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  <updated>2007-03-23T18:46:17Z</updated>
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    <title>hi to all</title>
    <published>2007-03-23T18:46:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-23T18:46:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello to all&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do today so I have time to post. I am now married for almost 4 months now and thank God loving every minute of it. my mother in law and brother in law live with us, which may be a shocker to some but its a south asian thing. they are nice peoples so iam good. just trying to juggle the new life with new responsibilities and tasks-- trying to keep in touch with friends and family is not easy anymore. i thought commuting to queens from north jersey would be easier but its actually more difficult cuz the Path is further away from my apartment. it still takes two hours to get to work. urgh. oh well. i think i pulled a calf muscle at the gym on wednesday (curves). i am limping. the pain comes and goes. my doctor gave me meds that dont kill the pain. its a cold rainy day. slow. TGIF. it snowed last week and my landlord didnt shovel the snow. the rain washed it away yesterday. (the sun doesnt hit the front area so sunlight didnt do much). i am trying to look for not too expensive places in north jersey that allow an easy commute to NY. my landlord has two great danes that bark ALL the time. i wanna get one of those dog whistles. nothing much to share yet. indyplayspiano -- lovely wedding photos. take care all.</content>
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    <title>'tis the season to be jolly</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T12:08:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T12:08:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Eid ul fitr =o)</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2006-05-10T09:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-10T14:20:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T14:20:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sound of the air conditioner in the background</lj:music>
    <content type="html">been crazy busy at work. the schools just got more grant monies to utilize our services and they are holding back. i am a little scared though ~ i like the job cuz it pays the bills and its calm, but i should really be getting ready for grad school...i was thinking educational administration. i think i could make a good principal. still dont have internet access at home so i have to take care of all online business in between projects.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, my entire family is trying to set me up, but honestly, i dont mind. i dont care. i dont have the time or desire to do it myself. i feel privileged that they will take the effort to be deeply involved in my life. (please note, this is NOT sarcasm). contrary to popular belief, i feel that being part off a very close knit family like mine, the family can perform such duties for each other. If they find somebody suitable, he will be referred to me and then after getting to know the guy myself, I can decide if he is the right person for me or not. Its like having a free dating service living at home with you =)&lt;br /&gt;and i know i can trust their judgment. everybody was kinda shaky about my ex-fiance, but they all gave him a fair chance because I wanted to see where the relationship would go. they all backed me up when I broke it off also. &lt;br /&gt;so i have the opportunity to update my journal cuz this is the first free hour i have had at work in over a month. however, i should not abuse this further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i have officially turned into a rude, pitiless, people pushing NYC train rider. now i am a crazy NJ asian woman driver and half new yorker.</content>
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    <title>blah</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T15:03:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T15:03:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">am single again. it feels strange. its the right thing to do, but i am not ECSTATIC just yet.</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2006-03-21T19:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T00:32:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T00:32:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uuuhhh...life is boring. getting off at metropark is like diving among a pool of wild animals AKA asians. i know i am one of them but for the love of God, are you cutting me while you are walking becasue the stairs are gonna run away? or are you pushing me because the platform is going to vanish into thin air. i swear if i had a dollar for everytime i was pushed, i would be a millionaire. everybody pushes you or cuts you off even when you are getting on the train. i feeel like saying == please get ahead of me, or the train WILL leave without you. ppl have no courtesy anymore. ugh. it was easier to get on the RU buses....</content>
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    <title>victim of cirsumstances</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T02:45:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T02:45:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HA. life is funny. I got internet service friday and now the computer is infected with some horrible version of a trojan virus. i am posting from a friends place. cant imagine life without the internet....</content>
