<?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-4392737217077692775</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:05:41.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladiius</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392737217077692775.post-755587011766189072</id><published>2009-10-10T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:23:00.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating happy and unforgettable moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#CC0000"&gt;Lately I had so many troubles in my life that made me unable to enjoy any moment of it and life purpose to me became so vague. I had many problems and I couldn't forget the dark turning point. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Frankly speaking, I reached a point where I burst into tears for the slightest things that made my surroundings wonder of the underlying causes. Then things went from bad to worse and I became more than ever miserable, I could barely crack a smile and I couldn't take any calls since I am avoiding the social life. Then one day, my manager, friends and I met @wildpeeta who started talking about his business and how it took a period of 8 years to turn his dream into reality of having the world's first fusion Shawarma restaurant which is so unique and has both western and local touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://img99.imageshack.us/i/wilpeeta.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/1069/wilpeeta.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day my friends and I attended the conference &lt;strong&gt;"women doing business in the middle east"&lt;/strong&gt; having the speaker Aida to give her speech. She mentioned many areas of her personality and experiences that radiated confidence and strong determination. She opened doors I never even knew existed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://img24.imageshack.us/i/aidao.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/7581/aidao.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a period of time, I had a coaching session by my IT manager discussing about the reasons of being me so demotivated and despair. My beloved have different issues than mine and since they are not in my shoes, they are not so involved of the pressure I am going through but that doesn't mean they don't care or love me. Then she asked me to create a happy and unforgettable moment. &lt;font color="#006600"&gt;Actually, having all the new experiences made me acutely aware of my deficiencies and made the life purpose more vivid in my own eyes and that by itself a happy moment.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Although we can't always choose what happens to us, we can choose what we do with what happens".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-755587011766189072?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/755587011766189072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=755587011766189072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/755587011766189072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/755587011766189072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/10/creating-happy-and-unforgettable-moment.html' title='Creating happy and unforgettable moment'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-7323142236686529319</id><published>2009-10-03T00:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:31:06.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A daydream</title><content type='html'>"A daydream is a visionary fantasy experienced while awake, especially one of happy, pleasant thoughts, hopes or ambitions. There are so many different types of daydreaming that there is still no consensus definition amongst psychologists". I was thinking lately what makes a person extremely enjoying a daydream about certain thoughts. Definitely there is an underlying cause for spending some time daydreaming about pleasant thoughts during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/i/daydreamt.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/9348/daydreamt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought a person might not have a stable or pleasant life that makes him fly out of the real life and land in the dreamland where he/she can find more enjoyment. Some people listen to music and start daydreaming for a long time that can change their mood from sadness to happiness. The acronym TUIT (Task-Unrelated Images and Thoughts) is used by some psychologists to describe the episodes of a daydream. A daydreamer forms some thoughts they never experienced before or they wish to experience. Other daydreamers wish to escape from the reality to overcome a depressing or confusing situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daydreams become the impetus for problem-solving, creativity, or accomplishment". Some adults turn a daydream to a reality in the future with their strong determination and desire. According to children who have positive mental images continue to put them in action in the future. However, children who have negative mental images are anxious and tend to get out of the scenario of what they are imagining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you think is what you get, so try to be always positive and create postive mental images that can be put into action in later stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-7323142236686529319?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/7323142236686529319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=7323142236686529319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7323142236686529319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7323142236686529319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/10/daydream.html' title='A daydream'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392737217077692775.post-1159318013083075005</id><published>2009-09-18T05:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T05:55:25.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Divorce</title><content type='html'>My days become so dull and I am unable to be the usual social being creature anymore. I reached a level where I cannot feel that my beloved has any space in my heart. I wonder if that is caused by the fluctuated pregnancy hormones. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;Anyhow, let's discuss the main and sub topics I want to share with you today. What's love? Love is about providing tender loving care, cooperation and respect. If you don't find any one of them, your relation can never last. If you are in your worst condition and your partner never cared for once or showed any respect, how the love would continues. Do you think they deserve you at your best? If you gave your partner all the chances and you let it goes and he/she is back to the old obnoxious treatment, do you think you can be an ideal person for them. If they let you shed your tears day after day for their disrespect and selfishness, can you carry on and pretend that nothing happened.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img42.imageshack.us/i/lovenh.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img42.imageshack.us/img42/1321/lovenh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking today, careless people who let you down all the time and treat you badly, don't really deserve your sacrifice and care. Every person has his/her own goals in life and patience can runs out in a day and what become broken remains unfixable. You cannot sacrifice your goals and ambitions for people who don't worth it. Why would I live in a hell to please people who never meant anything for me in a day and never had a love story with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;Then I thought about love or traditional marriage which one do you think is more successful. My dad told me once "Marriage is like a box of chocolate, you cannot guarantee which chocolate you'll like" and I cannot agree more. More often I think that the society we are living in Dubai always blame a woman if she had the decision of getting divorced no matter who miserable or pained she feels in her relationship. Sometimes women reach a dead end with their hubbies where they can't stand being with them a single moment but again she should be patient and let it goes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam point of view is "It is better for a woman to be patient and put up with her husband, especially if they have children. No household is free from arguments. But if her husband is mistreating her very badly and she cannot bear it, then she may get divorced".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://img16.imageshack.us/i/divorce.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/1894/divorce.jpg' border='0' alt='Image Hosted by ImageShack.us'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shar'I opinion on this matter is that "the husband must respect his wife and pay attention to her needs so that she will respect him and pay attention to his" and "If she works outside the house, it is praiseworthy for the husband to hire house help to relieve her from too heavy a burden. The wife's duties do not require her to feed her child, nor even to nurse it, nor to clean nor cook. It is the husband's duty to provide a nursemaid, food for older children, and servants to clean and cook. However, if the wife does those things out of mercy and love, it is a gift to the husband on her part". According to the wife?s responsibilities, it's not required as stated to treat wives as servants because it's not of her duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000CC"&gt;At the end "It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a gd day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-1159318013083075005?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/1159318013083075005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=1159318013083075005&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/1159318013083075005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/1159318013083075005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-and-divorce.html' title='Love and Divorce'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-3860632130980101841</id><published>2009-09-09T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T02:07:18.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A writer - Congratulations :)</title><content type='html'>Obviously, being a professional and creative writer is a natural talent that is not within everyone's power. The writer can be a master at plays on words that touch the reader's heart and change the readers' state of mind. When writers encounters people who have hit their bottom, their words can convince them that it's still worth moving on to reach the happiness world where everything is nice and colorful. I really value writers who spend an effort choosing the meaningful words and raising certain issues that interest million of readers. A piece of writing that can change a person's life and lead them to the right path.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am writing today is to express my deep happiness and real thrill of being my best friend chosen among many to participate with a team and start posting her articles. The moment she informed me about it, I knew deep down that it was a dream that finally becomes true. I really wish you all the best and wish you ongoing successfulness. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-3860632130980101841?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/3860632130980101841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=3860632130980101841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/3860632130980101841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/3860632130980101841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/09/writer-congratulations.html' title='A writer - Congratulations :)'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-8182272824660409309</id><published>2009-09-09T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:46:13.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Harming Children</title><content type='html'>This is an article i wrote before stating the story of the abused child by her father and step mother and loved to share it with you .. &lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Children are angels from heaven and all of them are equal in innocence and purity. Yet, they are different in circumstances and need. A child builds his/her character till the age of seven years which is so vivid in the way they interact with their surroundings. So to have a successful parenting, parents should focus on their children well being and advancement. Scientifically, the adult is the problem in child raising, not the child. In other words, parents should explore the best techniques to be followed with their children rather than blaming them or hurt them emotionally or physically. &lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to the main point I am trying to raise here which made me fused up and put all my annoyance into words. Some parents lack parental skills which lead children to go astray or end them in having psychological problems. Surprisingly, I was completely shocked and astonished with the brutal attack the kid Nouf has been exposed to from her heartless step mother. The woman excuse was that Nouf is so stubborn and she needed to be taught a lesson. What an excuse! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouf was subjected to severe physical torture with no mercy. She had her body burned with hot metal tool, ironed, beaten and shamefully with the knowledge of her father. This innocent kid who has been treated so badly is in the hospital getting a medical care. I just want to know where we are living. How people can neglect all the Islamic values and treat children with such aggression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Prophet gave an example of someone who will be admitted to Paradise because he gave water to a thirsty dog, and another example of a woman who will be sent to Hell because she locked a cat in a cage, without feeding it or letting it go free". If such punishment concerned a woman who had such an act with an animal, then the punishment is severe when the torture involves a human being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice is needed and the tragic situation must be taken into consideration and fairness to help the abused child Nouf and provide her with the needed care. Also the court should give the custody of Nouf to her mother because of the father's negligence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this horrific cruelness, I really see that we should put strict rules to prevent such child abuse and neglect. Besides, the awareness on how to raise healthy children and how to communicate with them in the country is very crucial. Since violence shouldn't be used heartlessly with children, such awareness is extremely needed. There are always other ways to deal with children. Parents should be protecting kids not harming and overwhelm them with fear and harm.  "Stop Harming Children, just stop it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week of this horrific incident, the law carried the needed penalty of being sentenced to 7 years and paying 160,000 compensation to the little girl who suffered physcially ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day :) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-8182272824660409309?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/8182272824660409309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=8182272824660409309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/8182272824660409309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/8182272824660409309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-harming-children.html' title='Stop Harming Children'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-5974696237144127784</id><published>2009-08-13T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:39:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable Rudeness</title><content type='html'>Today is like yesterday and yesterday is like the day before yesterday and the patience cycle goes on. I wonder how people can be extremely noisy to that annoying extent by never zipping their mouth for at least 10 minutes. That's a lame behavior I swear. When you come in the early morning that means you just woke up which means you need some relieving quite environment to gain some strength to fuel your day with some achievements. But when you come and some colleagues never shut their mouth, it makes you feel totally mad and unable to control your anger. You initiate a long conversation inside you complaining about how uncomfortable you feel and how you wish if you can slap them in the face so hardly to make them forget their forename.  God I just need to sip my coffee in peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's gona be weekend after few hours so I have to chill :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladius &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-5974696237144127784?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/5974696237144127784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=5974696237144127784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/5974696237144127784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/5974696237144127784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/08/unbelievable-rudeness.html' title='Unbelievable Rudeness'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392737217077692775.post-7073025787468719950</id><published>2009-08-09T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:06:27.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Times</title><content type='html'>I never experienced extremely tough times like these days and what makes me strong and able to carry on is my strong bond with Allah. Your surroundings envy you for many things and no one knows how miserable you are.  You start your destination and face many obstacles where you feel that reaching your goal seems impossible. People cruelness and annoyance gives you a complete picture about their intention as if they don't want you to reach your destination and fulfill your dreams. No matter how you explain and pour out your feelings of the strong demand to finish what you've been struggling for the past years, they never appreciate your effort. They keep raising issues and obsessing you with troubles leaving no space in your brain to focus and achieve your main goal which is finishing your thesis. You have heart-to-heart talk and clarify your short duration till you reach deadline, your tiredness of your pregnancy and your workload wishing to gain their sympathy. But unfortunately all what you get is a blazing row and more struggle.  "Words Can Hurt More Than Sticks And Stones" and I cannot agree more. The words just hurt physically as if there is something wrong with your bone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the wisdom people said once "Always make your words short and if you can make it like a signature do it". So you should never criticize others and lower their morale by their vicious words. I heard many words that feel like stabbing a knife in my chest but I strongly try to wear my happy face mask and motivate myself because I don't have much time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you almost there, you should never let anything stop you. No matter how cruel you surroundings can be and disrespectful, keep it all behind and carry on. Smiles and the world smiles with u ? cry and you cry alone. Wish me all the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an amazing day&lt;br /&gt;Gladius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-7073025787468719950?