathly Hallows --- July 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Alright So I gave American Idol, Bones and 30 Rock a chance. 30 Rock---umm I didn't know what was happening almost all of the episode. Yep. I am not very smart you see. American Idol---Simon Fuller and Simon Cowell are the only reason that show is still being aired. Bones---lots of sexual innuendos all across the show and its interesting how they talk about different chemicals like they are the most obvious answers…"oh magnesium bromide with tetracycline…ofcourse…ofcourse"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * World of warcraft sold worldwide total of nearly 2.4 million copies in the first 24 hours of availability on Jan. 23, 2007 ---WOW…WoW IS WOW….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * But wait...even video games cant beat books baby...in 24 hours, harry potter and the half blood prince sold 6.9 million copies!!!! wat da ya say bout tha?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1562339586419456218?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1562339586419456218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1562339586419456218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1562339586419456218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1562339586419456218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/02/tit-bits.html' title='Tit bits'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6198385521464562436</id><published>2007-01-19T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:16:23.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstores</title><content type='html'>All the people who know me claim that I am a geek for going to book stores like&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;N or libraries….so I decided to prove them wrong…not that I don't like&lt;br /&gt;being a geek but I wanted to remove all the essentialistic (stereotyping) ideas&lt;br /&gt;from their minds…Ok so I observed people who came to the store and essentially&lt;br /&gt;noted down the different types of people who came. My analysis and bottom line?&lt;br /&gt;Well that everyone who comes to the bookstores are not geeks…let me start with&lt;br /&gt;my types of ppl….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;all these observations are fictional and do not mean to insult anyone anywhere&lt;br /&gt;anytime…not all people fall in these observations and should not be thought to&lt;br /&gt;reflect them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some ppl who come to the bookstore just to show that they are literate and&lt;br /&gt;they enjoy reading and so on…these are ppl who just come there and act as if&lt;br /&gt;they are reading some intense subject but really they are just trying to prove&lt;br /&gt;something to their friends or office associates…or in the worst case&lt;br /&gt;scenarios…yep…even find a romantic partner…oh yeah even in the aisles…..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other instances, they are people who come to listen to the music and figure out&lt;br /&gt;which cd to buy or if they are tech savvy then what to download from the net&lt;br /&gt;after goin home….these kind do not just directly go to the music section. No&lt;br /&gt;sire, they first roam around the book acting as if they are lookin through&lt;br /&gt;everythin and then slowly but surely slide towards the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite type are the groups of people who strongly believe that they in their&lt;br /&gt;gender stereotyping simply believe they should be seen reading certain type of&lt;br /&gt;books….for example, there will be some men who think reading romance novels are&lt;br /&gt;against their social classification and will be seen looking at mystery&lt;br /&gt;sections but reading through synopsis of romance novels…these ppl strictly&lt;br /&gt;believe that if they are seen reading romance novels, they will be banished in&lt;br /&gt;the society. Another example is when I saw a woman reading a book on the some &lt;br /&gt;autobiography or sports book but standing in the fiction aisle…she does not like anyone &lt;br /&gt;thinking she is reading that book…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another type are people who come to read self-help books….these are the most&lt;br /&gt;interesting people in the bookstore…cos they are not seen standing near the&lt;br /&gt;sections…I mean who wants to absolutely show that they have a personal problem&lt;br /&gt;that they need a solution for…especially in books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidently, there are parents of children who come to the stores for their kids&lt;br /&gt;welfare…these parents don't necessarily believe that reading books is great but&lt;br /&gt;are there for their kids….they come to the store looking totally lost and&lt;br /&gt;thinking…"god why are there soo many ppl here?"…..they slowly take their kids&lt;br /&gt;to the kids section and start looking for books…when they find books that might&lt;br /&gt;interest their chidren, they fall into a huge dilemma….the kid starts asking&lt;br /&gt;them to buy all the books…the parent does not want to buy all cos of various&lt;br /&gt;reasons….then the kid asks why they cant buy the books…and at this time there&lt;br /&gt;are others looking at the drama going on….the parent now does not know what to&lt;br /&gt;do and starts to get embarrassed….in most cases, they just give some reason and&lt;br /&gt;take the kid away…in some…they don't have a choice but to buy all the&lt;br /&gt;books….yep….book "child" pressure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The folks who work at the book store are usually considered to be like real studious&lt;br /&gt;and geeky people…in real life, they usually are not….dont get me wrong…some&lt;br /&gt;are…but most of the requirements for bookstores do not ask for book&lt;br /&gt;knowledge….these workers know when to sell books to the customers….when someone&lt;br /&gt;asks for a book…they not only look for the book but come to find it for u….u&lt;br /&gt;know why?....cos when they took so much effort to come and find it…u will&lt;br /&gt;surely be pressured to buy it….lets say u don't…and u just kind of say thanks&lt;br /&gt;and walk away….u will probably be blessed with a look of resentment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another type of customers who come into bookstores are magazine readers. Yep they come solely to read magazines so that they don't have to buy them for lots of money&lt;br /&gt;and once read throw them away uselessly…these ppl like the music ones…don't want&lt;br /&gt;to be obvious in reaching for the magazines…so they tend to read other books&lt;br /&gt;and then go for the books….its a good tactic….and even smarter ones…read a&lt;br /&gt;magazine then read some book or look through some other section…then come read&lt;br /&gt;one more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there more types of people at the bookstores??? yes....can you think of some?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6198385521464562436?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6198385521464562436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6198385521464562436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6198385521464562436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6198385521464562436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2007/01/bookstores.html' title='Bookstores'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-760031396458774995</id><published>2006-12-05T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:36:10.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Walnut Tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/walnut-tree.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are strange and full of contrasts... the oddball of your group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unrelenting and you have unlimited ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not always liked but always admired, you are more infamous than famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are aggressive and spontaneous, and your reactions are often unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jealous and passionate person, you are difficult in romantic relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/"&gt;What's Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF8C2" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCE3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a quirky, unique person to be your lover. You're easy going about who you're with, as long as they love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-760031396458774995?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/760031396458774995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=760031396458774995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/760031396458774995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/760031396458774995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/12/personality-tests.html' title='Personality tests'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7567819645622273201</id><published>2006-11-30T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:44:21.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>Have you ever known a person that would write letters in their head? Letters that express a lot more than just words, letters full of thoughts, letters which were never really thought out completely. Have you ever been the kind of a person who wrote these letters to someone in your head? Like to someone you know that's far away, maybe an old friend, a grandparent, maybe someone you wish to reach out to...? I do that with you! I must have written you hundreds of letters by now, while in real life I think I may have written very few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write you in my head and hope that you write back to me and there's always something more I'd like to say, something I’d like to add, that I'd like to ask. But I never get there. I never seem to get there. When I go through a major change in my life, when I notice something random, when something bothers me or when I'm really happy and I start thinking I should write to you. But I almost never do. I plan out this beautiful, long novel of a letter while I wait for the train, while I cook dinner, while I read, while I hear the rain, while I think before I go to sleep. But they're never written, never sent, never known, and never said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7567819645622273201?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7567819645622273201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7567819645622273201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7567819645622273201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7567819645622273201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/11/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3865131916781870046</id><published>2006-11-09T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:00:40.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Important issues in the elections</title><content type='html'>So elections are the most happening news on television. The political ads came to an end. The donkeys are in the house and the elephants are battling for the senate. Virginia is once again the center of attention.  Perdue won the governorship as predicted. Harold Ford lost in Tennessee. McCaskill won in Missouri. Liberman won his seat in Connecticut. I do not know how many people are paying attention to the important questions. Here are the ones asked in the pollster on the ballots in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6604/1028934010065928/1600/elections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6604/1028934010065928/400/elections.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3865131916781870046?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3865131916781870046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3865131916781870046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3865131916781870046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3865131916781870046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/11/important-issues-in-elections.html' title='Important issues in the elections'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2526017033955062661</id><published>2006-10-29T17:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:12:53.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p   style="margin: 0in;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;Sometimes reading your email is one of the most happening and happiest moments of your day. The reason? When friends offer more than you anticipate bringing a smile to your face in the midst of any problems. The bottom line "u can count on your old friends with young hearts!" yeah I believe I now have friends who are much more supportive than anyone of my many acquaintances combined :-)&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p   style="margin: 0in;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Everyone I know asks me why I like baseball. When I tell them its not just about the sport, they tell me yeah its all about the players making money. It is more than that. It is the management of money by a team like how a family household manages except with 40 people instead of 4. Here is the breakdown of the family of the Atlanta Braves: “The Braves have said their payroll will once again be around $80 million next year. They are already contractually obligated to seven players -- Chipper Jones, Andruw Jones, Mike Hampton, Bob Wickman, John Smoltz, Edgar Renteria and Tim Hudson -- and they account for $60.33 million (with Hampton's salary prorated) of the payroll. Even if the Braves got Glavine to agree to a bargain-basement $7 million deal, that would leave them approximately $10 million to pay their first baseman, second baseman, left fielder, right fielder, catcher, four bench players, another starting pitcher and six middle relievers. In other words, Glavine isn't coming back to Atlanta unless somebody is traded. Trading Hudson would erase $6 million from the books and force the Braves, heading into the 2008 season, to rebuild their starting rotation again. At 32 years old, Hudson must be looked at as the ace for the future. “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Obviously everyone has heard about the famous political ad featuring Michael J. Fox and his lobbying for the stem cell research last week on Fox during Game 1 of the World Series. After that Mr. Rush Limbaugh’s criticisms made that brought this issue into the attention of national media. Giving an interview with Katie Couric on CBS, here is what Fox had to say. "This is not about red states and blue states," added Fox, who has also lobbied Congress to lift President Bush's restrictions on funding for stem cell research. "This is not about Democrats and Republicans. This is about claiming our place as the scientific leader in scientific research and moving forward and helping our citizens. That's all it is. It's that simple."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Speaking of political ads for the election year, the best ad in the ones I saw so far comes from the state of Tennessee between Ford vs. Crocker. The ad was funded by the Republican Party, have a look at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vZF5ZTu2Go"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;He's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vZF5ZTu2Go"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vZF5ZTu2Go"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Good Looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vZF5ZTu2Go"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Starbucks has one of the best coffees. Why? Because of its coffee beans. Coffee beans worth about 47 million pounds. &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/frontpage/story/0,,1931675,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Starbucks, the coffee beans and the copyright row that cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/frontpage/story/0,,1931675,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/frontpage/story/0,,1931675,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Ethiopia £47m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/frontpage/story/0,,1931675,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;National Boss Day is October 16th. The day was made to offer employees an opportunity to recognize those in supervisory positions. Popular ways to say "thanks" include cards, a lunch in the boss's honor, flowers, or gift certificates. Interesting stuff!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Many of the primetime shows on television don’t catch my attention for longer than two episodes. One exception from my routine contempt towards tv shows is Studio 60. Studio 60 revolves around the scenes of a fictional live sketchy comedy show whose format is similar to SNL. The fictional show in Studio 60 is written by Matthew Perry and Bradley Whitford. From its undertones about the racism in Hollywood to a guy whose parents don’t respect his job in tv production, Studio 60 has all the pleasures needed to make the audience feel well acquainted with television production.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;John Mark Karr moved to Atlanta into his father's house and eventually moved to a undisclosed location when the neighbors did not especially want him around in their community.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Gwinnett County school district as you all know is famous for rebelling against the norm in Georgia. After the evolution debate, it is now taking on a new project called Harry Potter. According to the AJC, Harry in the potter series contributes to school violence and indoctrinates kids in the wicca religion. In december, the state school board will consider a ban in gwinnett county board which are say Cindarella and Macbeth will be next!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;AJC Vents:&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Hey Rush, if you don’t think michael fox's drugs are working for him, why don’t you offer him some of yours?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"On Halloween, should I dress up as Global Warming or the Bird Flu?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2526017033955062661?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2526017033955062661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2526017033955062661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2526017033955062661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2526017033955062661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/10/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7963897118494318252</id><published>2006-10-26T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:06:42.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Friend are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quizilla.com/L/linzyluv/1040674697_iz_monica1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/linzyluv/1040674697_iz_monica1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Title: which Friends character are yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're monica...a perfectionist who's ALWAYS cleaning. there's no one you love more than your friends...unless they spill cookie crumbs on the couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7963897118494318252?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7963897118494318252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7963897118494318252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7963897118494318252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7963897118494318252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/10/which-friend-are-you.html' title='Which Friend are you?'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6162825622900294617</id><published>2006-09-19T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:26:22.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/pravad"&gt;Om Pranava Shabdham Dance Performance at FSU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One important question ... is how the world will adapt to a less buoyant U.S. economy," Managing Director Rodrigo de Rato of IMF said during a press conference. Of course that doesn't mean that the U.S. slowdown will be dramatic but certainly we are in a less dynamic environment, although still a very positive one in terms of potential in the U.S."-------Wow….IMF is soo smart….thats like saying the fire will burn the house...but atleast its not wasting any water in the process!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft---Windows HS  &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/TECH/ptech/09/07/school.of.future.ap/index.html?section=cnn_topstories"&gt;Windows HS: Microsoft designs a school system&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After watching the little league World Series, I think the Braves should immediately sign both teams' pitchers and put them in the rotation behind Smotlz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't mind a bit that the government is illegally tapping my phone calls. Its nice to think that someone is listening to me for a change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An athlete grows over time…he becomes more patient, less aggressive, more mature, tired, less athletic, and so much more…but one athlete has made this theory impossible to generalize on to him. I was watching the Red Sox v. Yanks game and he is still the same player I saw 8 years ago…he was 24 yrs old…and now at 32…he hasn’t changed a bit…He is Derek Sanderson Jeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imagelabeler/"&gt;Image Labeler&lt;/a&gt; Awesome Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a CBS night show called Smith…They put Chaiyya Chaiyya – Dil Se (the dance I did with black dress) song when the bad guys were shown. I wonder what the producers and the director thinking at that time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6162825622900294617?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6162825622900294617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6162825622900294617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6162825622900294617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6162825622900294617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-performance.html' title='Dance Performance'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1902280252134167222</id><published>2006-09-14T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:24:42.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair up?: No&lt;br /&gt;Is your phone right beside you?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a bf/ gf?: Nah&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were somewhere else?: yeah, Ireland, Greece, India, China, Argentina,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have plans for tonight?: Class....yayay!&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing makeup?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing chapstick?: Sure&lt;br /&gt;Are you cold?:no&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired?: Not so much&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited?: No&lt;br /&gt;Are you watching t.v.?:No&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing pajamas?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you IMed?: Bhargava&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person that called you?: Carole&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you hugged?: Rohan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you regret?: yeah, a lot. thats how u learn from life...&lt;br /&gt;Ever lied?: Yeah....White lies usually.&lt;br /&gt;Ever stuck gum under a desk?: No..I hate ppl who do&lt;br /&gt;Ever spit at someone? No..how does that show ne emotion?&lt;br /&gt;Ever kick something living?: No&lt;br /&gt;Ever had your nails done?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever thrown up because you cried so hard?: No...I dont let my emotions go over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVEAL A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had any plans last week?: yeah....loads&lt;br /&gt;Who did you see most last week?: my roommate&lt;br /&gt;Was last week interesting?: I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you cussed?: I neva curse..its a waste of emotion&lt;br /&gt;Have you yelled at someone?: No..&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten mad at someone? Yep&lt;br /&gt;Have you called more than 3 people?: Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Have you IMed more than 3 people?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you eaten anything gross? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPILL YOUR GUTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. First thing you did this morning?: thought about how late how i woke up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Last thing you ate?: Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's something you look forward to most in the next 6 weeks?: not 6 but maybe 8 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's annoying you right now?: how much I detest ppl who r ignorant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's the last movie you saw?: Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do you believe in long distance relationships?: well not really....depends on the individuals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where is the last place you went?: Bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who is the last person you called?: Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now? i dont know...is someone thinkin about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Choose one to have (love, beauty, money, creativity): Love...if ur an idealist...money if ur a pragmatist....creativity if ur artistic...beauty if ur a romantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you wish on stars?: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does it work?: I do it so often..i cant tell...hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?: I dont like wearin sneakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you last cry?: ummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your handwriting?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?: I try to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you keeping a secret from the world?: If I am its cos noone asked me about it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?: T-shirt....Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets?: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the color of your bedsheets?: Black and White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 9 last night?: Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: last person you talked to: My mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When is the last time you saw your dad?: Last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left:Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried yourself to sleep?: a few times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: ahuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Song that makes you cry?:too many to name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a normally happy person?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is your self-esteem low?: not really. I'm cynical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color are your eyes?: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Long or Short Hair: Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Current Music?: None&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1902280252134167222?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1902280252134167222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1902280252134167222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1902280252134167222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1902280252134167222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/09/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3625394766049139130</id><published>2006-08-25T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:07:43.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Trance</title><content type='html'>No Distance is too great&lt;br /&gt;For your memory to live all&lt;br /&gt;Let me live&lt;br /&gt;In the deepness of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I will live&lt;br /&gt;We'll live on in our dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never…..&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga Ri Sa Ga Ri Sa Ni Sa Sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Farewell Trance (Bakground music)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3625394766049139130?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3625394766049139130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3625394766049139130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3625394766049139130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3625394766049139130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-distance-is-too-great-for-your.html' title='Farewell Trance'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3120350046749799853</id><published>2006-08-07T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:23:20.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Game, Pretty Boy!</title><content type='html'>http://msn.foxsports.com/other/story/5838738?FSO1&amp;ATT=HCP&amp;GT1=8485&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Game, Pretty Boy! Disagreeing with the story, here is my list..not in any particular order of good looks or talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Jim Mora, Falcons Head Coach, Football&lt;br /&gt;   2. Chad Hendrix, Olympic Athlete&lt;br /&gt;   3. Jeff Franceour, Atlanta Braves, Baseball&lt;br /&gt;   4. Jake Delhome, Carolina Panthers, Football&lt;br /&gt;   5. Irfan Pathan, Cricket&lt;br /&gt;   6. Tom Brady, NE Patriots, Football&lt;br /&gt;   7. David Becham, Soccer&lt;br /&gt;   8. Theo Epstein, Red Sox General Manager&lt;br /&gt;   9. Lance Armstrong, Bicyclist&lt;br /&gt;  10. Carl Pavano, New York Yankees, Baseball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3120350046749799853?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3120350046749799853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3120350046749799853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3120350046749799853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3120350046749799853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/08/nice-game-pretty-boy.html' title='Nice Game, Pretty Boy!'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2285004614231951121</id><published>2006-08-05T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:22:49.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance</title><content type='html'>Dance with style and creativity.....&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2285004614231951121?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2285004614231951121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2285004614231951121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2285004614231951121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2285004614231951121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/08/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4750182513017219426</id><published>2006-07-23T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:20:37.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul</title><content type='html'>What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;br /&gt;You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is still unknown, and a little scary. You'll get through wild times - and you'll textually enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4750182513017219426?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4750182513017219426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4750182513017219426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4750182513017219426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4750182513017219426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/07/soul.html' title='Soul'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8871728360118047207</id><published>2006-07-19T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:18:59.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praveena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/praveena.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/praveena.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8871728360118047207?