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    <title>back online</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T14:23:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T14:23:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i havent had internet access at home for over a month now and i cant post from work - even though i am doing at this moment. BUT i am going to try ... we just got connected last night. =)</content>
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    <title>movin on...</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T15:27:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T15:27:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I handed in my two weeks notice on Wednesday, July 13th. My last day at Campus Information Services, will be Wednesday, July 27th.&lt;br /&gt;Adios, Sayonara, Au revoir CIS.</content>
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    <title>Supposedly what men want</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T20:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T20:08:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;gt;Subject: Mens Rules&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Finally A list for us&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;The Guys' Rules&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Finally, the guys' side of the story. (I must admit, it's pretty good.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;We always hear "the rules" from the female side. Now here are the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;rules from the male side.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;These are our rules! Please note... these are all numbered "1"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;ON PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;tides. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;work!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched! We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;fine...Really.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;monster trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. I am in shape . Round is a shape.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;1. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; but did you know men&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;really don't mind that? It's like camping.</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2005-05-12T13:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-12T17:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-12T17:24:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Be amused:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those trying to just hold on to whatever  shred of sanity and dignity you have left in your office, keep on keeping on with these innocent office dares to make your skull-crushingly dull and boring work hours a little more lively.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE-POINT DARES &lt;br /&gt;1) Run one lap around the office at top speed. &lt;br /&gt;2) Ignore the first five people who say 'good morning' to you. &lt;br /&gt;3) Phone someone in the office you barely know,leave your name and say, "Just called to say I can't talk right now. Bye." &lt;br /&gt;4) To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears and grimace. &lt;br /&gt;5) Leave your zipper open for one hour. If anyone points it out, &lt;br /&gt;say, "Sorry, I really prefer it this way." &lt;br /&gt;6) Walk sideways to the photocopier. &lt;br /&gt;7) While riding in an elevator, gasp dramatically every time the doors open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO POINT DARES &lt;br /&gt;1) Say to your boss, "I like your style" and shoot him with double-barreled fingers. (Who does this remind you of???) &lt;br /&gt;2) Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask, "Did you get all that, I don't want to have to repeat it." &lt;br /&gt;3) Page yourself over the intercom (do not disguise your voice). &lt;br /&gt;4) Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle (there must be a 'non-player' within sight). &lt;br /&gt;5) Shout random numbers while someone is counting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE POINT DARES &lt;br /&gt;1) At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (5 extra points if you actually launch into it yourself). &lt;br /&gt;2) Walk into a very busy person's office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times. &lt;br /&gt;3) For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as "Bob." &lt;br /&gt;4) Announce to everyone in a meeting that you "really have to go do a number two." &lt;br /&gt;5) After every sentence, say 'Mon' in a really bad Jamaican accent. As in "The report's on your desk, Mon." Keep this up for 1 hour. &lt;br /&gt;6) While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;7) In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, all of you just shut up!" &lt;br /&gt;8) At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God as my witness, I'll never go hungry again." &lt;br /&gt;9) In a colleague's DAY PLANNER, write in the 10am slot: "See how I look in tights."(5 Extra points if it is a male, 5 more if he is your boss) &lt;br /&gt;10) Carry your keyboard over to your colleague and ask, "You wanna trade?" &lt;br /&gt;11) Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now." &lt;br /&gt;12) Come to work in army fatigues and when asked why, say, "I can't talk about it." &lt;br /&gt;13) Posing as a maitre d', call a colleague and tell him he's won a lunch for four at a local restaurant. Let him go. &lt;br /&gt;14) Speak with an accent (French, German, Porky Pig, etc) during a very important conference call. &lt;br /&gt;15) Find the vacuum and start vacuuming around your desk.