<?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-21469881</id><updated>2011-08-31T05:19:57.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is all about me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21469881.post-115545656025344298</id><published>2006-08-13T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:10:45.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self monitoring, Idealism and Being Selfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/1600/idealism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/320/idealism.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Self monitoring and idealism are not just bunch of terms, it will help you to get through your challenges, debates and your wars! Self esteem is the other one that I should remind myself but not too much to make me a selfish! By the way being and wanted to be idealism is not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man hamishe dost dashtam ke bedonam adam moghe bahs ya dava che bayad bekone che bayad began  ke baes nashe ke maghlob beshan va ya ehsasae pashimoni konan  ke chera in ro goftam ke kasi ro narahat kardam ! va to bahs hai ke dashtam be in nokte tavajoh kardam ke chand tash ro basaton list kardam ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ba selfesteem neshon mitoni bedi ke 1) man khonsardam 2) moshkei hast ke bayad hal she  3) respect va shakhsiyatam ro dashte basham  va ba che kasi  daram harf mizana 4)  ba self monitoring mitoni tavajo be harkat va point va subject dashte bashim 5) ghabl az harf zadan fekr konim  6) taraf ke ghire manteghi harf zadan fayde nadare ( be selfish) ! faghat sokot ba ye labkhande 7)   yekam selfish bodan to in moghe ha khobe J hers dar meyare  8)honest ba ehsasateon bashin  ke rahat shin !  9) sharmande nabash az inke chi gofti v ache kardi ,faghat yad begir ke dafeye dige che bayad begi va nagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In khili moheme ke to dava donbale point bood ke mozo asli sare chiye !donbale rahe hal bashin na inke bekhi moshkel ro taze baztar konim va baese nefrat va narahati beshin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agar narahati kochike khobe ke ghortesh bedin va be ghole marof enkaresh konid! Chon nemiarze  IGNORE  everyday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say here, sometimes I wanted to be myself and idealism but my environment (Culture)  don?t  let me ! People keep telling me that that?s not right to say or to act. I think I left some part of who I was to who I will be! I mean if they told me don?t do it, in future I will do it because that?s who I am!  It brings confusion sometimes to what is right and what is wrong! Once I paid the price for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-115545656025344298?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/115545656025344298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=115545656025344298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/115545656025344298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/115545656025344298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/08/self-monitoring-idealism-and-being.html' title='Self monitoring, Idealism and Being Selfish'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21469881.post-115545611542825134</id><published>2006-08-13T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:04:56.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new ipod,out of time, my birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/1600/portrait_small_%5B1%5D.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/320/portrait_small_%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have so many things in my mind, but let's start with my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to tell you guys the truth it wasn't pleasent at all, i was expecting that most of my frinds call me .well none of them call me  and the other online frinds didn;t know anythinh till i put a staus of " My happy 20 birthday" . the most intersting part that i was expecting someones message or text or call for my birthday but nothing just dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i am keep telling myself don't expect anything from anyone , be little optimestic!maybe i shoud do something before school starts for my birthday! i have some idea in my mind DO I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now it's good news turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i am getting a job at my college as a lab tec ,can you believe this ?i can't believe that actually, they are hiring me  for my ability !i love this feeling ,feeling of be useful feeling of be someone ! also, got a temorary job at bookstore till my real job at the college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying nano ipod for myself. finishing summer school ,eligable for fincial aid and transfering to university (spring smester) is my best news so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other non related news is my freinds who just had a break up and feel so bad . i hope everything gets okay for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURE: it belog to my one of my college professors. i was going to be the modle instead of this lady in this pic. but i love it anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-115545611542825134?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/115545611542825134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=115545611542825134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/115545611542825134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/115545611542825134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-ipodout-of-time-my-birthday_13.html' title='new ipod,out of time, my birthday!'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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-21469881.post-114698553146216752</id><published>2006-05-07T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:05:31.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Melody</title><content type='html'>She wants me to move out. Maybe is my time to move on with my life. This could be new start for me. I just scared!! I need time, time is my solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-114698553146216752?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/114698553146216752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=114698553146216752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114698553146216752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114698553146216752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-melody.html' title='New Melody'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21469881.post-114327092836667396</id><published>2006-03-24T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:18:40.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little personal</title><content type='html'>Did you ever meet a people who show their feeling with anger? Instead of saying right thing they show opposite reaction and doing something on appropriate?