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8871728360118047207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8871728360118047207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8871728360118047207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8871728360118047207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/07/praveena.html' title='Praveena'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8298179954981368342</id><published>2006-07-09T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:18:15.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Broke</title><content type='html'>Class Mothers and Fathers Are Going Broke’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New book looks at how the ferocious bidding war for housing and education has quietly engulfed America’s suburbs----NBC's Today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8298179954981368342?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8298179954981368342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8298179954981368342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8298179954981368342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8298179954981368342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/07/going-broke.html' title='Going Broke'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2129455546069684692</id><published>2006-07-07T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:17:34.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF</title><content type='html'>Name: ur readin this without knowin my name?&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: April&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: India&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: Right is always right&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Indian&lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: Sandals&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: Melting eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Mushrooms and Black Olives&lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: too many to name here&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: huh?&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up: mmmm...Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: depends on the book im readin&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: Late night snacks&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King: Mcds&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Single&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: hmm...Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;Do you Smoke: No&lt;br /&gt;Do you Swear: Rarely...No&lt;br /&gt;Do you Sing: All the time&lt;br /&gt;Do you Shower Daily: who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;Have you Been in Love: umm...depends on wat Love means to u...&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go to College: who doesnt wanna?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get Married: Sure&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in yourself: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: ahuh&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Health Freak: Not a freak...Health conscious&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your Parents: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: Ofcourse&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument: Nah&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Nah&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Smoked: Noo&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs: Noo&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date: hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall: Yes&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: I hate Oreos&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi: Dont eat Sushi&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage: Yes&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped: No&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: No&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything: No&lt;br /&gt;Ever been Drunk: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever been called a Tease: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever been Beaten up: No&lt;br /&gt;Ever Shoplifted: No&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to Die: peacefully&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up: I am grown up...im ancient&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: Ireland&lt;br /&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Eye Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair: Medium&lt;br /&gt;Height: Tall&lt;br /&gt;Weight: Standard&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: wateva is unique with him&lt;br /&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken: do antibiotics count?&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs I own: too many to count&lt;br /&gt;Number of Piercings: 2&lt;br /&gt;Number of Tattoos: None&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2129455546069684692?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2129455546069684692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2129455546069684692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2129455546069684692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2129455546069684692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/07/tell-me-about-yourself.html' title='TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8642492263928129108</id><published>2006-06-25T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:16:51.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>The song that’s playin is a Egyptian Song Called Habibi…listen to the lyrics about half way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://secondlife.com/ - Second Life: Your World, Your imagination  --- So here is a website where you virtually create yourself or your avatar and basically make another digital world with people, experiences, opportunities etc. Ofcourse imagine if you cant manage your own life…and you set out to manage a whole new life and a whole new world!!! Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to shoppin for somethin and noticed a man carryin a caged bird to his car….hmm…wat is the bird thinkin about this point?.....obviously….its happy cos the man will feed it…will prolly take care of it betta than it will take care of itself right….and there r obstacles outside…..things it could choke up on, possibly get lost….possibly bringin its destruction..but then…wouldn't the bird have its freedom outside that cage….without the planned life or controlled by its owner or its surroundings….so which option is better? Cage or freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to Watch Lake House….Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves play two pen pals (aka platonic lovers) separated not just by physical or emotional distance, but by an even more greater distace: time. Two years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dad was telling me about the new Blu-Ray (made by Sony) DVD player by Samsung that is being sold in Best Buy for $999.99 (!!!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wikipedia's founder, Jimmy Wales, has asked that college students refrain from citing Wikipedia as a source of academic research." why would any college student cite wikipedia as their academic source? Any person can edit it and write anything they want and to tell students not to cite them as a source….aarrgghhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8642492263928129108?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8642492263928129108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8642492263928129108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8642492263928129108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8642492263928129108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7486254675529121871</id><published>2006-06-24T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:16:20.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>You scored as Mysterious. You wish to hide who you are from all those around you. You find it very hard to trust people. You also may enjoy the fun that comes from playing mind games with others around you.My advice Get out there and reveal the true you if only to one person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 75%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond Eyes&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 67%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes full of Pain&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 17%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your eyes reveal about you?(PICS!)&lt;br /&gt;created with QuizFarm.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7486254675529121871?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7486254675529121871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7486254675529121871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7486254675529121871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7486254675529121871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/06/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5853811188204560544</id><published>2006-06-22T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:15:39.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night and Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/2006/06/city-hall_night_tall_reflection_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/2006/06/city-hall_night_tall_reflection_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Sam Javanrouh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5853811188204560544?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5853811188204560544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5853811188204560544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5853811188204560544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5853811188204560544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/06/night-and-water.html' title='Night and Water'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8188745918479959473</id><published>2006-06-18T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:14:10.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8188745918479959473?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8188745918479959473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8188745918479959473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8188745918479959473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8188745918479959473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/06/dc.html' title='DC'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4036983958707897256</id><published>2006-06-03T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:13:23.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>The new James Bond trailer: I don’t know about the action yet but Bond certainly got the ladies part down in his movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immigration speech from last week was quite impressive. At least he outlined some sort of solution to the problem instead of complaining and ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If McCann stays out of the game any longer, Braves wont stand a chance against Mets. As long as they don’t figure out a way to get around Mets Pitching, no team in the East can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$77 Million box office collections are definitely because of all the negative talk and bad hype. Not a bad deal for Ron Howard eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if all the American Idol voters concentrated on voting for the elections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo very sad about Brian McCann…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko antu kaburu pedite madilo mooge murali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject1: Dude do u see that?....thats a Lamborghini…god that’s awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject2: Interestin…I don’t see it flying in the air….its still struck in traffic like all other cars…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixon School Road in North Carolina has a huge cigarette outlet. Good way to say "Tobacco Free teens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln Memorial has confederate money for sale at the memorial store. Who sees the irony in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you meet people from your past, its pretty awesome and to see them after so long time is a nice feeling especially when both parties feel a sense of Déjà vu all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends who recently decided to tie the knot, I wish you immense happiness and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4036983958707897256?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4036983958707897256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4036983958707897256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4036983958707897256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4036983958707897256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/06/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7431903291581579776</id><published>2006-05-06T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:12:46.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Braves 06</title><content type='html'>The worst point of watchin a game is when ur team is losin in the worst way possible and yet u still hope somethin will happen. This is especially true against a team that u just despise because of the ongoin rivalry with them. If anyone watched the recent braves games they know what exactly i am talkin about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not even the fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * that Braves are playin bad...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that their rookies r tricked easily...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that their bullpen is unstable...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that the startin pitchers are tryin too hard...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that out of 9 ppl in the line up only 2 ppl have avg above .300....or&lt;br /&gt;    * that the other teams are playin better...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that our manager is gettin frustrated and makin some mistakened changes...or&lt;br /&gt;    * that we finally have to accept this is the end of the run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * that we know how these teams work&lt;br /&gt;    * that we still dont figure them out&lt;br /&gt;    * that we are makin the same mistakes&lt;br /&gt;    * that we have rookies that are hardworkers...(McCann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a sickening thought to see that games are gettin done...and we are digging ourselves into deeper holes that we cant get out of.....esp when u have talent, loyalty, hardwork in the team and u believe in them!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7431903291581579776?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7431903291581579776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7431903291581579776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7431903291581579776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7431903291581579776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/05/braves-06.html' title='Braves 06'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4380193919218274926</id><published>2006-04-24T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:12:20.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bother</title><content type='html'>It really bothers me when people come to the theater and start groaning and frowning about the movie. I mean especially when they know the story is based on something. I went to watch an Indian Classical dance movie. All these guys sitting in front made soo many random unarticulated unintelligent unnecessary comments. It is very simple logic. If you are not interested in classical music or dance, you should not show up to watch it. Every time there was any kind of dance or music, they would start squirming around like little kids with short term attention span. Obviously, there are some issues with every movie that make us want to roll our eyes and appeal to the higher beings above. Even then, there is no point in making that particular irritation so noticeable that the whole room would know about your likes and dislikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4380193919218274926?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4380193919218274926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4380193919218274926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4380193919218274926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4380193919218274926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/04/bother.html' title='Bother'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1838895306540782070</id><published>2006-04-18T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:11:54.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>If you have time...take the following survey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read this Harry Potter book, you are invited to participate in the study by completing an online survey (Please read the consent form first). Most questions are multiple choice, so it will take you only about 15 minutes to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your participation is greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.zoomerang.com/survey.zgi?p=WEB2254TPL39S8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia Hoffner&lt;br /&gt;Associate Professor&lt;br /&gt;Department of Communication&lt;br /&gt;Georgia State University&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1838895306540782070?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1838895306540782070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1838895306540782070' title='0 Comments'/><link 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shared by two.&lt;br /&gt;Connected together, some by locks;&lt;br /&gt;Many meet their fate upon the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Arrange their initials, and you should&lt;br /&gt;Find things that are found in a neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has just been described?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Google&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3185678018636981675?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3185678018636981675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3185678018636981675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3185678018636981675'/><link rel='self' 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bhar de&lt;br /&gt;Kyon sitamgar aye khudaai kaisi hoti hai judaai&lt;br /&gt;Kitna sakt hota hai doori ka gam, mere dil se pooch lo na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behte ashkon mein chhupi hai pyar ki baaten&lt;br /&gt;Lamha lamha yaad aati woh mulaakaten&lt;br /&gt;Chaahaton ki moti ladiyaan kaise kat ti hai yeh ghadiya&lt;br /&gt;Kiss tarah se karti sada yeh sitam, mere dil se pooch lo na&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4600885895185759578?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4600885895185759578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4600885895185759578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-147272293824638496</id><published>2006-03-09T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:06:23.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry</title><content type='html'>Boy: strawberry aankhen sochte kya hain...ladki tum tho mahelo mein ho bani...woh ice cream jo hai tum fridge mein rakhi...tum ne jo bhi kaha...woh hamesha hua..phir bhi aankhon mein woh yeh ghum jo chupa...phir bhi tum khush nahi...bholo hain baat kya??&lt;br /&gt;Girl: hmm?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Tum dil ki har baat se kyu itni bezar? Tum pyar ke sab kaubo ko bhi kehati ho bekar..pagli kahi...tum tho nahi...??&lt;br /&gt;Girl: thats a song? or r u sayin that?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: u figure it out&lt;br /&gt;Girl: okay&lt;br /&gt;Boy: u dont like it&lt;br /&gt;Girl: lol...its betta than the other one...&lt;br /&gt;Boy: i knew it was original&lt;br /&gt;Girl: yeah its original alright...haha&lt;br /&gt;Boy: aankhon mein hain heere chamakte&lt;br /&gt;Boy: chehre par hain chaand damakte&lt;br /&gt;Boy: gaalon mein hain phool mahakte&lt;br /&gt;Boy: hoton mein hain kaliyaan gulaabi&lt;br /&gt;Boy: dilko bana de jaise sharaabi&lt;br /&gt;Boy: naak to thodi oversize hai&lt;br /&gt;Girl: wat??????????????????&lt;br /&gt;Boy: &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-147272293824638496?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/147272293824638496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=147272293824638496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/147272293824638496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/147272293824638496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/03/strawberry.html' title='Strawberry'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3507582755241947633</id><published>2006-03-07T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:05:49.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 class="itemTitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;Chand Hendrix got one Gold, One Silver and One Bronze..!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting out of class last night at 10 and i saw this hot guy driving away in a Mercedes..at the signal...he got a green to turn right..he still looked and turned...I found myself smilin at his brawns and brains! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley4.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my American Civil Liberties Midterm back....yeah...90!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vent column in the ajc had someone's saying.."Let me get this right: Arthur Blank buys a team for $545 million that has won only two division titles in its 40-year history and no world championships, but he balks at paying $400 million for a team that has won 14 straight division titles and one world championship?"...Thats hilarious....this lad is smart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens in the Dan Brown law suit...both books sales will increase! (coincidence?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed with Bush's interview with Vargas on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a song stuck in my head..I dont know wat it is or where i heard it...I've been goin crazy trying to figure it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a google account...http://pages.google.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cacd.uscourts.gov/CACD/RecentPubOp.nsf/bb61c530eab0911c882567cf005ac6f9/3fdcaed8913a22018825711c005055a5/$FILE/CV04-9484AHM.pdf&lt;br /&gt;Perfect 10. v. Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Pran listen to this hindi song, and he goes "akka, wat r u listenin to..?"....he says it in this desperate state like...'oh if I dont caution her, we will lose her to the aliens....'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Aksar to watch the songs...cos I really like them!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an ad on tv for Acura TL and I was furious watching it. Its so sad...these ppl are like call home, chinese, this and that...and its like they dont even think....imagine in the future ppl will even forget where a restaurant is located or even how to look for one...its saddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roe v. Wade has a interesting irony to it when u think of the how many justices voted on the case and who others didnt get a chance to vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Rang De Basanti (Hindi)...It was alright...good story...not the greatest movie that the hype says it is....the fundamental story plot was good...the screenplay, the political and social contrasts were all very viable...the film falls in the actin section...Aamir Khan does not live up to the hype...he is constantly tryin too hard to be youthful and mischievous...the eye catchin performances to be were given by the Political Activist (Atul Kulkarni) who constantly amazes me with his actin skills...his stiflin personality suits the role like a hand in a glove...Another stellar performance was by the Muslim Student (Kunal Kapoor)....I dont ever remember reachin out to a character who is a side actor...and then there was Siddarth...who did a pretty decent job considerin the fact that I neva really liked him much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscars...hmm....hmm....hmm....Crash was a very diplomatic way out of political nuances...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Aap Ki Kashish (Hindi) Song video if anyone gets a chance...I liked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this talk about Giles missin Spring Trainin....shove it...really....personal issues are way too important...esp if they involve a baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3507582755241947633?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3507582755241947633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3507582755241947633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3507582755241947633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3507582755241947633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/03/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7713097721944842359</id><published>2006-03-03T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:04:56.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; You Are a Seeker Soul &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/seeker-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges.&lt;br /&gt;You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions.&lt;br /&gt;Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others.&lt;br /&gt;And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically.&lt;br /&gt;Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7713097721944842359?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7713097721944842359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7713097721944842359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7713097721944842359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7713097721944842359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/03/soul.html' title='Soul'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2924027172310648699</id><published>2006-02-28T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:04:32.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="blogbody" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; You Are an Espresso &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/espresso.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div class="smalltext"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/private/entryprivacy.aspx?uid=450529998&amp;view=1"&gt;Public&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Praveena/450529998/item.html"&gt;11:06 AM&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Praveena/450529998/item.html"&gt;add eprops&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Praveena/450529998/item.html"&gt;add comments&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/private/editorx.aspx?uid=450529998"&gt;edit it&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/send.aspx?uid=450529998&amp;amp;tab=weblogs&amp;user=Praveena"&gt;email it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="blogbody" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; Your Five Factor Personality Profile &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;Your self interest comes first, and others come later, if at all.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you feel that people are not to be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;And you're skeptical that anyone else really feels differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.&lt;br /&gt;Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2924027172310648699?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2924027172310648699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2924027172310648699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2924027172310648699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2924027172310648699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are.html' title='You are'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4999364601920254002</id><published>2006-02-18T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:03:50.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratification</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:1--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="99%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently Listening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B0001M2FKU&amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aksar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--TrackBegin--&gt;&lt;!--TrackEnd--&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B0001M2FKU&amp;amp;user=3769988&amp;related=1" target="_blank"&gt;see related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;Reading a newspaper in this time of age may seem like a ludicrous minded idea to most people. I fall in the category of the ludicrous minded ones. So going through hours of reading Sunday paper for my pleasure, I came across this article. Of course it took a better part of Friday night to read last weeks paper, but I did it. Here is an excerpt of DIGITAL DISMISSAL by Don Fernandez from the Sunday Living of the AJC. It is only an excerpt but if you are interested, you can find it online at &lt;a href="http://www.ajc.com/news/content/living/stories/0212sldigitaldis.html" target="_new"&gt;Digital Dismissal&lt;/a&gt;. Read at least the excerpt because it is hilarious and very “educational”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;Mr. Fernandez like many others hit home a strong point about breaking relationships by a click of a button. It is an instant way of getting what I see has GADGET GRATIFICATION. Whenever I see people doing it, it amazes me to think of them as so naïve and so insecure that they feel liberated by blocking or erasing someone. It is such a childish play but the article says it is so “sophisticated” because it is using technology. Supposedly you feel better after blocking someone. Folks honestly believe that “blocking or erasing” someone will erase them from their life. What an unfathomable idea! Erasing someone from your life would take more than a click of a button. Furthermore if you don’t think u have the will to resist them when you see them on the list, most probably you won’t forget them that easily. Hey it is just an idea!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;I tried to see how many people are on my blocked list. I have to say that I don’t block anyone I know. I don’t see the point. Speaking of old flames if I block my ex or someone who is close to me, what would that give me? I don’t believe in harboring bitter feelings for anyone and to do so without face-to-face confrontation to me seems COWARDLY! If I do harbor bitter feelings, believe me you would know. I wouldn’t do it in my cell phone or my IM list without you knowing how I feel!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;It is not just teens or college kids doing this though. It is mature adults who really think they can erase someone from their soul if they erase them from their gadgets. This kind of so called ‘passive-aggressive pleasure’ is giving people such an easy way out of communication. Folks simply forget how to confront any situation because hey why confront when you can avoid and take the easy way out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;Breaking up over email, deleting friends from your IM list, erasing numbers from your cell phones, blocking people’s emails, and avoiding issues. All these might seem like fantastic ideas and will make great advertisements but when you come right down to the issue. It may take more than digital deletion to make someone get out of your life or heart or soul or mind and every other reachable point in your senses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Digital dismissal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="byline"&gt;By &lt;a href="mailto:dfernandez@ajc.com" target="_new"&gt;DON FERNANDEZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stifle the shouting. Don't bother slamming the door. Save the stress of pounding the phone into its cradle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's all so ... uncivilized.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The art of the snub is now far more sophisticated.