&lt;br /&gt;16) Hang a 2' long piece of toilet roll from the back of your pants and act genuinely surprised when someone points it out. &lt;br /&gt;17) Present meeting attendees with a cup of coffee and biscuits, smashing each biscuit with your fist. &lt;br /&gt;18) During the course of a meeting, slowly edge your chair towards the door. &lt;br /&gt;19) Arrange toy figures on the table to represent each meeting attendee, move them according to the movements of their real-life counterparts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that wasn't enough for you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to keep a healthy level of insanity: &lt;br /&gt;1) At lunchtime, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down. &lt;br /&gt;2) Tell your children over dinner. "Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go." &lt;br /&gt;3) Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that. &lt;br /&gt;4) Put your waste basket on your desk and label it "IN". &lt;br /&gt;5) Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over his or her caffeine addictions, switch to espresso. &lt;br /&gt;6) Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophecy." &lt;br /&gt;7) Don't use any punctuation &lt;br /&gt;8) Use, too...much; punctuation! &lt;br /&gt;9) As often as possible, skip rather than walk. &lt;br /&gt;10) Ask people what sex they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer. &lt;br /&gt;11) Specify that your drive-through order is "to go." &lt;br /&gt;12) Sing along at the opera. &lt;br /&gt;13) Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;14) Put mosquito netting around your work area. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day. &lt;br /&gt;15) Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood. &lt;br /&gt;16) Have your co-workers address you by your wrestling name, "Rock Hard." &lt;br /&gt;17) When the money comes out of the ATM, scream "I Won! I Won! 3rd time this week!!!" &lt;br /&gt;18) When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling, "Run for your lives, they're loose!"</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2004-10-26T14:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-26T19:44:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-26T19:44:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">HA! its been so long, it took be a while to figure out how to use this thing again~ not to mention my username and password....i know i know, how hard could it be? I started using eclypse_spyder for some stuff so i forgot. well, i just wanted to post to say hi all.&lt;br /&gt;most of the people i saw on Friday are on this list so i just wanted to say i did have fun even though I felt queasy after that steak. i think the smashed apple thing put it over the top. ah, gluttony. i wanted to write something because...well....because its been over a year!&lt;br /&gt;i have three seminars and two other classes with 20-25hrs of CIS every week, so needless to say, it was nice to hang out with PEOPLE and not my books. alas, i must return to the world of academia as i have two major exams tomorrow and wednesday. instead of printing my notes for class, i am doing everything else in the world. i liked the list of 50 interesting things idea...i am going to try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  my parents were not interested in naming me, they went by the doctor's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;2. i have had numerous near-death experiences&lt;br /&gt;  - you know those ski lifts? well they have those things on the Himalayas. i was at a resort there once and was attempting to sit on it to go from one spot to another but slipped and was hanging in mid-air. luckily my cuz who actually got on, rescued me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  - i suppose the others stories are not life-threatening, but I could be decapitated. &lt;br /&gt;  - I was once sitting in the trunk space area of jeep Cherokee kinda car (i forget) with my legs outside the car.  it so happens that my sister had a premonition to pull me in, a split second before a drunk-driver rear ended us.&lt;br /&gt;   - i was once running by a swimming pool (if you know me, alienation to beach resorts/lack of pool safety knowledge will make sense to you)....anyway, i was running and of course I slipped, fell and banged my head on the concrete.  I was in the hospital for a few hours but i've been told i couldnt spell my own name during that time.&lt;br /&gt;   - =) i drove my beautiful car off of a two story parking lot on a hill (RU folks, it is the two level lot by the river dorms). i had left my car in first gear -- per my dads unfortunate suggestion and forgot. if you drive a stick you know that your car likes to leap forward if left in gear when you turn it on. well, i was at the top, so when my car lurched ahead, the front wheels were in air and since the car got top heavy, it fell ahead in a downwards direction. i was assisted out of the vehicle by some construction workers who were very amused by my "stunt". interestingly enough, it was pivoted on the gas tank so a fire truck had to called before the car was pulled back. i passed my mid-term with a 97% two hours after that accident.&lt;br /&gt;    - i recently passed out while i was driving my car and was in the hospital for a few days. good thing i hit a handicapped pole in a residential parking lot that stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;    - i had a severe asthma attack over the summer and i choose to sleep instead of going to the ER. I was informed that I cheated death since my lungs were on the brink of collapsing.