&lt;br /&gt;Well it happened to me! I am not going to write all stories here &lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know,&lt;br /&gt; Someone asked me out who was way older than me and just got divorce. Ya sound crazy and funny.  &lt;strong&gt;I was shocked too.&lt;/strong&gt;Hopefully I show a really smooth and normal reaction. I had problems with this guy behavior while I was interpreting for my afghani students. I think he is like those people thatI described (show some opposite reaction toward something good).&lt;br /&gt;Farnaz called .she is one of my old and best friends that I have. She called for our Persian new year which we called ?EIDE NOW-RUZ? and like always she asks me!! Do I meet any interesting person? Same as always my answer is No. Reason is I am always busy with school. So I tell her about what happened at my work and she made fun of me that I am picky and I am shy and blah and blah.&lt;br /&gt;I understood as I become older I become more mature and understandable to see what I really looking for. well! maybe it's not just me .&lt;br /&gt;don't ever think that perfect guy going to stay perfect. That's a Myth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy nowruz, noruoz norooz everyone  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-114327092836667396?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/114327092836667396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=114327092836667396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114327092836667396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114327092836667396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-personal_24.html' title='little personal'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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-21469881.post-114085169355206325</id><published>2006-02-24T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:16:54.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo vacation </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This morning I had a appointment @ 9 in Poison Center .Poison Center is part of pharmacy school .They are bunch of pharmacist there who answering peoples questions about drugs and poison materials. I woke up at 8:40, and I was upset that I am going to be late on my first day and I totally forgot last night that I have to stop chatting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called them and let them know that I am going to be late .Hopefully" Mr. Supervisor" wasn't there at that moment. So, I was okay to go. My mom gave me a ride till bus station and after 2 hours waiting and running I got there.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I pass UA or even going to UA make me feel so good about who I am and what I am doing!(&lt;strong&gt;be a student)&lt;/strong&gt; and of course the environment has most impression to me ,UA is hug comoare to my college and full of handsome and cute students J)&lt;br /&gt;So ,I got there and I met 2 senior pharmacy student ,and it was good time for me to talk to them and get some info about how to get thru pharmacy school!!&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a chance to listen some people's telephone, and what is the answer to their questions. There were some interesting calls .One of them was a lady who called and she was panic that he daughter drink some detergent and what she have to do??!!(Interesting!! yap) another one was a guy who's dog ate some muscle relaxing pills ?? haha&lt;br /&gt;I left UA at 2:10 and got home at 3:30.I was totally sleep at bus and there was a guy trying to hitting one me ,and I was totally feel sleepy .Ha-ha (poor guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Got home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my late lunch or luhner (lunch + dinner) and straight went to bed for a quick nap.Also ,my mom invited some of our friends to our house ,so my night end up with coming some friends to our house ,and I got bored of their conversion and I called Yassaman to talk to her .As time pass I like her more and more, it really good to have someone who is in a same condition life as me ,we both are pre-pharmacy major and that's make it more stronger friendship .I have some friends at internet who I never meet them but I have a good time chatting with them or good communication ,but honesty!! Some people are hard to communicate or to understand. They make u nervous and try to argue with you about everything especially politics, they don?t give you freedom of speech and they force their idea to you and portend that you are a loser one. I believe, it should be always something pleasure to a friendship for both sides; something that you enjoy of spending time with your friends. I read Anthony Robbins books, he said: The first step to be successful person is to change pain to pleasure. I believe for some cases it's better to leave pain and replace it with pleasure but don't try to give yourself hard time to solve it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-114085169355206325?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/114085169355206325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=114085169355206325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114085169355206325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114085169355206325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/02/rodeo-vacation.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Rodeo vacation &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21469881.post-114031698839907129</id><published>2006-02-18T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:02:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>souls meets body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/1600/Soul-Meets-Body_Atlantic-Records.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px" height="344" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/320/Soul-Meets-Body_Atlantic-Records.1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Soul Meets Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I want to live where &lt;strong&gt;soul&lt;/strong&gt; meets &lt;strong&gt;body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wrap its arms around &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bathe my skin in &lt;strong&gt;water&lt;/strong&gt; cool and cleansing&lt;br /&gt;And feel,&lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; what its like to be &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in my head there's a greyhound station&lt;br /&gt;Where I send my &lt;strong&gt;thoughts&lt;/strong&gt; to far off destinations&lt;br /&gt;So they may have a chance of finding a &lt;strong&gt;place &lt;/strong&gt;where they're far more suited than here&lt;br /&gt;I cannot &lt;strong&gt;guess&lt;/strong&gt; what we'll discover&lt;br /&gt;Between the &lt;strong&gt;dirt&lt;/strong&gt; with our &lt;strong&gt;palms&lt;/strong&gt; cut like shovels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;not one speck will remain&lt;br /&gt;I do believe it's &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there