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erasing a friend from a cell phone contact list. Blocking e-mails that originate from an undesirable. Deleting a former flame from an IM list. Not to mention trashing every grinning digital photo from the phone and the hard drive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Face-to-face confrontation? Why bother when there's the digital dis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to eradication nation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A current Nokia commercial features a woman deleting an ex — and all his remnants — from her cell phone contact list.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is she bitter? Hardly. Her reaction is one of liberation. Passive-aggressive pleasure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And electronic excommunication extends beyond the telephone. E-mails, instant messages — a simple block button can let someone know they are now persona non grata.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As electronic devices become an extension of personality, erasing someone from a cellphone is effectively removing that person from your soul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4999364601920254002?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4999364601920254002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4999364601920254002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4999364601920254002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4999364601920254002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/02/gratification.html' title='Gratification'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4904539031968336785</id><published>2006-02-17T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:21:19.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aadat</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Jhooda hoke bhi tu mujhmein kahi baaki hai&lt;br /&gt;Palkon mein banke aansu tu chali aati hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waise zinda hu zindagi bin tere main&lt;br /&gt;Dard hi dard baaki raha hai seene mein&lt;br /&gt;Saans lena bhar hi yaha jeena nahi hain&lt;br /&gt;Ab toh aadat si hai mujhko aaise jeene mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Juda hoke bhi tu mujhmein kahi baaki hai&lt;br /&gt;Palkon mein banke aansu tu chali aati hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saath mere hain tu har pal shab ke andhere mein&lt;br /&gt;Paas mere hain tu ujale savere savere mein&lt;br /&gt;Dil se dhadkan bhula dena aasan nahi hai&lt;br /&gt;Ab toh aadat si hai mujhko aaise jeene mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Juda hoke bhi tu mujhmein kahi baaki hai&lt;br /&gt;Palkon mein banke aansu tu chali aati hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ab toh aadat si hai mujhko aaise jeene mein&lt;br /&gt;Yeh jo yaadein hai, Yeh jo yaadein hai&lt;br /&gt;Sabhi kaatein hai, Sabhi kaatein hai&lt;br /&gt;Katado inhe, Katado inhe&lt;br /&gt;AB TOH AADAT SI HAI MUJHKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4904539031968336785?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4904539031968336785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4904539031968336785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4904539031968336785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4904539031968336785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/02/aadat.html' title='Aadat'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7882439477145016031</id><published>2006-01-26T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:16:55.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/yip/2005/" target="_new"&gt;Best Photos of 2005&lt;/a&gt; Time's list of the best photographs of 2005...top one to me is the one where the passengers are lookin from the windows while the army men were removing the caskets…the picture was really well taken and soo emotionally moving and depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I went to an optometrist to check my vision...he did soo many tests and claimed hat I dont have any problems and that my vision is 20/20...when I asked for a prescription for even some reading glasses, he gave me one for .10 yep there are no glasses for that....arrggh...I wanted glasses soo badly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;All the people who didn't believe me when I said Colts aint gettin nowhere.....Who's right now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;NY Times has the most blogged list of books for 2005. The funniest in the list includes the title, "Help! Mom! There are Liberals Under My Bed."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Him: u r pushy...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Her: and u r a slob..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Him: u r cruel….u shouldn't make fun of tidiness-challenged?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Her: tidiness-challenged..lol...is that the politically correct term?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Him: ahuh and its respectful..right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Her: lol...u r wierd! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;All things considered, I actually thought Chief Justice Roberts stances on the recent Supreme Court cases were pretty smart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Gina Davis won the Golden Globe...yay! thats cos the research in the show on all the details is meticulous and therefore efficient. I love Rod, First Gentleman of the show. All the ones who are watchin the show cos I said it was good....i appreciate &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; trust in my choice!&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/blush.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Interpersonal Communication class is so much fun. its like a play group in kindergarden.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Everyone knows about the tallest building in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; being the &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Sears&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Tower&lt;/st1:placename&gt; in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; right? Umm…around 1400 ft yeah?...how about a stroll on a steel bridge above the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon …yep that should be somethin….just about 4000 feet above the Earth….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.destinationgrandcanyon.com/pressrelease.html" target="_new"&gt;Grand Canyon Destination&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Who read the script of the new tape realized by Al-Jezeera?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Is it me or does it seem like there are more tourists after the Georgia Aquarium opened?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I didnt know that I could remember so much spanish after 5 years. My thanks to Senora. Wiess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Most ppl who read this know my policy about being too dependent on computers. So here is one more piece of evidence for my argument. &lt;a href="http://www.informationweek.com/industries/showArticle.jhtml?articleID=177101554&amp;pgno=1" target="_new"&gt;Is your computer Killing you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I just hate it when big companies take over small successful softwares (konfabulator by Yahoo!...aarrgghh)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I get to interview a cop for my criminal investigation class…I am sooo excited..I have this immaculate respect and adoration towards the police personnel. !! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Giles signed the contract for this year alone...y dont the braves have any money?.....its makin everythin sooo difficult...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;Geraldine McCaughrean's sequel to the Peter Pan classic will be published this fall. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I finally watched American Idol last night to see what the hype is all about...I liked Simon...its sad that people would fall for the drama between the judges...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Bodoni MT';"&gt;I have read soo many articles comparing Samuel Alito to Justice Scalia...seriously Scalia is one awesome judge and no liberal!...apart from the fact that his judgements are sometimes different, his opinion writing is sharp and yep humorous...He was voted to have the best sense of humor during oral arguments...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7882439477145016031?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7882439477145016031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7882439477145016031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7882439477145016031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7882439477145016031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/01/best-photos-of-2005-times-list-of-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7489173787510551019</id><published>2006-01-10T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:16:25.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:3--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B00005JNTI&amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005JNTI.01._SCTHUMBZZZ_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="99%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently Watching&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B00005JNTI&amp;amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;War of the Worlds (Widescreen Edition)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B00005JNTI&amp;user=3769988&amp;amp;related=1" target="_blank"&gt;see related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So 2005 is done…another year…another timeframe…time moves on…so here are some things to think about…Top 10 lists of some subjects in my view....they are not in any particular order…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top 10 Books of 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;100 People who      are Screwing Up America By Bernard Goldberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harry Potter      and the Half Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the      Desert of the Real By Slavoj Zizek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1776 by David      McCullough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Da Vinci      Code by Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cold Target by      Patricia Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling Awake      By Jayne Ann Krentz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Storm Center      by David M. O'Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black Rose by      Nora Roberts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Confessions of      an Economic Hit Man by John Perkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top 10 Songs of 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One Mic by Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adharaku from      Athadu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kali Hai Tere      Bina from Paheli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tempted to      Touch by Rupee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hrudayam Ekkadunnadi from Ghazini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Warriors of      Heaven and Earth by Rehman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu Jahan from      Salaam Namaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raa Raa from      Chandramukhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We Belong      Together by Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yamunatheeram      from Anand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top 10 Ads of 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visa      Protection ad with New England Patriots and the "Why Cant I be the      Director?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Publix Holiday      ad with the Cute Little blue eyed Boy putting all the salt dispensers      together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Texas      Instruments ad for high definition tv with the guy changing channels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Billboard in      downtown Atlanta for Airtran with Michael Vick treatment not including      salary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coke ad with      the baby bear crashing penguins party and offering a bottle of Coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nike ad      featuring Lance Armstrong and his struggle with Cancer saying Just Do It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Capital One ad      with the vikings in the form of Garth, Ivan and Marty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;General      Electrics playing Singin in the rain with an elephant happily Dancin in      the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pepsi ad with      Alex Rodriguez and Vladimir where they hit the lights out of the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T-Mobile ad      with two people stuck in the freezer and one refusing to call 911.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top 10 movies of 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Athadu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harry Potter      and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salaam Namaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chandramukhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Transporter 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;March of the      Penguins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinderella Man      and Batman Begins for the leading role's acting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Garam Masala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok fine…Star      Wars--Revenge of the Seth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;     &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top 10 moments of 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Class and      School Debates (yep I won them all!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gwinnett      Medical Center (Seeing my friends lying on beds &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fashion Show      in Gwinnett Civic Center (rightttt…running around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Braves Game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New Years Eve      Party (I won archith..u know it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stone Mountain      Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pittsburgh, PA      on New Years night 2005 (me and my family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Essay Writing      hours before they were due (my best thinking happens then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My School      Dance Recital in May (Preeti made it happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17 innings of      the Division Playoffs when the Braves lost. (&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;       &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought of more…Ill write them down later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7489173787510551019?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7489173787510551019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7489173787510551019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7489173787510551019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7489173787510551019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-10.html' title='Top 10'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6901497380462274480</id><published>2005-12-20T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:15:48.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quizPageQuizHeader"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What House are you at Hogwarts? Harry Potter!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="quizPageQuizResultHeader"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/M/misspadfoot/1035260445_sravenclaw.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Ravenclaw!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;address class="quizPageQuizResultHeader" target="_new"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/misspadfoot/quizzes/What%20House%20are%20you%20at%20Hogwarts%3F%20Harry%20Potter%21/" target="_new"&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/misspadfoot/quizzes/What%20House%20are%20you%20at%20Hogwarts%3F%20Harry%20Potter!/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/address&gt; &lt;div class="quizPageQuizResultHeader"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="quizPageQuizResultHeader"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You are most like &lt;b&gt;Hermione Granger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="quizPageQuizResultHeader"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/hermi.jpg" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6901497380462274480?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6901497380462274480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6901497380462274480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6901497380462274480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6901497380462274480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/12/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5708764037352768801</id><published>2005-12-13T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:15:16.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics and conversation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Politics is the only sport worthy of adults--Prof. Jablonski&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am going to miss my political communication, judicial courts and public administration classes the most!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was shoppin for stuff in Costco when I saw this man...I was thinkin that I knew him from somewhere...two days later...i was studyin for my exam..and I remembered...he was Clarence Reynolds...he reads news in 11 alive early mornin...b4 i even drink coffee....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;On the subject of Global Politics of Civilizations:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xbe.xanga.com/7df8905b7363021892874/b15580021.gif" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; width: 400px;" alt="" src="http://xbe.xanga.com/7df8905b7363021892874/z15580021.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"On the subject of sexual harassment, I am tired of being sexually harrassed in this class by the students"---Prof. Taratoot&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Life is beautiful when it rains, when the sky is dark, when the world is cloudy, and the air smells fresh…Gives you hope about life again…and can life be good again?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Watched Andhrudu…Pranam lo Pranam and O Sari preminchaka were good and ….the movie was not too shabby…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Watched Colin Hanks interview last week on Matt Lauer, he was good….genuine material...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Opus Dei was not so much criticized in The Da Vinci Code as it was detailed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Who feels that the Falcons still have a chance to make it to the playoffs?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Its goin to rain again this week…isnt that wonderful?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So last year every1 asked about my christmas tree…don’t know how many got to see…so here….isnt it beautiful?...if only every1 accepted their presents that I got them?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x17.xanga.com/76c865557463021892933/b15580070.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://x17.xanga.com/76c865557463021892933/z15580070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was impressed with Schuerholz in the winter meetings…he always amazes me with his shrewd and competent business sense.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Heard rave reviews about King Kong….every1 feels its just awesome…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Have three more finals….hmm….hmm…hmmm…hmmm….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Was reading old emails from two months ago…..sad…..they were nice….wish there were more..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This is my abhi….I know I have too many pics of that boy…Love him….and he does too I think…..if I had that kinda loyalty in my love life… &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xba.xanga.com/1398905b68c3021892722/b15579913.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; width: 400px;" alt="" src="http://xba.xanga.com/1398905b68c3021892722/z15579913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Was reading about Sonya Mirza and her dressing style. It was interesting to see a religious perspective. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;They say if u say it enough, it will come true…"Don’t worry praveena…everythin will be alright….everythin will be fine…everythin will be bak to normal….everythin will be fine…everythin will be alright"….hahaha….lolololol…..do u believe it yet?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I found this pic from a while ago…..thats red velvet cake…my fav….Ankit brought me that cake..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xaf.xanga.com/84bb37577843721892799/b15579966.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; width: 400px;" alt="" src="http://xaf.xanga.com/84bb37577843721892799/z15579966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I was really mad that Little India did not include Gautam Chopra in their article about Indian Journalists…Wat were they thinkin?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Whoeva wrote in my guestbook...please identify urself...i am not a huge fan of anonymous ppl...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5708764037352768801?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5708764037352768801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5708764037352768801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5708764037352768801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5708764037352768801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/12/politics-and-conversation.html' title='Politics and conversation?'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5719911221220894540</id><published>2005-12-05T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:13:54.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>Ankit: how is studying?&lt;br /&gt;pandu: not good&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: when is it?&lt;br /&gt;pandu: it?&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: final&lt;br /&gt;pandu: umm...i have a test wed...&lt;br /&gt;pandu: two papers on next mon&lt;br /&gt;pandu: a paper on thurs&lt;br /&gt;pandu: two exams on thurs&lt;br /&gt;pandu: 2 outside research reports on thurs&lt;br /&gt;pandu: umm...&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: wow&lt;br /&gt;pandu: one final next tues....one final next wed...one final next thurs&lt;br /&gt;pandu: and one more paper somewhere in the middle&lt;br /&gt;pandu: i think that covers it...&lt;br /&gt;Ankit: damn you got bussssssssssssssssssssssssy week....and on top work so....hour wise i am thinking atleast 60&lt;br /&gt;pandu: oh wait....one take home exam with some 10 short answers....short as in a page&lt;br /&gt;pandu: now thats covers it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5719911221220894540?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5719911221220894540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5719911221220894540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5719911221220894540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5719911221220894540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/12/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7457325446619720686</id><published>2005-11-30T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:59:53.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warriors of Heaven and Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;From the heavens up above&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;The only road to peace is love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Trust in yours, see your dreams unfold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Though u know not how the story goes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me into the sun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;No more battles to be won&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Take my hand, you nearly home again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Time is gently passing by, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Though you weep, I ask not why &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Searching the emptiness of your soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in visions of the past&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Memories, they seldom last&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Silence is all that remains the same&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because your life is no disguise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Alone, you stand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Look at the plea in my mother’s eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;See who I am, forever free&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me when you need a friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;To be with you until the end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;As the mountains crumble to the sea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Share your loneliness with me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble always finds a way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;to keep you further every day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;If only the end justifies the means&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother lost and yet they be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Freedom your eyes tears I see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Courage is reaching your destiny&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because your life is no disguise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Alone, you stand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Look at the plea in my mother’s eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;See who I am…forever free&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warriors in peace forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Warriors in peace no time for war&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Warriors indeed would know the score&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Warriors of heaven and earth alone….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;------ &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sehera mein aayi hein shaam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dhuba din karke salaam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sard hawa ka jhonka tere naam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Talvaronko apni de yaara&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dharti ke is aangan ko&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Uuse na rang daman ko&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hona tha woh jo woh ho chukha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hota hain kud vacht dabha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiki yaade bhool hi ja&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Aashqueko mein dhube hain kyu yeh jaan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Suraj kal phir aayega&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jeevan chalta jaayega&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pal mein de armaan ka jahan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyon ki tu tanha hi nahi hain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sung tere hum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dil ki aankhon se dekhe hain tujko hum dum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Har lamha…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujhko de aawaajee tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jabhi chaahe saati tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jaise bar bacharke saagar mein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Bhati tanhayi hum saati mein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushkil mein aasani hein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Taklifo mein rahat hein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Insehi aaghe nikhal jaa tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Apne bhi koye tuni&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Aasu bhi paaye tune&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Himmat ko manjil dhega tu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyon ki tu tanha hi nahi hain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sung tere hum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dil ki aankhon se dekhe hain tujko hum dum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Har lamha…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khamoshi mein pukar hein….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kabhonka bazaar hein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Tanha dil bhejar hein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bodoni MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Aaja hum iss paar hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7457325446619720686?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7457325446619720686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7457325446619720686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7457325446619720686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7457325446619720686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/11/warriors-of-heaven-and-earth.html' title='Warriors of Heaven and Earth'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1839699972737027808</id><published>2005-11-29T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:41:33.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Rain Rain dont go away, come again another day, little praveena wants to play, rain rain dont go away, show me your face every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Podcasts are the most boring things I ever heard...How a person can listen to it for hours is beyond me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Seem to be forgetting and misplacing things nowadays...but nothing can beat Archith forgettin his car keys at work &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Need to buy the christmas tree...still havent gotten around to doin that..and ornaments...and presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Happy birthday to all the december borns...Im tellin now so that I wont get blamed in case I forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;address target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Hulk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt; &lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="62"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 62%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 4px;" align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are a wanderer with&lt;br /&gt;amazing strength.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/hulk.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero" target="_new"&gt;Click here to take the "Which Superhero are you?" quiz...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;If Im 75% in Hulk, Wonder Woman and Batman...how did i become the Hulk...I should be BATMAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Thanksgiving shoppers are crazy...I should've thought twice before experimentin to be a part of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Low fat, low calorie strawberry smoothies dont have strawberries...hmm...how wierd is that...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Whoever has a problem with the Indianapolis Colts declared as the best team in the NFL...Talk to me...we might be soulmates or best friends..dependin on whether u r a boy or a girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;If you are insomniac or have a hard time sleeping, I suggest you read any bill passed by the Congress on any given subject and Voila...sleepy...sleeping...slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Mets are very busy this offseason, they got Delgado, Wagner, Redman, and they got their eyes on Furcal, Manny and many more...I guess money does help when you want to beat Atlanta Braves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was good but Potter movies cant be just good...they need to be GREAT...so a little disappointed with the director..