&lt;br /&gt;if i remember correctly, a person with my height/weight needs to intake 4-500ml of O2, and i was breathing in about 100.&lt;br /&gt;    - maybe this is all bad luck. i fell down my patio stairs two weeks before my sisters wedding and busted my face and gashed my legs pretty badly. i also was rewarded with a nerve dying and bleeding into my front tooth. to this day i am involved in the aftermath of a root canal, a cap and other fun procedures. ok, enough bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3.  i know i am a workaholic. CIS folks may understand this -- i hear the sup line ring in my dreams.  i have woken up at 5am and the first thought that came into my mind was making folders for trainees that start at 10am that day. &lt;br /&gt;4.  not surprisingly, CIS is only my second job in my life.  I started in October 2000 and celebrated my four years early this month.  my job prior to RUinfo was a telemarketing firm where I was employed for two years but not promoted, I feel, due to my ethnicity.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I swear every cop in my hometown knows me because of my car.&lt;br /&gt;6.  my driving record is not too bad.  i got my first 4 pt. ticket two months after my license for doing 41 in a 25mph.  I have subsequently never been pulled over for speeding (knock on wood!!).&lt;br /&gt;7.  i have been pulled over two?three? times for running a red light and towed for expired registration.&lt;br /&gt;8.  i love/hate my car. all its parts have to come from Japan...$$$$$$$$$...... =( &lt;br /&gt;but i experienced love at first sight when i saw it. it was my 20th bday and i meet her at 5pm....i subsequently looked at 5 cars afterwards, but my I couldnt forget about my first love.  i somehow managed to convince my dad to come back and buy it the same day. we drove it of the parking lot at 11pm after our insurance agent added my baby on the same night cuz i wouldnt go home otherwise. spoiled? you could say that but for the record, I have always made all the car/insurance payments.&lt;br /&gt;9. another driving thing-- i have fallen asleep behind the wheel on 287 going home after being awake for over 48 hrs. i dont know how i am alive or how i got home that night. &lt;br /&gt;10. I am in luv with, (but dont get to do very often     &lt;br /&gt; a. going to a shooting range    b. boxing ........... excellent stress relievers&lt;br /&gt;11. I have learnt, that no matter how much you may not want for this to happen, life goes on. time and tide wait for none. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;12. I have seriously considered among other things to join the peace corps and become a buddhist nun and escape to a mountain in ...somewhere in that order.&lt;br /&gt;13. like some wise woman once said: all men are bastards. at least the ones you love anyway.&lt;br /&gt;14. I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime. it is a God-given skill =)&lt;br /&gt;15. I refuse to think about the concept of eternity....it gives me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;16. I do not have cable.&lt;br /&gt;17. I still live with my parents and ....omg, I get along with both of them. =) I remember my mom and I got into a very serious fight once (only happened once or twice) and I remember the CONFUSED look on my dads face we ALWAYS get along.  he looked at us as if we had suddenly grew six heads.&lt;br /&gt;18. I am too liberal for conservatives and to conservative for liberals. damn you all. i am still the same girl who was too good to play with the other kids on the block.&lt;br /&gt;19. that reminds me, i was expelled from kindergarten for punching a boy. it was simple really, he wouldnt let my watch the smurfs and I felt he couldnt change the channel if he was knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;20. my other physical "threat" was not until senior year of HS. a boy unfortunately made the mistake of putting my belongings on the filthy floor and wouldnt pick em up. it was probably an unfair "struggle" since he was taller but a lot skinnier. anyho, i kept pushing him to the back of the room using both hands to shove him a foot or so every time until the substitute broke it off.  best part? shedding the good girl image without beign penalized =) and when my very aggressive and hot tempered younger brother found out, the guy regretted it forever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hey thats a lot.....i must say, I am a very interesting person......thats it for now. must to go to class now ~ its a fascinating seminar but i can never stay awake.</content>
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    <title>return of madiha</title>
    <published>2003-04-23T01:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-23T01:53:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">=) I figured I better post before April ends so the once every four months tradition does not go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;What am i doing?? sitting in the computer lab since 6 and have only typed..lets see.. a 3 page rough draft of a 10 page final for my research project on breast cancer due tomorrow.  I have done everything in the world, including posting in this journal than take this paper seriously.   &lt;br /&gt;I have looked up senior home abuse and neglect issues, I have looked up why my cat is peeing all over my house... I have looked up the Nissan 350Z roadster and dreamt about driving it and every other thing you can possibly think of. &lt;br /&gt;How I thought of this journal out of nowhere is beyond me.  &lt;br /&gt;But, I must get back to annoying paper again.  Maybe by midnight I will have the rough draft ready and then do the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what beings we would be if we did not procrastinate.</content>