are roads left in both of our shoes&lt;br /&gt;If the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; takes you&lt;br /&gt;Then I &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; it takes me too&lt;br /&gt;So brown&lt;strong&gt; eyes&lt;/strong&gt; I hold you near&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the only song I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;A melody softly soaring through my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atmosphere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where soul meets body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where soul meets body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where soul meets body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I do &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; it's true&lt;br /&gt;That there are holes left in both of our &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the silence takes you&lt;br /&gt;Then I hope it takes me too&lt;br /&gt;So brown eyes I hold you near&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the only &lt;strong&gt;song&lt;/strong&gt; I want to &lt;strong&gt;hear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;melody&lt;/em&gt; softly soaring through my atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;A melody &lt;em&gt;softly&lt;/em&gt; soaring through my atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;A melody softly &lt;em&gt;soaring&lt;/em&gt; through my atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;A melody softly soaring &lt;em&gt;through&lt;/em&gt; my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;atmosphere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ey kash ma ham mesle rohamon azad bodim azade azad,door az delbastegihaye zamini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-114031698839907129?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/114031698839907129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=114031698839907129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114031698839907129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114031698839907129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/02/souls-meets-body.html' title='souls meets body'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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-21469881.post-114015682626813850</id><published>2006-02-16T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T23:34:55.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7922/2171/320/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Happy Valentines Day to All of My Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study, sleeping, dancing,going to Iranian party (Shirin Ebadi) and finally good grades are recent news in last month. I am going to see Mr wolslarger (my scholarship donor). if he accepts me, I will go to UA (university of Arizona) and they will cover my tuition. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I talked to a old family friend. we had a really nice conversation .The funny part was we both were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;homesick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and in a good mood .we both sang this song "mikham be isfehan bargardam"( return to isfehan).for your information , Isfehan is my hometown .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had problems with my physic teacher she is kind of mean.Today I find two mistakes on her calculation and I feel so happy after showing her that I can be smarter if I want to!!!This physic class has lot of homework Instead I love my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;microbiology class&lt;/span&gt;.!!! it?s so cool to work at a microbiology lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a day like other day but different in peoples hearts !??!!(is it really??)&lt;br /&gt;I received cards , chocolate from my students and I received a nice rose from math teacher( the place that I work at ) and what I understood that rose was especial for me. so that was quite interesting!!!!!!!!!!. I remember when I came to united stated,I received a kiss chocolate from Mr. Kukla at Sabino high school, and the second gift was a rabbit doll from my mommy which I didn?t expect her to buy me anything .&lt;br /&gt;The point is ,it?s really nice to think you are not the &lt;strong&gt;loneliest person&lt;/strong&gt; in a world . Represent feeling to our &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;teachers&lt;/span&gt;,or&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; a stranger&lt;/span&gt; that you see everyday are better ways to live and be happy. Expressing feeling could be as expensive as a diamond or a simple smile. Life is simple why not make it more simple!!&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-114015682626813850?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/114015682626813850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=114015682626813850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114015682626813850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/114015682626813850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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-21469881.post-113816437661016990</id><published>2006-01-24T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:29:14.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello all&lt;br /&gt;Here is my first post, it's kind of hard to write the first post but let's give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this web log going to be more about my diary and my personal life, thoughts and in one word all bouts me.&lt;br /&gt;My whole purpose of writing my diaries is to enjoy my own thoughts and my others friends or readers.&lt;br /&gt;My life is all bout up and downs and sad and happy moments that I had, especially since two years after moving to united states from Iran (yes I am Iranian ) .&lt;br /&gt;Most of my diaries are about my student life so if you are a student it will be sounds interesting to you.&lt;br /&gt;one more thing I would write Farsi English(finglish) in my web log ,and I 'm so sad that logger don't have my language ,so sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;That's it for first post.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Newsha Sarmadnia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21469881-113816437661016990?l=newshas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/feeds/113816437661016990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21469881&amp;postID=113816437661016990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/113816437661016990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21469881/posts/default/113816437661016990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newshas.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-first-post.html' title='my first post'/><author><name>Newsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11295910668658106000</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></feed>