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;I dont have an opinion about everythin do I?....umm...ok a little....umm...sometimes...umm...maybe.....ok ok Yeah I do..damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Word of the Day  in Google: billet-doux: a love letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Georgia Aquarium...(dont tell me u didnt hear about it)...the largest indoor aquarium in the world turned out to be a grand success...have to go see it...heard awesome things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;I was sooo impressed by the Thanksgiving ad by Publix...the boy looks adorable...their Marketing personnel are geniuses..emotion is a powerful marketing tool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;If i hear anything about Britney Spears baby's pictures anymore...Ill scream at Ms.Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Looking forward to: King Kong by Peter Jackson, Atlanta Symphony Hall opening, Lady in the Water by M. Night Symalan, Kabhi Alvida Na Kahena by Shahrukh Khan, Athadu DVD by Mahesh, Falcons playoffs games, forgetting things, End of the semester, Dinner tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;This photograph was taken by a person called David Nightingale...the best photograph captured by anyone I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chromasia.com/images/on_a_wing_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: palatino;"&gt;Atlanta Symphony Hall is going to be built in Midtown Atlanta...its going to be awesome..the floorplan for it is unbelievable and why wouldnt it be...its worth more than 200 million dollars..and they are collecting more money...if you are interesting to donate...let me know...oh the hall gives away all its drawing money to donations, children's education programs and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized how hot Christian Bale is....damn..1.&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/8429027410460088780-1839699972737027808?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1839699972737027808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1839699972737027808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1839699972737027808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1839699972737027808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1747331243682725587</id><published>2005-11-08T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:02:42.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Agency FB';"&gt;Feeling Blue, Well im trying to forget the feeling that i miss you,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Green, When the jealousy swirls and it wont go away,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Yellow, Im confused inside a little hazy but mellow.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Red, When you spend all your time with your friends and not me instead,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Black, When i think about all of the things that i feel i lack,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Jaded, When its not gone right, all the colours are faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1747331243682725587?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1747331243682725587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1747331243682725587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1747331243682725587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1747331243682725587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/10/feeling.html' title='Feeling'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5893060479950818654</id><published>2005-10-28T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:36:18.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Pettite</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:3--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="99%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;During the early years of the Supreme Court, all the justices used to have dinner together around the table. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Falcons stadium was filled with 71000 on the first real day of the winter in Atlanta. Dedicated fans…!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Nate from my class kept bugging me about this girl since 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; week of class. Yesterday I put an end to it by writing his name and number on a piece of paper and placing it on her desk. She saw it and wrote ‘ok’ back. So yeah, I solved at least one problem and got two people together! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physical presence of a mere body is not the basis for memorabilia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In one of the Gwinnett county schools, a student wore a t-shirt that was about abortion and pro-life. He was suspended for not listening to the teacher’s request to remove the shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Etu telchani ne mounam, Eto teliyani prayanam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The news this morning included new Federal Reserve Chairman Bernanke's achievement: He won the Spelling Bee competition in 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Disappointed in the selection of Daniel Craig as the next Bond 007.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sometimes the feel of the wind and the sight of the velvet sky can make you cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Harriett Myers withdrawal came before anticipated.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Naa sandesam vini vastaaaaavani chinni aasaaaaaa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Atlanta Braves, John Smoltz won the Clemente Award. Nobody deserves it more.&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do you ever talk to your phone saying, “please ring”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Professor: So our economy is getting worse day by day. Hopefully people will recognize this and speak up in the public.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Student: Not if they are busy watching American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If reality seems like a dream, it probably is. Dont belive it! After all, dreams are illusions of reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andy Pettite (below) didn't get the lose…That is most important outcome of the World Series.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/andy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5893060479950818654?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5893060479950818654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5893060479950818654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5893060479950818654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5893060479950818654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/10/andy-pettite.html' title='Andy Pettite'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1573585781261887439</id><published>2005-10-21T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:12:21.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:'Bell MT';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mind is the most important part of the human body created by God…even the heart gets runner up in this contest…because it can be controlled…emotions can be controlled…but a Mind is another matter…thoughts cannot be controlled…Minds are such strange things…they are always waging a battle among themselves….whether to express, what to express, if one mind does express whether another will listen, if another does listen what will it decipher…whether other minds will misinterpret or misunderstand or not understand or not interpret (cynicism)…..its hard to tenderly choose words to tell a story....a mind is like a child hopping from one stone in a stream to another….It never quite reaches the other side but it doesn’t stop trying….stopping means giving up….giving up means not functioning…not functioning means dying…so you have to let it do its work….and when you give your mind a passport to go anywhere….to think anyway it wants to…you know…in order for it to express the correct interpretation to other minds….it takes the passport and goes places….places and destinations that are sometimes horrifying, sometimes depressing, sometimes unique, sometimes comforting…but no matter which destination it chooses….it doesn’t know in the beginning what kind of a place it is….sad, happy, good, bad, etc…and then the mind starts filling in pages of notes to be complete….filling in with words that define the ink and the ink that defines the paper it is filling…and the more your mind fills up…the complex your life becomes…because now you know more places…more destinations…and you know exactly where they are lead to….and then you start seeing patterns in your explorations….this is why when a baby is starting to walk…(Abhi is)….he only knows the wall, the couch and so on…to hold on to for support…but then slowly he walks to a table (new destination)…and holds it…and realizes that you can use the table for support too…this way the farther he goes…the more pages his mind starts filling in…ok table, ok TV stand, ok a person’s leg and so on…to get his desired outcome which is ultimately to walk….the same way….an adult has another desired outcome…like wanting something…or someone…then he/she starts exploring different places…in his/her thoughts…and he/she thinks….ok if I do this, will I get it?....no ok well I decided to do this…I decided to express…so then something happens…an outcome…sometimes its not the desired outcome (cynicism again)…and then what…now the person knows alright…I burned myself….I came to the destination or the outcome but its not pretty…its horrible…its painful …then he/she knows now that path is not right…and their mind fills up all those pages….pages worth of notes….notes that help you not make that mistake again and explore that destination…because the Mind ultimately realized it is a hurtful path...and it has notes to prove that…Mind with the working of a machine!&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/8429027410460088780-1573585781261887439?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1573585781261887439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1573585781261887439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1573585781261887439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1573585781261887439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/10/mind.html' title='Mind'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8919932967669980447</id><published>2005-10-19T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:35:17.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT Condensed&amp;quot;;"&gt;Writing is a form of therapy, someone said. Yes, I agree wholeheartedly. If I really think about it, writing down stuff has been the only way I remember anything. Sometimes I look back and read stuff, I don't even remember: happy times, sad thoughts, frustration, crisis, lessons I've learned, life experiences, laughter, tears, silly things...everything that helped shape me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT Condensed&amp;quot;;"&gt;Retracing our steps and finding faults in our paths is the only way we learn to stop making mistakes…these traces, here are the only way I know…only way to see that I am maturing ahead in life…..sometimes mistakes keep happening. The cautious things we keep to ourselves seems to be slipping from fingers, slides away from our grasp like silk, things pull themselves away from our safety. The rain pounding on the window is like a knock one hears at the door to get inside, to get released….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT Condensed&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what happens if this mistake from the past happens again, and then we start to feel that the most elemental gifts in our lives are slithering away? Its like holding sand in our hands, the harder we hold, the quicker the sand seems to be slipping away. Do humans have the power to stop these things from going away to another place that is more tantalizing, more deep and more pleasant….at least temporarily that is…!&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/8429027410460088780-8919932967669980447?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8919932967669980447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8919932967669980447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8919932967669980447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8919932967669980447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/10/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4923819988392792609</id><published>2005-09-30T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:33:12.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:2--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="99%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/poliidelogy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4923819988392792609?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4923819988392792609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4923819988392792609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4923819988392792609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4923819988392792609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/09/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6310633470197328324</id><published>2005-09-09T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:32:11.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quizPageQuizHeader"&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Which book of the Bible are you?&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/R/reflectedgrace/1036824920_opproverbs.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You are Proverbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;div class="quizPageQuizHeader"&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;What Kind of Person are You? [beautiful anime pics,  and lengthy details, as usual!]&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/S/SinfulSoul/1126210529_rrioruseee.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are a warrior. You are a hero. You've got the personality of a tiger. You're fast furious, and OUT THERE. Always on the look-out for a new challange, you are the born leader. People admire your constant strength, energy, and straight-to-the-top attitude. You're always there to lend a helping hand when people are in need. Do you need help? Never! You are in complete control of yourself, and show it. You're brave, and unbelievably tough. Rise to the next challange, babe, you'll be there before anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: geneva;"&gt;My head has another world…World full of surprises, full of thoughts, full of ideas, full of truths, full of fixated tears, full of embarrassed losses, full of merits, full of good moral intentions, full of complexities, full of anger, full of loneliness, full of obvious desires, full of sparing feelings, full of degrees of lies---non-truths, half-truths, should-be-truths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: geneva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: geneva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These truths, once the thoughts leave your lips they aren't yours anymore. You are no longer a person, you are a puppet who spits out this story….this is the reason everyone embellishes everything with far fetched novelties, too much details, that’s why we touch each fact or idea with motions with our hands and emotions dwelling deep into our minds so that somewhere something will touch that part of our soul that relates to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that feeling of 'I know the exact truth behind that story' But we are not really telling the objective truth…the honest bit…the hard core fact…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: geneva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: geneva;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ones who rarely do that….they are the lunatics, the loners, the ones everyone makes fun of, the ones who had to drink hemlock, or persecuted to death…y is that? I guess this is the reason nobody tells the 'truth' nemore…its easier to blame the disaster on someone else….its easier to ask the professor to lecture about the things for the exam….its easier to take some stupid quizzes even when you know they are all wrong...its easier to say yeah I understand but never do….its easier to simply be oblivious to everything that is going on around you….just so that the truth never unravels itself and so we will be forever embedded into this ever weaving  web of lies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6310633470197328324?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6310633470197328324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6310633470197328324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6310633470197328324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6310633470197328324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/09/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8444612027087716140</id><published>2005-08-22T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:30:38.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;LAST...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: movie you rented = I don’t remember&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: movie you bought = Don’t remember&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: song you listened to = Fighter&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: song that was stuck in your head = some random music&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: cd you bought = don’t remember&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: cd you listened to = my dance cd&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: person you've called = Gaurav&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: person that's called you = My dad&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: tv show you've watched = Football game&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: person you were thinking of = my cousin bro&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;DO...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you have a bf or gf = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you have a crush on someone = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you wish you could live somewhere else = Ireland...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you think about suicide = I am not a freak&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you believe in online dating = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you want more piercings = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you drink = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you do drugs = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you smoke = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you like cleaning = Yes, its relaxing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you like roller coasters= Sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you write in cursive or print = Both&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: you carry a donor card = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;FOR OR AGAINST...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: long distance relationships = For, it both sides are strong enough to handle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: using someone = Against&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: killing people = Totally Against&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: teenage smoking = Against&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: premarital sex = Against…but it’s a personal Choice&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: driving drunk = Against…again personal choice with consequences&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: gay/lesbian relationship = For…it’s none of our business to tell anyone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: soap operas = Against. Overrated and Hypocritical&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: food = Desserts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: song = Too many to cite here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: thing to do = Read, Run, Think&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: thing to talk about = hmm…Everything…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: drink = Coke&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: outfit = Jeans and a t-shirt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: movies = too many to name&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: band/singer = its hard to pick one…no band or singer is perfect&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: holiday = Anytime I have nothing to do is a holiday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;HAVE YOU...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: ever cried over a guy/girl = Who hasn’t?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: ever lied to someone = Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: ever been in a fist fight = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: ever been arrested = Ofcourse I have…u remember when I told u? lol…Nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;NUMBER...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of times I have been in love? = hmm...1 1/2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of times I have had my heart broken? = 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of hearts I have broken? = hmm….im still thinkin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of people I would classify as true, could trust with my life = 7&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of people I consider my enemies? = None...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of scars on my body? = internal or external? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: of things in my past that I regret?= Too many…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: disney movie = Lion King&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: scent = Ocean Dream&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: word = Persistence&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: nickname = Andy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: eye color = Hazel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: flower = Orchids&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;x: actress/actor = Shahrukh Khan, Zeta Jones/Reeves&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: pretty = Not really&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: funny = When the mood strikes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: friendly = With ones who don’t have the attitude&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: amusing = That’s how I draw people close&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: ugly = No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: loveable = Not sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: pessimistic = Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: optimistic = Never&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: caring = Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: sweet = No way&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: dorky = Sometimes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Spell your first name back wards: aneevarp&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: The story behind your user name: its my name. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Are you straight?: Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Where do you live?: Atlanta&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: 4 words that sum you up: Persistent, Stubborn, Sarcastic and Frank.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR -&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Wallet = look into your wallet…similar content.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Hairbrush = Black.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Toothbrush = Blue and Pink&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Jewelry worn daily = Earrings, chain, and the watch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Pillow cover = White&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Blanket = Yellow and White&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Coffee cup = White with Blue flowers&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Sunglasses = None&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Shoes = too many to describe each&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Handbag= Cream&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Favorite top = Black&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: CD in stereo right now = Fashion show music&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: What you are wearing now = Gray pants and White t-shirt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Hair = tied up&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Make up = None&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;WHO or WHAT (was/is/are) -&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: In my mouth = Chocolate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: In my head = thoughts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Wishing = I could sleep forever&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: After this = Work&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Talking to = people&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Eating = Hersheys&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Person you wish you were with = Alone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Something you're looking forward to in this up coming month = Sunday morning I get to sleep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Something that you are deathly afraid of = Being alone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;YES or NO -&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like candles?: Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like hot wax?: No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like incense?: Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like the taste of blood?: Wat? No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in love?: Not anymore&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in soul mates?: Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in love at first sight?: Nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in God: Yes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in Tit for Tat: No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like compliments: No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you like phones: Nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you believe in Aliens: No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Do you hate anyone: Nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;RANDOMNESS-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: What do you want done with your body when you die: I want my organs donated and the rest cremated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Who is your worst enemy?: Myself&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: If you could have any animal for a pet?: Bird&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: What is the latest you've ever stayed up?: all night&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Ever been to Belgium?: No&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Can you eat with chopsticks: Nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: What are 5 places you wouldn't mind relocating?: Ireland, Italy, Kashmir (India), Wales, Greece.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Whats something that you wish people would understand?: Emotions cannot be expressed in a language all the time, they lose their importance when everything is simplified into mere words.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: What's something you wish you could understand better?: Don’t expect too much from anyone then you will be left with nothing but disappointment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time?: My grandmother&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;:x: Something you want to make happen for tomorrow = Relax my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8444612027087716140?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8444612027087716140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8444612027087716140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8444612027087716140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8444612027087716140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/08/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5810585213141908470</id><published>2005-08-03T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:28:13.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you live your life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/" target="_new"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt; &lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5810585213141908470?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5810585213141908470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5810585213141908470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5810585213141908470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5810585213141908470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-do-you-live-your-life.html' title='How do you live your life?'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1316818931265418931</id><published>2005-07-21T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:24:53.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Time Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around…the Braves are tryin to do somethin miraculous this year…whether it will happen or not is a question entirely upto the players…but the young rookies are definitely showing everyone around the league that u cant buy talent with money…..and the all star game is tom….lets see how these 'all stars' perform….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around…the 6th book of Harry Potter is coming out on Friday…pre-ordered it more than a month ago….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around….watched Paheli (hindi movie)…..watch it if u can…if u don’t like it….want to know y…..the songs r awesome…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around….have lots of volunteering commitments…work…school….dances and much more…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around…this song is quite old but found it in my backed up files…..I like it…..  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Bookdings; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Bookdings;"&gt;Once upon a time I was naïve enough to….but now I don’t believe a single word that he utters….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;This time around….i wish we could define love….as much as its nice to feel and hear about..…it scares the hell out of me…..not being in love but being loved bak scares me…its like a constant evaluation that measures wat ppl's feelings are for one and other….just like u fall in love…..can you fall out of love? I believe a lot of things…but my beliefs about fallin out of love are a little too ideal and beyond practical…so I am stuck between ideal and practical…..its so easy to say 'hey those two people are in love'….just as its easy to say 'sweetheart you never loved him in the first place'….but how can anyone for that matter decide whether they really were in love or it was just a 'fake' love…ok so maybe some people can tell whether they were in love cos of crushes or infatuations and so forth……so lets say they are in love…and its for real…but wat about the love that returns...so at that point should everyone who is in love right now start thinkin….'oh man hopefully tomorrow morning this person will still love me as much and not start hating me'…….and it scares me cos how can anyone constantly be feelin this insecurity every day of their lives…..and if they don’t feel that…..how can they do it???? I am not lookin for a guarantee here…wat I am thinkin is….how can anyone be so confident about themselves to such an extent…..??? And wat happens often is not falling in love but staying in love that is harder….having this insecurity of no guarantee of their love in return but also having that same feeling stay constant?? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; color: white; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around…when I think of all those people in London and the attacks…I think wat is goin on in this world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I dont know how much more death I can tolerate…day by day it is makin me more disheartened...i am losin conviction in ppl....i seem to be forgettin wat is right or wrong....I seem to want to lose faith in God....y is he doin this? y is every1 doin this? how come nobody wants to stop this…. this...insane....obsessive....hateful.....unwarranted....manslaughter..... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time around…..It is not that I don’t have people in my life that I don’t or cant trust…it’s the lies or illusions that seem to be embedding around me those are making me not believe enough in the humanity and the world around me as much as I should….Its with me not having the confidence in all aspects in life that is lacking. There are days when life is blooming with goodness, with life and passion……then there are the others….these are the ones….There are a lot of issues about us and our lives that we cannot change, and I know that and have to live with it, and there are things in which we can change and make better but are perhaps too afraid. Change is scary. Being wrong about some choices that we made are even scarier. Not accepting our mistakes and not trying to make them right r the fundamental problems that revolve around each and every one of us….We must sacrifice in life, I know this. We all know this….Its something that is expected of us as human beings who are pure and right (most of the time). We need to try….try to accept and change….. that's all that matters...right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1316818931265418931?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1316818931265418931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1316818931265418931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1316818931265418931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1316818931265418931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-time-around.html' title='This Time Around'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1486461421063832524</id><published>2005-07-01T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:23:36.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The Clouds open up and cover me in their arms,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;And the earth shall put me go into an enchanting sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;This night sky can unveil lovely imaginations&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;And the moonlight will lure me into bliss.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Somewhere deep, lurking in the corner are some dreams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Sometime in the future they need to transpire into reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Lingering in the heart, there seem to be various feelings &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;They shall scare away the darkness from existence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;This wind will sing lullabies using sweet tunes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The sea can speak to me in lovely rhythms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I shall transform this rainbow into my rocking swing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The stars will make shining anklets around my feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Drenching my soul, I want to dance in the soaking rain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The moon should become my sparkling light.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The colors around the world can embrace me into eternity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;That eternity will let me see the companion past the mist.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;That companion should make me the life of his heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Feeling my love through the midst of chaos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Like a warrior of the world, he should wager for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The softness in a mother should be in his soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The passion of a lover will be in his heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Scolding me sweetly when I make a mistake,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;He should be my shadow beyond times&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Sensing that shadow, any failures should disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1486461421063832524?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1486461421063832524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1486461421063832524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1486461421063832524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1486461421063832524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/07/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-274459280808164895</id><published>2005-06-06T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:22:48.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Most Harmful Books of 19th and 20th centuries</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ten Most Harmful Books of the 19th and 20th Centuries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Communist Manifesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Authors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: Karl Marx and Freidrich Engels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mein Kampf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: Adolf Hitler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Democracy and Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: John Dewey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Das Kapital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: Karl Marx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Feminine Mystique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: Betty Friedan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beyond Good and Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;: Freidrich Nietzsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;On Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by John Stuart Mill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Beyond Freedom and Dignity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by B.F. Skinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Origin of the Species&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by Charles Darwin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Introduction to Psychoanalysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by Sigmund Freud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Descent of Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;by Charles Darwin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;This was an interesting article….a panel of 15 judges decided the most harmful books of the 19th and 20th centuries……it was not surprising that most of the 'harmful' books came from Russia, Germany, and red party countries. Here are the ones I read…the fascinating thing about this list is that it says....charles darwin, fredrich neitczhe, ralph nader, sigmund freud, john dewey, john stuart mill, B. F. Skinner all wrote 'harmful' books..... even though their arguments and analysis are twisted at times they certainly are not harmful......this is my opinion neway…if ne1 has something to say about any of these books I would love to get some opinions…let me know! Here is the actual link with all the books….. &lt;a href="http://www.humaneventsonline.com/article.php?id=7591" target="_new"&gt;http://www.humaneventsonline.com/article.php?id=7591&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Other than that…the braves are losing like hell…I cant believe we have such good pitching and the offense is so rotten that I cant even perceive wat is goin on in their heads….they certainly should know wat the fans think….and Dan Kolb….no comments on that character except that….ones who cant accept help from others cant never help themselves…...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-274459280808164895?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/274459280808164895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=274459280808164895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/274459280808164895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/274459280808164895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/06/ten-most-harmful-books-of-19th-and-20th.html' title='Ten Most Harmful Books of 19th and 20th centuries'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-614402080304391571</id><published>2005-05-31T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:21:05.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>X's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Got this from Kimberly…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I listen to political music.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm depressed.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;[  ] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I own an iPod or MP3 player&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;] I own something from Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I love Disney Movies.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am a sucker for hair/eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I don't kill bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I curse randomly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;[  ] I am bisexual or homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I paid for that cell phone ring.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I have one x in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I have multiple x's in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I've slipped out an AIM word [lol, brb, etc.] in a real conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I love Spam.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I love Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I smoke a pack a day.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I loved Perks of Being a Wallflower.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I loved Go Ask Alice.&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;] Ive cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem&lt;br /&gt;[x] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been out of this country.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I see a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I'm single&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to any other countries besides the united states&lt;br /&gt;[ X ] I Had Surgery&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] Gone out in public in your pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;] Kissed a Stranger&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] Hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Made out in an elevator &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] Swore at your parents&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] Kicked a guy where it hurts&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been close to love&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been to a casino&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been skydiving&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Skipped school&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Flashed someone&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;] Saw a therapist&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Done the splits&lt;br /&gt;[x] Played spin the bottle&lt;br /&gt;[X] Gotten stitches&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;]Been to Niagara Falls&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style=""&gt; x&lt;/span&gt;] Gotten the chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Crashed into a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been to Japan&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;[  ] Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been fired&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Ever had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Stole something from your job&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;[x]  Lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;[X] Had a crush on a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/8429027410460088780-614402080304391571?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/614402080304391571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=614402080304391571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/614402080304391571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/614402080304391571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/05/xs.html' title='X&apos;s'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6889439975724362540</id><published>2005-05-14T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:20:18.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keys to Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="8" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt; You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt; In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt; You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt; You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt; Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt; Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt; You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt; In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/" target="_new"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6889439975724362540?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6889439975724362540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6889439975724362540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6889439975724362540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6889439975724362540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/05/keys-to-heart.html' title='The Keys to Heart'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2502967313456519079</id><published>2005-05-11T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:19:25.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disseminating Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Maybe the reason I don’t update like I used to is because I've lost my sense of perceiving the trivialities from significant to insignificant. I have many disseminating thoughts to write about, to ponder about, to mulch on, and all of them are just as negligible... just as elemental….whether it is about a person who was talking near the woodruff park or about a dream lingering in the sensory reflexes of my mind….its hard to detach from thoughts…I am a firm believer in thinking that writing is so much about maneuvering from one land of entrapment to another….but examining the mundane and the unnecessary is sometimes superfluous …&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Neway….I am done with finals…yes I know I don’t seem too cheerful about it…that’s because…well because…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;I went to Kruti Dance Academy recital on Sunday….hmm…interesting program…I wanted to indulge myself in giving a brief review…so if u r not interested in dance shows…I urge u to move forward….well lets see first of all the auditorium…Fox Theatre was just awesome…it had a ancient look to it…kind of like Celtic or Irish…and the setting was midnight blue with stars…the actual program…well it was on time!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/shy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;…and the costumes were pretty…most of them were really bright and vibrant…there were too many performers…I for one would like a show where I can watch some really good dancers then just a herd of people on stage just to fill it up…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" height="22" width="15" /&gt; ….the songs they picked were nice (for the bollywood style songs)….the choreography were good except that they concentrated more on the formations rather than the steps themselves..I guess that’s Kruti's style…ok…now for the classical style presented by the dancers…I have certain credibility in classical dancing to be saying this…so I will say it…it was…..not classical dancing…it was semi-classical…nothing wrong with that….but wearing an authentic bharatanatyam (dance style name) costume and doin God knows wat is just appallin….overall it was like watchin a glamorous movie….lot of flamboyance but no real substance….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Other than that…the braves are winning….now going 14 out of their last 19 games…those of you all who said this is the end of the road….eat dirt…Giles is just awesome…and Smotlz is you know Smotlz! One person who has been standing out in the braves line up is Langerhans…Yeah I know weird huh….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2502967313456519079?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2502967313456519079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2502967313456519079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2502967313456519079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2502967313456519079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/05/disseminating-thoughts.html' title='Disseminating Thoughts'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3212060058466730074</id><published>2005-04-01T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:10:17.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I borrowed this from Andrew…looks interestin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I am not: an optimist&lt;br /&gt;I hurt: when 'people'don’t care&lt;br /&gt;I love: noticing details&lt;br /&gt;I hate: when 'people' leave&lt;br /&gt;I fear: loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I forget: to thank 'people'&lt;br /&gt;I remember: comforting thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I imagine: horrid things&lt;br /&gt;I hope: 'people' see the importance of choice&lt;br /&gt;I crave: for answers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I regret: decisions in the past&lt;br /&gt;I care: too much&lt;br /&gt;I want: fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone: when 'people' don’t see beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;I listen: carefully&lt;br /&gt;I hide: behind the shield&lt;br /&gt;I pretend: that I am happy&lt;br /&gt;I drive: people crazy&lt;br /&gt;I sing: when it rains&lt;br /&gt;I cry: when I am alone&lt;br /&gt;I write: alot&lt;br /&gt;I wake: when I hear the raindrops&lt;br /&gt;I breathe: fresh smell&lt;br /&gt;I play: with Jay&lt;br /&gt;I find: passionate things to do&lt;br /&gt;I pray: for my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;I miss: my grandmother&lt;br /&gt;I learn: patience&lt;br /&gt;I feel: disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;I know: nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke: when I am hurtin&lt;br /&gt;I say: don’t give up!&lt;br /&gt;I change: when I need to&lt;br /&gt;I fail: when 'people' dont have confidence in me&lt;br /&gt;I dream: about fear&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: why 'people' are lying&lt;br /&gt;I worry: how long 'people' will be around&lt;br /&gt;I wish: I wasn’t this skeptical&lt;br /&gt;I fight: when million things r runnin in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I need: loyalty&lt;br /&gt;I am: .... CAN YOU GUESS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3212060058466730074?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3212060058466730074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3212060058466730074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3212060058466730074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3212060058466730074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am.html' title='I am?'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8003998935109297738</id><published>2005-03-25T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:17:22.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;There is a town in Nebraska called "Truth or Consequences"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;What would life be like without any 'Truth'?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Life, whatever happened why did it happen?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Flaw, time management&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Mind answers many questions, what answers the mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Dance, the expression of life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;The mood ring I got; to see my mood….shows an odd color…does it have a meaning?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;If we advanced in film from making black and white films to color….why is Sin City in Black and white?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Music, expression of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Insecurity, is that a part of every persons emotions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Did you ever feel like you are lost in the path of life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kolumbus.fi/heli.vilmi/cryingrosea.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 480px; height: 347px;" src="http://www.kolumbus.fi/heli.vilmi/cryingrosea.jpg" height="407" width="553" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Pure and innocent ------Life before experiences&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://touritaly.org/misc/italy2-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Chaotic life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intermountainppa.com/pages/Annual/Kinghorn/rushing%20water.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 518px; height: 336px;" src="http://www.intermountainppa.com/pages/Annual/Kinghorn/rushing%20water.jpg" height="934" width="1402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;What do you see in this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Heart is crying a river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Mend yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Blind spot in life is even harder to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;what are your random thoughts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8003998935109297738?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8003998935109297738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8003998935109297738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8003998935109297738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8003998935109297738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/03/abstract.html' title='Abstract'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4440372351888104333</id><published>2005-02-10T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:16:28.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;School is tirin….haha…..wats new in that?? right? Absolutely, its pretty standard thing when it comes to school….Oh I went to the Carter Center last week….hmm…interestin….lots of money used to put it together….but got to see how helpful it will be in the future….its for my term paper in Communication &amp; Power….get this….the manuscripts r kept in acid neutral boxes…isnt that cool? &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; There is a museum there too…for Jimmy Carter…and there was this peacock presented to him…and I was like kewl…this is really pretty…and guess wat…it was given to him by the ambassador from…..yes India….haha….that was hmm….somethin...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Oh who watched the super bowl last week….it was quite different from every other super bowl b4….they were tryin real hard to be very decent….u know wat I mean...&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;….It worked I suppose! The ads were quite normal…the only one I liked was this Publix ad…but some1 told me it came out b4 that though….so I guess its not exactly 'new'! The pats won and I wasn’t surprised….they were good….I guess they deserved it….hmm the halftime show….yeah no comments….lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Neway, Valentine's Day is comin up…..I have 3 papers due that day….its that kewl? It is a regular day after all….thank God some people realize that its not that 'significant'….Personally, I have always had my doubts about this valentine's day endeavor….first of all, the idea of havin a day designated to express "love" is bizarre enough, second, they have to make a big deal out of it….like it’s a huge event….some ppl r like oh my god wat r ur plans for valentine's day? I am like oh my gosh…like nothin!!!!! Third, the idea of where valentine's day came from has sooooo many myths…I am surprised rational people actually think its logical to go along with it…..they talk about a saint valentine, a roman celebration, a lover named valentine….I mean if that is the case we can have a day for every historic thing out there….one word comes to mind….Hypocrisy (sorry, all this ventin has to go somewhere &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Neway…that’s it for now….I would love to get comments on this subject…but as u can see, ppl read but remains to be anonymous….and quiet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4440372351888104333?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4440372351888104333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4440372351888104333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4440372351888104333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4440372351888104333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6873048704870501682</id><published>2005-02-06T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:06:22.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Albus Dumbledore</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1106407125Dumbledore.bmp" /&gt;       You scored as &lt;b&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;/b&gt;. Strong and powerful you admirably defend your world and your charges against those who would seek to harm them. However sometimes you can fail to do what you must because you care too much to cause suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2338" target="_new"&gt;Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/" target="_new"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- // Begin Pollhost.com Poll Code // --&gt; &lt;form action="http://poll.pollhost.com/vote.cgi" method="post"&gt; &lt;table bg border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="150" style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-1;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wat do u suppose would be my nickname??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;select name="answer"&gt;&lt;option value="1" selected="selected"&gt;Prave&lt;/option&gt; &lt;option value="2"&gt;Varsha (rain)&lt;/option&gt; &lt;option value="3"&gt;Katrina (Irish)&lt;/option&gt; &lt;option value="4"&gt;Pandu (fruit??)&lt;/option&gt; &lt;option value="5"&gt;Nish (night)&lt;/option&gt; &lt;option value="6"&gt;Other (then u would have to tell me ...)&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input value="cHJhdmUJMTEwNzcxMzcyNwkwMDAwMDAJRkZGRkZGCUNvbWljIFNhbnMgTVMJQmx1ZQ" name="config" type="hidden"&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;input value="Vote" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="2" align="right" bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:-2;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pollhost.com/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Free polls from Pollhost.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Reflections and Contemplations:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Hmm…thinkin of the unthinkable…but its just not so unthinkable…its just not achievable…it would fix things for a while…but not permanently….its not about chance or hope…hope and chance r as useless as they r powerful….cos believe it or not….they just don’t exist in certain scenarios…tripping u up at times...so y think about them? Cos u just cant help urself sometimes….does this happen to u? does this happen to everybody? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Wat do u think of, when the phone rings? When some1 comes? When u hear a voice? When u smell a fragrance? When u taste somethin? Wat do ppl associate each thing with? When it rains…the smell reminds u of? Reflections about past and contemplations about future r like a crystal ball…u c somethin new every single time….which may or may not exist…. They can be nethin u want...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6873048704870501682?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6873048704870501682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6873048704870501682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6873048704870501682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6873048704870501682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/02/albus-dumbledore.html' title='Albus Dumbledore'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2550527797789600843</id><published>2005-01-26T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:03:13.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shahrukh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Oh breaking news…..Shahrukh Khan (Best Indian Actor) got the Padmashri award. It is an award bestowed by the government on people who contributed very well to the country of India. I am really excited. This is after a film done by Shahrukh about Indians and a movie called Swades. Rohit send me the article and I am really happy that he thought of that….. Well so….here is the link…in case anyone is interested to read more about it…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/msid-1001706,curpg-1.cms" target="_new"&gt;http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/msid-1001706,curpg-1.cms&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;img src="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/photo.cms?msid=1001707" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2550527797789600843?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2550527797789600843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2550527797789600843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2550527797789600843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2550527797789600843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/01/shahrukh.html' title='Shahrukh'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-2337857178613474488</id><published>2005-01-22T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:00:49.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Association</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Well….well….its Saturday….Im countin hrs….haha….well I saw this ad in the Atlanta Journal….it was by LongHorn Steakhouse…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                            &lt;/span&gt;It says: Sunday's Special: GRILLED EAGLE…!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Haha……isnt that awesome??? I thought it was a damned good idea…so that’s that….the game is at 3:00 pm….Atlanta Falcons vs Philly Eagles….!!!! Watch out!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;My classes r alright….Persuasion, and Communication &amp; Power are my best classes….all others r borin and tedious….I have lots of homework for these classes though….like constantly….well that’s life…..neway I'll write more later…...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;I found this survey on someone's xanga….it was ummm….interestin…neway…here goes...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Wuss: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Druggie: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Daydreamer: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Im too practical for that kinda thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Brat: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Sarcastic:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My Middle Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Goody-goody: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Angel: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha….Everyone knows that is not true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Devil: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Horny: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Shy: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Talkative: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well every1 says so, I am not really….but sometimes u know wat happens….well I mean the thing is…..its not like that….like Im really not thatttt bad…like for real….like….umm….Im talkin too much…arent I?? …..