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/7073025787468719950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=7073025787468719950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7073025787468719950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7073025787468719950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/08/tough-times.html' title='Tough Times'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-414196260229606162</id><published>2009-08-04T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:37:45.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who in the world you will turn out to be :)</title><content type='html'>gd morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything grows rounder and wider and weirder, and I sit here in the middle of it all and wonder who in the world you will turn out to be-- Carrie Fisher". Sometimes I look at my growing tummy and think what are you doing inside, are you playing football and increasing my heart beats, revising my master readings, watching TV or maybe eating chocolate :P mashalla you are growing fast and not allowing mummy to wear her old outfits, I can barely fit in. I am becoming too much sensitive and cannot stand any criticism. I can't stoop down to pick anything if it fell out of my bag and if it did I need someone to return me back to my previous posture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll forgive you now because you are so tiny, so I'll do the breathing for you, eating, sleeping and everything but when you come out I'll pinch you for making me suffer this much :P now my baby in week 21, and he is having a waxy film, called the vernix caseosa, that being produced by his oil glands and covers his skin to keep him supple in the amniotic fluid. His buds for permanent teeth are beginning to form as well. Sweetie I gave you some information about your state, now you can go and play with Modhesh :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for three years and in your heart till the day you die". So no matter how much tiredness and pain I go through, I love you so much and wish to see you healthy and gorgeous like mummy :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good day &lt;br /&gt;Gladius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-414196260229606162?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/414196260229606162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=414196260229606162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/414196260229606162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/414196260229606162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-in-world-you-will-turn-out-to-be.html' title='Who in the world you will turn out to be :)'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-4028649054076325030</id><published>2009-08-03T04:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:11:04.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know your own worth and do you feel important?</title><content type='html'>gd afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might encounter different situations good or bad where you might realize slight weaknesses in your personality. You are no longer adroit at dealing with others like you used to be and fear of the exposure to some situations with some people. Opening up and playing at your best qualities becomes something that you subconsciously forbid yourself to do. You don't feel so comfortable being the center of attention and getting many compliments from others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you asked yourself do I really know my own worth? There is no problem if you were the center of attention and it is okay to expose your talent in public. Don't allow others to devalue your achievements or make you feel inferior because you have your own mark. You don't have to overwhelm yourself with guilt if you succeeded while others failed. It's okay if people sometimes criticize you because they are not in your shoes. In this case, you are so confident about your own value, hear them rather than listening to every word and do not let their words get into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let others compliment you and believe in it so that you can learn a lot about yourself. You will find out that stepping into the limelight doesn't necessarily mean you'll ruin everything. Consider it as an experience where you'll be able to enrich your strengths and develop yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us needs to have a sense of importance. if you tell me how you get your feeling of importance, i can tell you who you are. It actually determines your character. Sometimes you'll see a person who tries his best to publish writings, well that's how he feels important and everyone of us has his/her own way of feeling important. You'll wonder at times when you see people cry or maybe lie and i am pretty sure that this is the way how they can get sympathy or attention to feel important. That's why we should always respect people' reaction or behavior on any event or situation because every person has his/her own way. However, it's really not excusable whatsoever to lie on every situation having the excuse of not being able to stop that from happening. To change that habit, you should make label it as "not important".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, you can never get attention or loyalty from people if you start criticizing them, however you should always appreciate and encourage them and that's what great managers do to increase the company's productivity. And that what you can do yourself to make others listen to you and value what you say. "There is nothing I need so much as nourishment for my self-esteem". This is what one of the actors of his time has said once. We always try to nourish our children and friends bodies with food but we seldom nourish their self-esteem. Shall we provide them with pizza, no it's just a word of appreciation that would sing in their memories for years and you might be remembered during lifetime. So give honest and sincere appreciation and stop criticizing and condemn or complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladius,&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-4028649054076325030?