&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley3.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; …ooops!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Adventurous: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ummm….u decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Joker: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when mood strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Flirty: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmm….Wats that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;WORD ASSOCIATION&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Rubber gloves: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Rock: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Green: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Wet: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain…me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Cry: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waste of energy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Peanut: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eww….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Hay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itchy…umm…don’t ask me how I know that!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Hot: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coffee…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Cold: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Steamy: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Fast: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Vick…..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Freaky: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Co-incidences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Stick shift: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wat else is there to think of???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Rain: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love….passion….blessing….u name it….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Bite: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Suck: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lolipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Limp: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my legs after dance class??? ….hahah….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Needle: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Honey: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;High heels: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Seal: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Napkin: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;M.D.: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this cute doctor….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Elevator: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Claustrophobic….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Red: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-2337857178613474488?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2337857178613474488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=2337857178613474488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2337857178613474488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/2337857178613474488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/01/word-association.html' title='Word Association'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-47796319802199800</id><published>2005-01-10T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:59:59.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Gosh….has it really been that long since I updated…..hmm…..thats not good….ill update more often….alright….well lets c …..Oh I cut my hair….like really cut it short this time….everyone were shocked….I'll try to take a pictures or somethin soon….haha….well I got tired and I was like wat the hell….all my friends said y would u cut hair like that...but oh well…..many people liked it though….some….hmm u know who u r…didn’t !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Oh I went to Pittsburgh for new years…..pretty city….all those wonderful mountains and a beautiful lake…..here r some of the pics….ask me about them if u r interested….some of them r scary….haha….well u know me and pictures don’t go too well….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/pittsburgh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/peacock1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/deer1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;Hmm the falcons playoffs game is this weekend….guys come on….we need to cheer for our team…well all the Atlantans neway…..so watch it….Saturday 8 pm against St.Louis Rams…….I don’t wanna say nethin yet…so keep ur fingers crossed!! I trust Jim Mora...!! He is awesome!! Go Falcons!!!!....Go Vick!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.nfl.com/photos/img6992614.jpg" /&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.carolinapanthers.com/photos/perm/main/NGLDDDJFAFLK/1205main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"&gt;I am not really excited about this New year….so wat if it’s a new year? Another year….another date….its all the same….Oh well….I don’t c y we have these celebrations for everythin….its like oh new year…oh valentine's day…oh father's day….may day…pay day….its all days….!!! They r just sad memories….memories that make u sad….memories that make u sick….unnecessary reminders that life is goin….that time doesn’t stop….not for anyone….!! Not for anythin…..its all a endless charade that humans engage in to make themselves feel celebrated….!! Wat do we have to celebrate anyway? Natural disasters, domestic calamities, wars, disputes, fights, losing friends, losing lovers, losing family….endless engagements for nothin…..absolutely nothin……..!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-47796319802199800?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/47796319802199800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=47796319802199800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/47796319802199800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/47796319802199800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2005/01/pittsburgh.html' title='Pittsburgh'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8832363702208259122</id><published>2004-12-28T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:46:59.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Held and gave away</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Once in a while, you tend to ponder upon things that have happened in the past, and you think hmm I wonder wat would happen if this didn’t take place or u didn’t meet this person…and soo many other thoughts….its scary how much ur mind remembers sooo much information and if u just let it go u can reflect on it…and these thoughts don’t necessarily have to be sad or bad…they r just memories…some things that u remember….whether it is a mushroom or a color….or the marta train or a church…..an airplane or the smell of whitewash….nethin….some other times u remember so many things but don’t even pay attention to the fact that you do….its like the person is oblivious sometimes…but sometimes you just see...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Curlz MT';"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-size: 20pt; font-family: 'Curlz MT';"&gt;What is one thing that you have held but given away, and another that you have held but never knew???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8832363702208259122?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8832363702208259122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8832363702208259122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8832363702208259122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8832363702208259122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/12/held-and-gave-away.html' title='Held and gave away'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4377393963175939668</id><published>2004-12-17T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:44:55.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Right or Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;I have always believed everything is right or wrong…there is no middle ground…there is no gray area…its all either black or white…and I read in someone’s entry…and they wrote…” without one, other is incomplete and tilting our natural balance” ….but I take a step bak….is my ‘this or that’ principle applicable to everything? I used to think that it did…but lately I began to realize there prolly is one thing out there that it doesn’t apply to ….when it makes a decision its not either strong or weak…sometimes it can …. Or it can…..something in between…something that is not…..not….too strong but u don’t…hmmm…..so for the first time in my life…I have conflicting thoughts about something that is not as black and white….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;I dont think I have the energy to keep trying…actually Im not goin to try in this aspect…I just cant…they are too many contradictions….I don’t have the WILL to try….I just don’t!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Random Thoughts:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Running on emptiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Best moment in life is when u realize u do not need … to be completely blissfully content.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;(The worst moment is when you realize this thought makes u cry.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Despise awkward….awkward….out of touch……moments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Hate sadness and how it strains….in so many things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Wondering….hmm….how u made it through. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Loathe it….when….cant feel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Sometimes….the thing u r….umm….lookin 4…is…is… wat u CANNOT see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4377393963175939668?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4377393963175939668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4377393963175939668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4377393963175939668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4377393963175939668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-or-wrong.html' title='Right or Wrong'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1391625211692679188</id><published>2004-12-11T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:44:17.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligence</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="1" border cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt; &lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/linguistic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html" target="_new"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1391625211692679188?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1391625211692679188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1391625211692679188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1391625211692679188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1391625211692679188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/12/intelligence.html' title='Intelligence'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-9017369647443849305</id><published>2004-12-10T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:57:15.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals and Shahrukh Khan</title><content type='html'>Hmm…Its finals week…I don’t understand y all the professors keep the hard stuff 4 the endin…they already know we r tired by then…neway, the weirdest thing happened…after our final yday in comm research…my prof gave us all a floppy disk and said this is my gift for finishin the class…1 mb floppy disk…I was like…hmm...&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" height="22" width="15" /&gt;…I don’t know how many of u’ll get that…! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;My finals 4 this semester….Wish me LUCK!!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/shocked.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;4 Finals:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;1. &lt;b style=""&gt;Comm Research -- Thursday 12/9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;2. Adv Public Speakin -- Tuesday 12/14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;3. Rhetoric -- Tuesday 12/14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;4. Media and Politics -- Tuesday 12/14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;4 Papers:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;1. &lt;b style=""&gt;Comm Research -- Thursday 12/9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;2. Rhetoric Lorde Paper -- Tuesday 12/14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;3. Literature Review -- Thursday 12/16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;4. Persuasion -- Wednesday 12/15&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Debate:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Principles of Debate -- Thursday 12/16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Every1’s been askin me where my background song is from…its from the movie Naach..starrin Abhishek…so yeah…oh this was interesting…this guy did an analysis on y people use the word DUDE…I thought it was funny…. &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6676586/?GT1=5936" target="_new"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6676586/?GT1=5936&lt;/a&gt; …Hmmm... falcons lost the game last week…it was really sad…but we r still goin to the playoffs…so u all out there who hate Atlanta…keep on hatin!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/cool.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt; …. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Ohhhh Jaret Wright (Baseball) went to Yankees from braves…aarrgghh…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bitter.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; seriously, y r players soo greedy…21 million dollars…last year he thought his career was done…we made him one of the best starters…and yanks take him away….geez…people neva change…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Pshukriya: oh I found this wallpaper with shahrukh khan that you might like&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Prave84: hmm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Pshukriya: is that your way of saying, you already have it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Prave84: maybe &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Pshukriya: okay what do you have on your desktop then?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Prave84: y do u want to know?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Pshukriya: I am curious, do you have more than one picture of him?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Prave84: somethin like that…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Pshukriya: let me see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Well ani…u asked for it…..&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/srkw%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/srkw%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-9017369647443849305?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/9017369647443849305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=9017369647443849305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/9017369647443849305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/9017369647443849305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/12/finals-and-shahrukh-khan.html' title='Finals and Shahrukh Khan'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5040417388227414053</id><published>2004-12-08T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:42:42.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys</title><content type='html'>&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="300" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Reformer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204);font-size:6;" &gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You're a responsible person - with a clear sense of right and wrong. High standards are important to you, and you do everything to meet them. You are your own worst critic, feeling ashamed if you're not perfect. You have the highest integrity, and people expect you to be fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/numberquiz.html" target="_new"&gt;What number are you?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400" style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;b&gt;You Are a Retrospective Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/retrospective-soul.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The most misunderstood of all the soul signs. Sometimes you even have difficulty seeing yourself as who you are. You are intense and desire perfection in every facet of your life. You're best described as extremely idealistic, hardworking, and a survivor. Great moments of insight and sensitivity come to you easily. But if you aren't careful, you'll ignore these moments and repeat past mistakes. For you, it is difficult to seperate the past from the present. You will suceed once you overcome the disappoinments in life. Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/travelersoul.html" target="_new"&gt;Traveler Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/prophetsoul.html" target="_new"&gt;Prophet Soul&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html" target="_new"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5040417388227414053?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5040417388227414053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5040417388227414053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5040417388227414053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5040417388227414053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/12/surveys.html' title='Surveys'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-806997035312385406</id><published>2004-11-30T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:41:59.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 25pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;Loneliness is when you know the whole world depends on you and you have no one to depend on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-806997035312385406?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/806997035312385406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=806997035312385406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/806997035312385406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/806997035312385406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/11/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5797881644423916165</id><published>2004-11-23T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:41:17.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasyanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Hmm…I thought this was an interesting quote….I got (more like stole &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;) it from Ankit…haha….THE BEST LACK ALL CONVENTIONS WHILE THE WORST ARE FULL OF PASSIONATE INTENSITY…This is especially true about me!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Oh guess wat…I won my second debate..yayay!!...7-2 votes….I was soo happy…The topic was Resolve that grades should be taken out of our schools…I was the negative saying they shouldn’t be….fun stuff…neway, I turned in all my essays and I still have soo many things to do for next week…I don’t really see the point of a break for thanksgiving cos Ill be doing homework neway…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; I have 3 essays and a speech presentation due on Tuesday….arrgghhh…school…Wat is it good for?? Absolutely Nothin!! Say it again!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Oh I saw Veer Zaara…First of all the theater, it was sold out at 8 when we went so we went at 10 and guess wat…sooo many people….gosh…it was just surprisingly crowded…..Anyway, for those of u who are Indian….go watch the movie…I personally guarantee quality and timeliness….It stars Shahrukh ofcourse…(why else would I watch a hindi movie?? I cannot sit still to watch for 2 ½ hours…dude…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; ) It is probably the best movie all year long…not that I have seen many, mind u…but still…the story was interesting…a little far fetched with the love part of it….but that’s y its fantasy right….an illusion…The songs are amazing…the scenes and the quality was just superb….I love the music…its one of the most deepest and darkest ever..!! The acting was just right and not too much like most hindi movies are nowadays….wat the movie possessed as someone put it is Soul….it was accurately developed with the right plots of love for people and your country, touching dialogues, and challenging performances. Shahrukh ofcourse is the triumph of the movie undoubtedly…it is extremely hard to enact with such maturity and ease in this role and nobody else can pull it off with soo much grace. and finally while I expected Dazzling and Extravagant like Devdas…I got Simple, innocent and beautiful. !!! So run to the nearest theater by making time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Oh I performed for a classical piece two weeks ago..Its called Lasyanga….and its all instrumental with fast music…never got a chance to put up the pics…it was quite good…very synchronized…I am proud of all my dance girls…they are amazingly good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;….neway, here are the pics…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/pose4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Thats...Ashwini, Ashwathy, Me, and Supriya&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/pose3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/pose1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/pravenetra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Myself while getting ready and Netra (my dance teacher's daughter...isnt she adorable??? &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smooch.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva';"&gt;Pardon my moods, they are sooo inconsistent with wat is goin on that it is all a jigsaw puzzle up in my mind....As Nietzsche says, every strong person has his own strength to figure out things!...Hopefully, we all are that strong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5797881644423916165?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5797881644423916165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5797881644423916165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5797881644423916165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5797881644423916165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/11/lasyanga.html' title='Lasyanga'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6791609020939687433</id><published>2004-11-12T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:40:40.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well-Wishers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;It is beautiful outside today…as if the world was cleansed overnight…by…by…well-wishers….to free it from the rusting glimpses of the past… the crisp cold air on your face cuts through skin to make you feel….feel that indeed you are human and you feel everything no matter how well you deny it….the fresh smell of rain reminds you of the forsaken temperance of life….the one you are desperately trying to avoid…in order to let go of emotions swirling in your heart….I love the silence after it rains and the sky is so vivid and makes you have a tingling feeling that the sky is so close that you can touch it…it is so calm and so safe that nobody could interrupt this perfect feeling....this longing....The sounds of the wind is a reminder of life….rejuvenating your interest in life if not a lifetime, then for a mere sparing minute….saying that you can close your eyes and mind from feelings but never your heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6791609020939687433?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6791609020939687433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6791609020939687433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6791609020939687433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6791609020939687433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-wishers.html' title='Well-Wishers'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5307532119919293008</id><published>2004-11-06T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:40:04.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;You know I was talkin to someone and they said life is soo unfair…I wish I was dead…It suddenly stuck me odd that so many people use living and dying as opposites….but are they really? I mean if you think about it…giving birth and dying are opposites…and sometimes you can be living life and still feel dead….so what is life opposite to….nothin….its not opposite to fantasy cos that is reality…maybe Perish…like nonexistent…but then again you can be existent and still feel numb to the core so you are then ofcourse feeling dead….and then what stuck me as worse is that love and hate in a sense are not opposites….cos you can love someone soo much and still hate them…in a metaphoric sense ofcourse…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;So what did I infer from all this…that we r merely using semantics to express something that is inexpressive…cos using these words just for the heck of using them is not right…without understanding the true meaning or the context…so we are not really expressing anything using language….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;The best way of knowing how anyone feels is understanding their body language…you study people’s behavior patterns and figure out what makes them tick or worse wat makes them unhappy…Each of us behave differently dependin on our gender, I.Q, backgrounds, people around us and so on….each of us has a reason for reacting and behaving the way we usually do…Motivation for doing the things we do….It is human nature to hide our secrets…It is also human nature to be curious…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;What motivates you to read this entry fully?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;What motivates you to talk to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;What motivates you to get up in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;That is wat I am figurin out....MOTIVATION!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5307532119919293008?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5307532119919293008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5307532119919293008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5307532119919293008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5307532119919293008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/11/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6261038175526463130</id><published>2004-10-25T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:39:22.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Good and Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;Hmm…I don’t know how many people read this thing but oh well…here I go again…sorry if its really borin…my life is borin….haha…OH my dad send this to me...I thought it was really neat....like their idea itself was awesome...smart ppl.....check it out...&lt;!--StartFragment --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.nike.com/usa/justdoit/v2/index.jhtml" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;http://www.nike.com/usa&lt;wbr&gt;/justdoit/v2/index.jhtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.....well I got my midterm bak…88…. I had to debate in my debate class…the topic was coke is better than pepsi…and I had to say pepsi was betta…sucked…but I won the debate….5-4 votes…George liked pepsi more too…lol…so we both were like y cant we just take our own side…he acted like he was drinkin coke…that was real funny…oh I got my Media and politics exam bak to 90….!! Yay!!!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;I gave my Christine rough draft….this time I actually had things to say…so it was kewl….so until now we finished reading Plato’s Gorgias, Phaedrus, Christine de Pizan’s Three virtues…Now we are reading Nietzsche’s Beyond Good and Evil…arrghh…I hate that man…sooo wrong…he keeps sayin…the strongest among us will rule…. there is no God…and females are inferior…aarrghh….I hate goin to class cos of him….umm…oh yeah this is dumbo (my lil bro)…I guess he was tryin to act like a fob…for some video or somethin with his friends…he was being goofy!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/fobpran.jpg" height="567" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Tempus Sans ITC';"&gt;neway….Everyone is asking about Garba…I don’t know…I don’t feel like goin…its like wats the point…. life is all a big illusion makin us believe something is true…but is not! Reality is a much lonely place…we just have trying to keep our heads high through all the sadness and the horrors of life….How many of us are what we claim to be? I mean if one thinks it through… we are all puttin up a facade of what we are but is that really us….the inner person in each individual is drastically different from the outside layer…inside even one of us there is a selfish streak that keeps makin us wish for so many things out of life….Selfishness…is it a good or bad thing?? If it is bad then how come God is selfish too…..I think God made sure that some of us have a way of rememberin all bad things and situations more than the good things...that way u will keep prayin to him...so its kinda a selfish reason y God does this.....haha...isnt that wierd? that God...ur perfect image of Love and Selfless being...is selfish indeed.... How many of things I do or say make sense??? what does it tell about me?? Am I a good person?? If I am...how come God doesnt look over me??...Is that selfish to ask?? Is it too much to ask?? If I am not a good person...wat can I do to become a betta person??....Does God have a set of rules to distinguish Good from Bad..a set of rules to distinguish whether to bless someone or not?? figure out u belong to this category and so I cannot bless you!!!!!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6261038175526463130?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6261038175526463130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6261038175526463130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6261038175526463130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6261038175526463130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/10/beyond-good-and-evil.html' title='Beyond Good and Evil'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7778910712364918813</id><published>2004-10-11T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:38:08.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Hmm…I got this from Smitha’s Journal…I know surveys are borin…..&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; but oh well…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Hmm….r u looking at my journal without knowin my name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Im wearin a skirt....wats wrong with u?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? My dance music…Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED? Wat kinda question is this…? Umm…crossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? A donut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?? Duh..Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Nice..Pretty…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?? My Dada &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Eyes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? Smitha is awesome &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Wat? Gosh…okay! yeah, I am fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. FAVORITE DRINK? Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? I don’t drink…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. FAVORITE SPORTS? Baseball, Football, Cricket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. HAIR COLOR? Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. EYE COLOR? No guys its not brown…Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. SIBLINGS? Bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. FAVORITE FOOD? Thai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Umm…April 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;…Anzac Day…lol…really! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY?? Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? Depends...on alot of factors...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;27. HUGS OR KISSES? Prolly hugs...prolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? Sure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who's most LIKELY TO RESPOND? Hmm…u mean talk about it??....Ani, Bhargava, Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Umm…someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? The city of the ladies by Cristian, Angels and Demons, No One To Trust, Good and Evil, Course Packet, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM WENT OFF? Yeah…bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. DO YOU MISS BIG BROTHER YET? huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FAVORITE SMELLS? Orchids, sandal wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Rain, Music, moonlight, food, Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN? Buttered…who eats nethin else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVORITE CHIPS? Sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. FAVORITE CAR? Is there such thing? Umm…I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVORITE FLOWER? Daffodils, Lillies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Umm..maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Umm…friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. RED OR WHITE WINE? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? Party…nice surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU GET UP IN THE MORNING? mmmmm…Coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ONCE THIS IS FINISHED? Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7778910712364918813?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7778910712364918813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7778910712364918813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7778910712364918813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7778910712364918813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/10/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4020967760330981812</id><published>2004-10-11T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:37:12.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball and Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:4--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=B00007AJF9&amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Baseball is awesome…I don’t know how anyone can not watch it….Braves went to the Division Series again…and this time against Houston Astros…dude…Astros r ok…but the fans r soooo annoyin…Houston is actually playin well after a long time…so they r all like yellin and screamin beyond reason…neway….we tied the series yesterday 2-2…it was wonderful…I love Giles and Smoltz….they saved the day…The final game is today…8 pm…hmm…No comments yet!! lol…all other teams won their respective series…NY Yankees (I felt kinda bad for Twins…it was bound to happen though), Boston Red Sox (they r big…so they won…) and St. Louis (playin excellent baseball all season…so yeah)….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;The second debate was good too…Kerry and Bush r really tryin to make their points…I was surprised at the un decided voters in the room…these people look well educated and well informed…how come they didn’t decide yet? I mean its clear where each candidate is on almost every issue…by the end of the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; debate, if these people still haven’t decided…I don’t know wat to say to them…. weird bunch!!!! I think Bush came on stronger than before and Kerry held his end….cant really say who won in this one…it was quite well presented…except for the poor mediator...know wat I mean...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Ohh we made this test thingy…its kinda funny….if u have time…go for it…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;a href="http://prave.friendtest.com/" target="_new"&gt;http://prave.friendtest.com&lt;/a&gt; oh the guys were practicin yday…and it was the funniest thing…they put all the sticks on Ankit’s stick and he’s like dude…let me go...it was supposed to be a mock fight….it was hilarious…! Oh yeah…the other day I felt soo stupid!!…I was busy writin an essay for my rhetoric class for Tuesday and it took me soo long to write it….after writin it I checked the syllabus for something and the due day said Thursday…I wanted to kill myself…!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Then I closed everythin right away and began to study for the Media and Politics exam…. it was alright….I don’t know…I didn’t get the score yet…so we’ll c… I have a midterm and two essays due on Thursday…loads of homework ofcourse…so have to work to finish that…The midterm shouldn’t be that bad…I don’t think….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Oh we need couple of dancers for our group…if anyone is interested let me know…I know some people asked me before and it was kinda late to add to that dance…but now we have time to teach and put together something new…will be fun…we only practice in the weekends and we’ll work around a schedule…I just need people who are willin to show up for practices and work…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;My friends r soo mean….and that too my best friend…how am I supposed to feel??….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/shocked.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;….haha…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;prave84: oh i went shoppin yday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;pshukriya: right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;zr00cool: apprantly she did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;pshukriya: oh i thought she was joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;zr00cool: shes serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;prave84: go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;prave84: im not tellin u nethin nemore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;pshukriya: how am i supposed to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4020967760330981812?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4020967760330981812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4020967760330981812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4020967760330981812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4020967760330981812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/10/baseball-and-debate.html' title='Baseball and Debate'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5742295586509928595</id><published>2004-10-01T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:36:27.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;First of all, this is not depressin music…it’s how I feel…haha…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neway…. on the positive note…Whoever watched the first debate between Kerry and Bush should’ve seen that Kerry won it anonymously…it was an interesting debate cos I personally thought Bush would have the upper hand just cos the war on terrorism is his biggest asset as far as campaigning is concerned…Kerry did better than I expect cos he gave straight direct answers than the criticized complicated replies (even though, I neva really thought so)…the best part of the speech was when Kerry said ‘"Invading Iraq in response to 9/11 would be like Franklin Roosevelt invading Mexico in response to Pearl Harbor." That's what we have here. …” I laughed soooo hard ….lol &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;…it was the funniest comment…should be a joyful election&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;I have my Media and Politics exam next week and I am terrified…just cos everyone in that class seem really smart….and she said the exam will be hard as hell…gotta c….Oh yeah there are two new shahrukh movies coming out….Im soooooooooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!! Cant wait to c…he looks wonderful in the trailers…(lol, yeah I saw them…yeah Im a geek…a geek in love &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;)….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Oh I wrote this….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" height="22" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;PURE SILENCE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Eyes are filled with your image&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;This heart is chanting your name&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;My wish is your love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;My desire is for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;The only way of expressing my feelings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Is my language of PURE SILENCE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Friends’ remarks about being unresponsive&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Did not make me romantic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;I am begging these trembling lips&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;To show these swirling emotions within me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;The only way of showing my passion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Is my language of PURE SILENCE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;With my head bowing I waited&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;For you to notice and come to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;The days came and elapsed rapidly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Oh! How I longed to change them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;The only way of describing my agony&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Is my language of PURE SILENCE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;I am what I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;And cannot change into something exquisite&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;Even though, I want to be more&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;For someone I care for, I cant!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;            The only way of revealing who I am&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Viner Hand ITC';font-size:13;"  &gt;                  Is through this PURE SILENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&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/8429027410460088780-5742295586509928595?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5742295586509928595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5742295586509928595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5742295586509928595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5742295586509928595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2006/10/pure-silence.html' title='Pure Silence'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7958591224171004538</id><published>2004-09-17T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:35:51.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Socrates and Dan Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Hi…waz up?…lots been happenin…hmm…I didn’t get a chance to update…so here we go…first of all, I got a gmail invitation from my dad…yay…so here is my new email… &lt;a href="mailto:pravad@gmail.com" target="_new"&gt;pravad@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; ….atleast now I don’t need to deletin stuff…so that’s kewl...as u can c Im readin Angels and Demons...I'll give the review after Im done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Oh I watched Lakshya (Objective)…for those who don’t know it’s a hindi movie….very good…even though its Hrithik (hindi actor)….he did a decent job…pretty good…the direction was awesome…realistic and practical which is hard to do for hindi movies…those who watch Indian movies…watch it…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;School is same old…loads of work….tirin…and I have to listen to Bush from the RNC which is like an hr and analyze it…so yeah pretty hectic…neway…I don’t think I told about the classes im takin…so….Persuasion..(8 in the mornin...so yeah...pretty explanatory..), Comm Research (umm...borin), Public Speaking (umm...slow and tedious), Rhetoric and Criticism(fun....philosophy....Plato and Socrates...love it...hard), Principles of Debate (we have to debate one on one...fun!), and Media and Politics (love it...its my fav class...she is great...but its at 5:30 &lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" preferrelative="t" spt="75" coordsize="21600,21600"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Hurrican Ivan was interesting &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;…I don’t know y GSU was even open yday…the winds were really bad…and it was rainin very heavily….we got drenched cos the umbrellas didn’t really help…not that Im complainin mind u…!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;….Marta was stalled for was seemed like foreva…Thanx to Bhargava’s friend Ashley we were ok….since the trains couldn’t move forward…haha….Over all, it was a day to remember…!&lt;/span&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;We were reading Plato’s Phaedrus in my Rhetoric Class…and the Definition of Love became prominent…I thought it was an interesting perspective on Love…since everyone thinks about wat Love really is...right??…..let me know who all understand….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;According to Socrates…God gave us a punishment for being arrogant and alter ego. The punishment was giving us only half of ourselves, and making us search relentlessly for completion by another. Love is a remedy for that punishment to complete ourselves in this materialistic life….but we don’t yearn for the completion usless it is the possession of the good in others….meaning it is not only just completion but good completion…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;The greatest love for Plato would show the secret beauty in everything, the hidden harmony that directs all humans toward the best of all possible ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';" lang="EN-GB"&gt;His ideal lover leaves emotionality behind, his love being not an attempt to express or purify sensuous feelings but rather to suppress them by sheer rationality. (I thought this was awesome!) Even when true love is described as a divine madness, emotions merely attend the condition, bespeaking the eagerness of the soul to enter into relationship with absolute beauty. The relationship itself is intellectual, the attainment of wisdom, of knowledge about the highest Form. Plato’s theory of love seems, therefore, successful in creating a very special synthesis of rationality and emotion. (Lydia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';" lang="EN-GB"&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;This is a Quiz on wat Classic Fairy Tale I am….lol…don’t laugh…I got it in an email…lol…not my fault….Its Kimberly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/private/xtools/%3Cimg%20src=" border="0" alt="Snow White" http="" com="" jpg="" coldtuesday="" c="" target="_new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White"&gt;&lt;img alt="Snow White" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/ColdTuesday/1052439107_d_dwarfs12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7958591224171004538?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7958591224171004538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7958591224171004538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7958591224171004538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7958591224171004538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/09/socrates-and-dan-brown.html' title='Socrates and Dan Brown'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-262768538004392075</id><published>2004-09-06T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:35:09.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Style in a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;What’s your style?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 45.5% You Are Athletic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;You love the outdoors, and style is not necessarily at the top of your mind. For you, clothing and makeup must be utilitarian, and they can't slow you down or perish if they are exposed to a dose of sweat. When it comes to &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;fashion&lt;/a&gt;, you often favor body-conscious clothing because it shows off the figure you've achieved, and it won't inhibit movement. Indeed, clothes often look sexier on you because you are so comfortable in your own skin. Your fabrics have to breathe, and your makeup is usually minimal. You generally keep your hair away from your face, and you're one of those women who, when they let their tresses down and put on some lipstick, people really notice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Sandra Bullock, Gabrielle Reese, Venus Williams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 18.2% You Are Classic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Elegance and sophistication are your bywords. Sometimes you are downright glamorous, but your innate &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;fashion&lt;/a&gt; sense is drawn to quality and timelessness. You buy items that will always look stylish because, while they may not come from the top designers, they will always reflect current styles. Everything you wear is well made, and you think of yourself as hovering just above the trends. Appropriateness is very important to you because fashion is about poise. For you, hair and makeup depend on the occasion. You are very attuned to what's flattering, and grooming is important -- you don't chew gum in public, have good posture and write thank-you notes quickly. You are, at heart, a traditionalist. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Gwyneth Paltrow, Halle Berry, Grace Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 18.2% You Are Romantic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Things aren't worth much to you unless they have some personal meaning or a foothold in the past. You gravitate toward vintage clothing and jewelry. For you, objects in the material world have a past and a spirit that they carry with them. You dress with your heart. When it comes to &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;fashion&lt;/a&gt;, you are very sensual and feminine, and how things feel is as important to you as how they look. You are not particularly interested in the style du jour because your reference points are more timeless than that. When you think of trends, you tend to think in terms of century rather than season. You often have a signature color or hairstyle that you are very loyal to, and perhaps known for. You are a dreamer, and you often think of clothing as costume. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Winona Ryder, Diane Keaton, Helena Bonham Carter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 9.1% You Are Fashion Forward&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Trends are important to you. You are actively engaged in reports from the runway, the subtlest changes in the look of the moment and cultural shifts. It is critical that what you do and what you wear be up-to-the-minute and just ahead of the curve. What you do and wear is what everyone else will be doing and wearing six months from now. This means that your hair, makeup and clothes are constantly changing. &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;Fashion&lt;/a&gt; is a large part of your identity, and it will always hold a distinct place in your life. Your style is about status and showing you're in the know. You are very intuitive, and your career is often related to something creative. You could never be seriously involved with anyone who didn't have some appreciation of style. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Sarah Jessica Parker, Madonna, Drew Barrymore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 9.1% You Are Natural&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style for you is almost accidental, but you usually have it because you have an eye for simplicity, good design and fine materials. You like comfort, ease and things that are made well. Your makeup and hair are usually understated and do not call attention to themselves. You are someone who will never be upstaged by an outfit; clothing is all about accenting whatever assets you naturally have. You like muted, earthy colors and things to fit a little bigger than your actual size. &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;Fashion&lt;/a&gt; is not the first order of business in your life, so you lean toward simple lines and few accessories. You have several favorite items, and they tend to last forever. Much of your wardrobe is like an old, reliable friend. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Meg Ryan, Robin Wright Penn, Helen Hunt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;You scored 0% You Are Urban Chic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;You love all things cyberspace age, anything and everything representative of the new millennium. You believe &lt;a href="http://www.women.com/style/clothes" target="_new"&gt;fashion&lt;/a&gt; should shock, makeup should push the envelope and hair should take chances. You like people to react to how you look and live. You are drawn to new fabrics, unique silhouettes, metallics and strong colors. You are spontaneous, creative and always responding to what's new. Trends are not your thing; you are in style, but only in the most out-there way. Style for you is about challenging people and their notions of how things ought to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Style role models: Gwen Stefani, L'il Kim, Rachel Leigh Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-262768538004392075?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/262768538004392075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=262768538004392075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/262768538004392075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/262768538004392075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/09/style-in-woman.html' title='Style in a Woman'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1172657588513447841</id><published>2004-09-01T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:34:22.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every now and then (this means all the time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/winky.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;)…. I get phone calls from friends askin for advice….(since Im the expert…lol )….its mostly “there is this girl/guy….I kinda like him/her…but u know…I don’t know…I don’t know if it will work out….wat should I do??”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;So I figured I’ll put up this section on relationships…so I can just go…look at this section and u will find the answer…haha..u know so I wont have to repeat myself….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;Neway… since Im practical and almost always reasonable…here r the choices to pick from…depends on ur situation and ur level of feelings…(haha….science experiment) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So….u like somebody and then….u decide….how much u like her and how far r u willin to go for her/him…like how much to sacrifice…??...this is especially true if u r different from each other&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;A -- u like her/him so….u do wat she/he wants to keep her/him happy….this is ur level of feelings r soo high….and u r willin to go along way!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;B -- u like her/him but u dont want to change....so tell her/him up front...if she/he doesnt mind ...that’s great….its betta to tell everythin up front….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;C -- u like her/him but u dont want to change...so tell her/him... if she/he minds…then its prolly betta to not prolong it.... again even if it wont work out…its betta to be honest!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;D -- u like her/him...but don’t like some things about him/her…..so u try change her/him…just&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;like u want her/him to be...good luck with this one….cos face it….its not gonna happen…and that too like some1 for who they r….but still u can always try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Viner Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;E -- u like her/him and u both tell each other wat u r like….and then u both decide to compromise....lil bit this or that...temporary probs right away….but u know wat..its only temporary…..its worth it all the way!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1172657588513447841?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1172657588513447841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1172657588513447841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1172657588513447841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1172657588513447841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/09/advice.html' title='Advice'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-621208771104006368</id><published>2004-08-25T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:33:25.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey…I got a lot of feedback about pics…everyone is askin for pics…so here goes…this is Jay…he comes to my house durin the day cos he’s parents work or something….He is the most cutest and adorable baby…he is 8 months old….I loveee him!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/jay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.student.gsu.edu/%7Epvadrevu/jay1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Other than that my first day of classes were pretty alright….hectic since they are 6 and all on the same day….They r all over the campus…..so Im pretty much runnin around….lol…professors seem pretty nice….atleast until they grade my papers…haha…I have atleast 6 or 7 papers in each class and ofcourse exams and midterms….should be fun??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-621208771104006368?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/621208771104006368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=621208771104006368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/621208771104006368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/621208771104006368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/08/jay.html' title='Jay'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8858447483997690019</id><published>2004-08-16T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:32:48.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaiyya Chaiyya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are the pictures from our dance in Festival Of India…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 626px; height: 440px;" alt="DSC00111" src="http://www.atlantadesi.com/gallery/foi04Day2/images/DSC00111.jpg" border="0" height="572" width="743" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 627px; height: 441px;" alt="DSC00098" src="http://www.atlantadesi.com/gallery/foi04Day2/images/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" height="531" width="711" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 629px; height: 442px;" alt="DSC00110" src="http://www.atlantadesi.com/gallery/foi04Day2/images/DSC00110.jpg" border="0" height="597" width="629" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8858447483997690019?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8858447483997690019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8858447483997690019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8858447483997690019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8858447483997690019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/08/chaiyya-chaiyya.html' title='Chaiyya Chaiyya'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-5160162790393186039</id><published>2004-08-11T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:31:58.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Journal Entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;Hola…So my non entries r botherin every1 just cos they r not written or something (I Hate Ani for makin me do this &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/silly.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;) ...well, here goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;Umm…lets c…I decided to write in cryptic code….Just for the heck of it really…no reason wat so ever…..hahah…hmm….neway…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;Endless thoughts….All these fading dreams….Drowning memories…..Broken hearts….Aching problems….Falling hopes….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;Lost in truth….Showering with lies…….is this life….this very life….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;I don’t know wat the heck it means…..haha…random rambling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;Umm....Neway....someone told me the other day….writin diary is really self-absorded!...Is it?... To anyone readin this journal it must seem that it is, because that’s how it looks when I read bak through it….I am only really talking about myself and thinga that interest me, or thoughts I have about stuff….most ppl writin diaries do that too….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;But then u have to ask,….is it really all self-absorbed?? Reading through the journals, it is clear that there are two struggling impulses in us – the self-absorption and the reaching out to others.....This whole journal thing, it is selfish….its self-analysis, self-reflection, even self-construction….I am writin things to reflect and get a betta perspective on life….Arent I? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;The reachin out to others…is the one to inform others…mostly friends...esp about the events occurin in ur life…since we r so advanced and busy we don’t have time to call or ask about friends well-being….it is also to inform others about interests or situations u both may incur or have in common….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: EraserDust;"&gt;So wat’s wrong with jotting down ur past??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-5160162790393186039?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5160162790393186039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=5160162790393186039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5160162790393186039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/5160162790393186039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/08/non-journal-entries.html' title='Non Journal Entries'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4616080205191139835</id><published>2004-07-28T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:31:10.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;Instead of feelin sorry for myself and sulkin about this...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;I decided to take a different approach altogether...I asked my parents if I could go to Stone Mountain...and so we went....they were not too enthusiastic about it and so stopped half way...so lucky for me...I had the hilly road of 2 miles all to myself...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;So…with sad and depressin music pourin out of the headphones..I began to walk...I didnt realize that I needed that fresh breath of air so badly to survive...just to breath in and relax...every step I took seemed like a million miles away from reality (maybe I was hopin that it was...) and it was soo hard to even walk first...then I began to run...very hard...feel that energy in me that needs to come out...just to exhaust myself...I realized that this is like therapy..helpin me take a step back from what is happenin and look at the whole picture...perspective on things...the outlook of my world...the big rocks seemed like hurdles that r preventin me to go away from reality..preventin to be go to a dreamworld...a heavenly place that makes me feel betta again...and then slowly I could feel the breeze on my face...feel the gush of wind strikin like a mighty sword...and I realized I was there...the top of the mountain...the getaway of my life...a happy feelin comin bak to me...and then I smiled...and looked up to see the beautiful world...the gray clouds formin and realized it was goin to rain...then I felt the raindrops on my cheeks and I smiled...