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/4028649054076325030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=4028649054076325030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/4028649054076325030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/4028649054076325030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-know-your-own-worth-and-do-you.html' title='Do you know your own worth and do you feel important?'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-7512007636005429463</id><published>2009-07-29T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:48:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing your way !</title><content type='html'>Gd morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to lose your way, can?t understand your surroundings and tired from the pushy people in your life. Feeling like you are walking and walking in a destination that leads to a dead end. You have a typical routine in your everyday life without any enjoyment. Then you have to reprioritize your dreams and objectives in life. Sometimes when you are up to you neck and totally pressured you reach a point where you goals in your mind become so blurry and you are unable to have a rational behavior on any situation. Flash your mind back to the overwhelming moments in your life and you?ll start looking to things differently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred. &lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries. &lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply. &lt;br /&gt;4. Give more. &lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my baby who is in Week 20 by now :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby now can hear sounds, basically mummy?s voice ? He covers his ears by his hands if a loud sound is made near me and it may become startled and jump. The baby is moving often, too -- twisting, turning, wiggling, punching and kicking but my baby is driving me crazy he kicked twice and that?s it :@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am in the midpoint of my pregnancy and starting to socialize with more pregnant women :P it feels good when you talk about to women under your same category ?Pregnancy?. One of the embarrassing situation I encountered lately, is that I just fused up when I kept calling my midwife several times without getting any response and when she answered me yesterday I told her about one of the prescribed medicines by her and explained the problems I was getting nausea and dizziness. Then she asked me Gladiius how many tablets are you taking, I said two, she told me I asked you to take only and only one. Felt her answer like a slap in my face .. a big embarrassment  actually :P &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;That?s all,&lt;br /&gt;Bbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-7512007636005429463?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/7512007636005429463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=7512007636005429463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7512007636005429463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/7512007636005429463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/07/losing-your-way.html' title='Losing your way !'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-9197727614628330076</id><published>2009-07-20T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:14:24.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 18 Baby :)</title><content type='html'>The feeling of mom to be is mixture of feelings to me, strange, nice and freaky. I had the worse three months in the first trimester where I encountered unexpected symptoms since it?s the first baby. It?s very difficult to cope between pregnancy, marriage, work and university while you are struggling with your symptoms.  Anyways, that becomes history now, I am enjoying now my second trimester with little relief :P  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an unforgettable day to me when my midwife told me the sex of my baby. Family and my beloved best friend were so curious to know as well as mummy (me :P). While the ultrasound is performed, I was like okay where the clue of the baby identity is. If my midwife doesn?t tell me what?s every part means I wouldn?t understand where is the head, the spine, the hands and legs because the image is kinda of blurry and strange :P. Then we reached to the place of the identify and surprisingly the baby turned the back and crossed the leg. When my midwife tried again, she figured out the identity, the baby is a he :)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can chat with the baby comfortably choosing the proper language :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-9197727614628330076?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/9197727614628330076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=9197727614628330076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/9197727614628330076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/9197727614628330076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-18-baby.html' title='Week 18 Baby :)'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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-4392737217077692775.post-8250791923089250328</id><published>2009-07-20T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:03:56.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I write my 1st post to thank my mentor Naima for showing me myself from another angle .. and my bestie for creating the blog and this inspiring layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya &lt;br /&gt;Gladius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392737217077692775-8250791923089250328?l=gladiius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/feeds/8250791923089250328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392737217077692775&amp;postID=8250791923089250328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/8250791923089250328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392737217077692775/posts/default/8250791923089250328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladiius.blogspot.com/2009/07/1st-post.html' title='1st Post'/><author><name>Gladiius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17174393306607113837</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>