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;But slowly the smile became a frown...and the frown became a cry...and before I knew it I was sittin on the top of the mountain...my happy place...and began to sob...cry endlessly...all the vented tears kept in me for what seems like ages...the music still didnt stop...it made me cry harder...I didnt realize I had soo much water in my eyes...!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Creepy;"&gt;( I’ll write more tom dont feel like typin...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4616080205191139835?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4616080205191139835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4616080205191139835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4616080205191139835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4616080205191139835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/07/stone-mountain.html' title='Stone Mountain'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-337504178507624205</id><published>2004-07-26T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:29:56.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I stole it from Smitha’s journal &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; ____________________________________________________________________&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Copy this whole list into your journal.&lt;br /&gt;Bold/underline the things that are true about you.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you don't bold/underline is false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;01. I miss somebody right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;02. I don't watch much TV these days&lt;br /&gt;03. I love olives&lt;br /&gt;04. I love sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05. I own lots of books [Duh!]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. I wear glasses or contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07. I love to play video games&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love rain&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;09. I've watched porn movies&lt;br /&gt;10. I have been in a threesome&lt;br /&gt;11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;13. I have acne free skin&lt;br /&gt;14. I like and respect Al Sharpton&lt;br /&gt;15. I curse frequently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year&lt;br /&gt;17. I have a hobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. I've been told I: (women) have a nice butt, (men) am packing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. I'm really, really smart&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;(no...really, i am...you just don't know yet)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. I've never broken someone's bones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. I'm paranoid at times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I would get plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. I need money right now!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I love sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. I talk really, really fast&lt;/b&gt; (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. I have fresh breath in the morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. I have semi-long hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I have lost money in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister&lt;br /&gt;33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;34. I shave my legs (females) or face (males) on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;35. I have a twin&lt;br /&gt;36. I have worn fake hair/nails/eyelashes in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I like the way that I look (haha...right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I know how to do cornrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. I am usually pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;42. I have mood swings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;44. I think Britney Spears is hot&lt;br /&gt;45. I have cheated on a significant other in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. I have a hidden talent …….it's just hidden from me too...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have&lt;br /&gt;48. I think that I'm popular&lt;br /&gt;49. I am always single&lt;br /&gt;50. I have kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;51. I enjoy talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;52. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants&lt;br /&gt;53. I love to shop&lt;br /&gt;54. I would rather shop than eat&lt;br /&gt;55. I would classify myself as ghetto&lt;br /&gt;56. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;57. I'm obsessed with my journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;58. I don't hate anyone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59. I'm a pretty good dancer&lt;/b&gt; (I think?)&lt;br /&gt;60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;62. I have a cell phone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. I watch MTV on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months&lt;br /&gt;66. I love drama&lt;br /&gt;67. I have never been in a real relationship before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. I've rejected someone before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69. I currently have a crush on someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;71. I want to have children in the future (Definitely…)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I have changed a diaper before&lt;br /&gt;73. I've called the cops on a friend before&lt;br /&gt;74. I bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club&lt;br /&gt;76. I'm not allergic to anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;77. I have a lot to learn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger&lt;br /&gt;79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie&lt;br /&gt;80. I am very shy around the opposite sex sometimes&lt;br /&gt;81. I'm online 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. I have at least 5 away messages saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;83. I have tried drugs before&lt;br /&gt;84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past&lt;br /&gt;85. I own the "South Park" movie&lt;br /&gt;86. I have avoided assignments at work or school to be on journal&lt;br /&gt;87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum&lt;br /&gt;88. I enjoy country music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;89. I would die for my best friends (depends on the situation)&lt;br /&gt;90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I watch soap operas whenever I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career&lt;br /&gt;94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all&lt;br /&gt;95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it&lt;br /&gt;98. I have dated a close friend's ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;99. I'm happy as of this moment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-337504178507624205?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/337504178507624205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=337504178507624205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/337504178507624205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/337504178507624205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/07/questionnaire.html' title='Questionnaire'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-538255150383916057</id><published>2004-07-11T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:28:58.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Immortal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:KidTYPEPaint;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-538255150383916057?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/538255150383916057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=538255150383916057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/538255150383916057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/538255150383916057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-immortal.html' title='My Immortal'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-9166024803101215012</id><published>2004-06-30T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:28:23.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;It has been a long time since I updated…..oh well….hmm….there r some great news umm…..good news and then bad news….let me start with…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Great news…haha…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Ok…so Giles is comin bak next week….isn’t that awesome?? I can watch baseball again…I didn’t watch it for the longest time since he wasn’t playin….and I lost interest….for a while….neway..he is comin bak &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;and I cant wait…Check this out….&lt;a href="http://atlanta.braves.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/atl/news/atl_news.jsp?ymd=20040629&amp;content_id=783762&amp;amp;vkey=news_atl&amp;fext=.jsp" target="_new"&gt;Giles comin bak at .339 after injury&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Then…oh yeah….its been rainin almost everyday here in atlanta….woww….I love rain…it makes me happy…so atleast that particular time I feel like …yay!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;I know every1 else is annoyed by it….it is really not bad….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText2" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;This kid (7 months) is comin to my house….his name is Jay…but I am callin him Ajay….he’s sooooo cute…I swear…I think Im in love with him….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Now the Good news….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;I was reading&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the reviews of Spider man 2…..and this guy wrote this…I thought it was pretty amazing….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;”To the rest of the world, the superhero symbol of the United States is Superman—broad shouldered, unconflicted, virtually indestructible. For decades, we've preferred to see ourselves that way, too. Spider-Man is none of those things. He's burdened by self-doubt. He wants to do the right thing, but isn't always sure what that is. He's constantly forced to choose between helping others and helping himself. He looks tough, but he's easily injured. In America after September 11, Superman was who we wanted to be. Spider-Man was who we were.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;The dances r comin out well….we have couple of performances comin up…I will give the details If ne1 is interested to come….umm….summer is goin for now…I want to watch Fahrenheit 911….I will….soon….I watched this hindi movie called Hum Tum…umm ok I suppose…..funny….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Bad news.….well not really…unless u understand….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;"The past is one of the hardest things to let go...especially when it's full of the best and the worst."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;"If I could, I would…let it go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Its funny &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/clueless.gif" height="22" width="15" /&gt; how a line containing eight words can define your entire life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-9166024803101215012?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/9166024803101215012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=9166024803101215012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/9166024803101215012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/9166024803101215012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/06/spider-man.html' title='Spider Man'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-1710391320293994108</id><published>2004-06-16T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:27:40.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Ok….my diary is not updating cos their server is down…so here goes…umm so I was talking to archith...it was rainin...and i was smilin…and a call came it said DC suburb, va…obviously I pick it up…it's the weirdest thing….he's like heyyyy…and just the way he says hey I can recognize….I used to love the sound of the voice…….im so pathetic…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He:  did u call me?&lt;br /&gt;I:….umm……no….&lt;br /&gt;He: really…weird…I thought u did…hmm so waz up?&lt;br /&gt;I: ….umm u called me cos u thought I called u….?&lt;br /&gt;He: well yeah I mean…it prolly got pressed by itself….&lt;br /&gt;I: umm ok….&lt;br /&gt;He: yeah…well I guess I will call bak again soon….bye&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok…so wat the hell was that? I mean yo no comprendo…seriously…wat does that mean? Here I am havin God knows wat kinda crazy dreams…and ….aarrgghh….gosh…this is so stupid!! I am writin about a conversation that doesnt even exist and  isn't even worth it….when did I become like this? I was watchin Sex and the City…first I thought..hmm I am like Miranda…cynical and pessimistic…and definitely unromantic…but really….wat is goin on? Wat does he want from me? I really really want to know….cos its important that I know….I need to know…its as essential as livin….!!! I am goin to explode into hundred pieces cos this is beyond depressin….its wholly heart wrenchin…&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" height="22" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-1710391320293994108?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1710391320293994108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=1710391320293994108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1710391320293994108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/1710391320293994108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/06/call.html' title='Call'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4693363671374508868</id><published>2004-06-10T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:27:05.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First word to mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;I thought it was an interesting questionnaire:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(86, 79, 90); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; piercings = only ears&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; height = 5'5"&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; siblings = Praneeth….&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Glasses/Contacts: nope&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Braces: nah&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Do you have any pets?: nope&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; You get embarrassed: hmm….sometimes&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; What makes you happy?: rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; DO...&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; you wish you could live somewhere else = sure…y not… haha&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; others find you attractive = I don’t know…some??&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; you like cleaning = ahuh&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; you like roller coasters = sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FOR OR AGAINST...&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; using someone = AGAINST&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; killing people = Never &lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; teenage smoking = I DESPISE IT&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; gay/lesbian relationships = for…well not exclusively…no  matta wat kinda relationship…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; NUMBER...&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?= I  don’t know&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; of scars on my body? Hmm....quite alot&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; of things in my past that I regret? Whoa…too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; pretty - little&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; funny - sometimes&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; hot - nope&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; friendly - yes&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; amusing - alot&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; caring - ofcourse&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; dorky – oh yeah&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; smart - nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FAVORITE:&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; 5 letter word: Dance&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Color(s): Black and White&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Color nail polish: Metallic&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Flower: Daisies, Daffodils, Lilies and maybe Roses&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Jewelry: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OTHER INFO&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Worst feeling in the world: fear and helplessness&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; Who you miss: my grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FINISH THE SENTENCE:&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I Love to... Dance and read&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I Wish... that people care&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I Hope... I helped one person&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I'm Annoyed by...ignorant people&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I Am...caring&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; I Want to Be...perfect&lt;span style="color: rgb(86, 79, 90);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;  I Will Always be...myself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;I have to think of more....lol...i will soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8429027410460088780-4693363671374508868?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4693363671374508868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4693363671374508868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4693363671374508868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4693363671374508868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/06/first-word-to-mind.html' title='First word to mind'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-8223312962423961900</id><published>2004-06-07T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:26:18.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoner of Azkaban</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Guess wat….u can see Venus at 5 am tom mornin….it only comes once every 112 years or somethin….so pretty kewl stuff…esp since its my fav planet….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Neway…I watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban this weekend after the practice….pretty kewl….it was really good….except maybe it did not give out the story that well….there r certain scenes in the movie where if u didn’t read the book…it might be baffling to tell who is who and y some things like the dementors r used…..the story was considerably shortened to fit the two hr movie slot and I think that’s the downfall of the storyline…the book is my favorite one in the series and I don’t think the movie did the justice for it….there r too many details the movie leaves out that explains the significant of Sirius Black and his role in not only the book but throughout the serieis….another flaw that is noticed right away is how drastically older the students at hogwarts r compared to chamber of secrets….cos at this point Daniel Radcliffe does not look 13 nor does Emma Watson or Rupert Grint….but still they all did exceptionally well especially Daniel radcliffe who does not let it get to his head that he is a star…Then ofcourse there is Gary Oldman who did a fantastic job as Sirius Black…exactly the way Rowling portrays him in the book…..it was quite sad and depressin to c some1 else in place of Richard Harris as Dumbledore cos believe me…the spark was missin…the sceneries in the movie r pretty awesome….watchin it…u just have a feelin u want to be transported to that enchanted world in a quick minute….! I am remindin myself not to have too many expectations for Goblet of Fire just cos its longer and I have a feelin they will try to compress it…other then that….the movie is pretty good and is worth every minute of the time u waste in watchin it in the theatre (since I dont necessarily love that too much)….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;So that’s about it…yeah sorry…the review is too long…but its something that I thought of and felt...ummm….dance practices r fine…LSATs r killin me…life is goin for now…..oh yeah, this lady who sings called and asked for a dance group to perform in Charlotte, NC…..if ne1 is interested….let me know…I will know more details in few days….so yeah….later then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-8223312962423961900?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8223312962423961900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=8223312962423961900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8223312962423961900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/8223312962423961900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/06/prisoner-of-azkaban.html' title='Prisoner of Azkaban'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-4645496223915807796</id><published>2004-05-31T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:25:20.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excalibur</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--type:3--&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=6305558167&amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6305558167.01.THUMBZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="99%"&gt;Currently Watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=6305558167&amp;amp;user=3769988" target="_blank"&gt;Excalibur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By  Nigel Terry, Helen Mirren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=6305558167&amp;user=3769988&amp;amp;related=1" target="_blank"&gt;see related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Hmm….yeah…so wat do I write….there’s a lot to write but I cant think of ne….haha….yeah Im stupid like that….so we went to the temple on Saturday for puja….and then we were there for soooo long like 6 hrs….wheeww!! Thank God dumbo was with me….in the middle I met Archith and we were talking, so that was kewl…I met couple of other ppl I haven’t met for soo long….it was kinda nice I guess….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I went to the temple next day to volunteer…well not exactly…help this guy out…it was fun…he is a photojournalist from India…he took so many risks and took out pics from around the world…it was kewl…listenin to him talk about his work and wat not….! All his photographers r really really good….he is sooo good at wat he does…! I met all these new ppl too…it was fun…I met this new guy…Kartik, he argued so much about Hinduism…he finally gave up….Good kid! Lol….then I met Avri…She is such a good dancer…man…I was like dude…wow!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I finished reading the Da Vinci Code….well I need to do research on it to figure out if my opinion of the book is right….to c if all facts r really true….so I will write wat I thought of the book after that…..it was pretty interesting though….just the stuff as since I love reading about religion I especially enjoyed it…I recommend that book for anyone…!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;There’s a lot of stuff goin on in my life that is just too hard to put in words…and just too long….I think its beyond words at this point…its something I have to figure out in my head…..so I guess I need to do that….soooooonnnn….cos its messin up my head…im snappin at a lot of things…and that’s not me…I neva allow my frustration to show and that shows a sign of weakness that Im particularly not interested to get sympathy for….i guess its time I think about the future and where every part of my life is leadin to….all these journies which don’t have a destination…I know that sound very cynical but that’s the truth….part of the truth neway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-4645496223915807796?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4645496223915807796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=4645496223915807796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4645496223915807796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/4645496223915807796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/05/excalibur.html' title='Excalibur'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-7470481151846088398</id><published>2004-05-23T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:24:37.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Antidote</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;           An Antidote ---- by "Me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The heart does a cheerful dance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gazing into dazzling moonlights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The delicate caress on the skin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feeling the drizzling raindrops&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;An antidote to this fascination &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those deep glimmering eyes &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Make my heart head-over-heels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;His sweet words heal constant fears&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even if we’re opposites on many levels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;An antidote to this attraction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deep bruises and ruthless sorrow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mind cautioning like there’s no tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dwelling memories and hurtful gestures&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looming into every corner of my essence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;An antidote to this depression&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obstacles in every aspects of living&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making me wander and worry about being&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nowhere to turn and look towards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In this uncertain path of existence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish there is an antidote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;An antidote to this apprehension&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-7470481151846088398?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7470481151846088398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=7470481151846088398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7470481151846088398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/7470481151846088398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/05/antidote.html' title='An Antidote'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-3649570284051104953</id><published>2004-05-18T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:23:48.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Athena</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Hahah.....Here is an interestin site I found since I was lookin for stuff on Greek Gods...it is called ?? Which of these Greek Gods are you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: white; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/" target="_new"&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/private/xtools/%3Cimg%20src=" jpg="" dippy="" t="" com="" http="" alt="Athena" border="0" target="_new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athena"&gt;&lt;img alt="Athena" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061406331_ktopbrain2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athena&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Neway, summer is really really borin…I watched some movies…. umm &lt;u&gt;Master and the Commander&lt;/u&gt;…pretty kewl stuff esp Russell Crowe and the sceneries in the water were beautifullll but a bit too long I thought….&lt;u&gt;The Last Samurai&lt;/u&gt;….umm, again kewl but long and Tom Cruise was alright…sword fightin was pretty neat…&lt;u&gt;Sea Biscuit&lt;/u&gt;….i watched it for Tobby McGuire really but other than that 2 hrs of a horse and bettin ….come on…hahah…neway, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;The LSAT stuff is really long and there is no time to finish the whole test….each question they want me to take less than a min…how can I ?? It takes 3 mins to draw the pic and stuff….Aaarrrghhh… frustratin….I know I sound like a dork….haha…I have to register to take it this summer…Im still thinking if I should take it in summer or fall….umm…I registered for classes in the fall…6 classes from 8-7…..tues and Thursdays….fun stuff….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Oh my god…guess wat….Marcus Giles (2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Baseman…Atlanta Braves…Baseball…come on…u all watch it…..right???…lol...)….well he got injured….he cant play for two whole months….that means no All star selection and maybe Braves goin down in the World Series…cos Giles…is the BEST!!!!!!! I was sooooo mad at Andrew for colliding into him….I hope he’s ok...&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/sad.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;….poor thing…..Get betta soonnnnn Marcus! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;I cant wait to see Harry Potter—Prisoner of Askaban….I mean would they make sure to include every detail….and Sirius Black…how would he be? Ohh I saw his face in the trailer….cuttee…hahah…Its comin in Imax on June 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; or 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;…I forgot ….Neway, I have to go see that….I read all the five books like a million times…haha..not really..maybe…a good number….&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-3649570284051104953?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3649570284051104953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=3649570284051104953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3649570284051104953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/3649570284051104953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/05/athena.html' title='Athena'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8429027410460088780.post-6527781968902201696</id><published>2004-05-10T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:22:11.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;Here is some interesting news to the geeky friends of mine..who r into gadgets and technology….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nhjapan.com/" target="_new"&gt;http://www.nhjapan.com/&lt;/a&gt; --- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NHJ V@MP ‘VTV-101’ WEARABLE TV WATCH&lt;/strong&gt; ---- NHJ USA announced today the launch of the V@mp ‘VTV-101’, a wearable TV Watch. This tiny portable TV which weighs only 55g uses innovative technology including a sharp TFT LCD display screen, built in Sony TV tuner, and accompanying stereo earphones which function as the TV’s antenna to create a fun and irresistible gadget for all ages. (PRNewsFoto)[AG]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8429027410460088780-6527781968902201696?l=pravenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6527781968902201696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8429027410460088780&amp;postID=6527781968902201696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6527781968902201696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8429027410460088780/posts/default/6527781968902201696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pravenya.blogspot.com/2004/05/watch.html' title='Watch'/><author><name>Praveena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08392299181654608162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