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    <title>a long time...</title>
    <published>2002-12-14T18:06:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">wow so how long has it been?&lt;br /&gt;Hello to all.  I have not been ignoring you guys, I am just a workaholic =)&lt;br /&gt;I am STILL working on the Riverstede, helping Debbie with scheduling after doing final exams myself.  of course there is still mentoring and supervising to take care off.  The two days I opened were days from HELL.  Monday Dec. 2nd after the freshman priority deadline ~ 73 admissions KnightService messages alone.  of course the busy light was on all day cuz I did my application over the weekend and its your fault that 10,000 applicants accessed the server at the same time and couldnt pay or send my transcripts.&lt;br /&gt;of course we also had Donnas prank call in between =)&lt;br /&gt;So I open Thursday, 17-20 people on hold at all times from 8:30-2:00 in 8 inches of snow.  I had to go to third period and stay on campus to finish my project due at midnight and then took the train home!!! ARGH! I love life!!!&lt;br /&gt;and no, I didnt HATE the mets game ~ it was just really hot!!!! blazin 100 degrees I think.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the blue jays and the Yankees game better =)&lt;br /&gt;life has been busy with work and school as usual and when I am done with that, I indulge in my other favorite activity ... SLEEP!!!!!....at the expense of my hw at times hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;so saturday huh, what would you want me to bring?&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL me!! I dont know when I will check this thing again, I kinda forgot hot to use it.</content>
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    <title>the usual</title>
    <published>2002-07-07T15:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-07T15:34:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hero....chad kroeger</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well at least I got 12 hrs of sleep both nights =)&lt;br /&gt;my final was friday night at 6:00 and to top it off, it was hard as hell!!! everybody who walked out of that class was flabbergasted!&lt;br /&gt;The weather was so shitty the past week but my parents still had people over on the fourth for a bbq! too hot for me man.  I stayed in the air conditioning (also to escape the company of very rude and annoying relatives from Delaware).  I could hear the local fireworks from my bedroom as I studied for my exam the next day.  So why arent there any good movies playing? nothing that I really want to see.  maybe sum of all fears, but i wasnt really into that either.  I generally find something decent to watch but surprisingly there was nothing playing.  I know there are some good movies at Blockbusters that I want to watch, i think i will do that today.  &lt;br /&gt;well, if you have any suggestions lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, NON ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES ONLY =)</content>
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    <title>same old same old</title>
    <published>2002-07-02T17:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-02T17:27:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mary had a little lamb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As usual I post after a loooong weekend.  I had to clean my entire house inside out this weekend since my grandmother and aunts and cousins are coming over from Chicago and they will stay for a while.  I prefer to compare it to cleaning a "ship" not a palace.  I did however sleep from 5am to 5pm Saturday so that was a definite plus =)&lt;br /&gt;So two things that annoyed me on my commute this morning:&lt;br /&gt;- Out of State drivers who drive in between two lanes&lt;br /&gt;- NJ drivers who refuse to understand the meaning of the Yield sign.  Why people are so willing to blindly jump in front of a car going 40mph and then honking at them is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess nothing much has happened.  I cant get this coke stain outta my car seat and its annoying the crap outta me.  My summer class is going ok I guess.  It could be better if the TA didnt pick on me when he knows I dont know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, as far as the 14th is concerned I want to watch Ghostbusters and Austin Powers.&lt;br /&gt;Just lemme know if you want me to bring something. Just because indy gets to arrange all this doesnt mean she also should foot the bill for it so feel free to ask for anything you know I wouldnt have any issues purchasing =)&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty slow at work, but I guess that will be all for now.  I do have tons of projects but I dont feel like doing any of them.  As a sidenote, a personal triumph, I didnt check my email for four days in a row as compared to every hour of every day =)</content>
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    <title>everything</title>
    <published>2002-06-24T19:37:42Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-24T19:37:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>umm...............well, its not in english</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ever felt like there werent enough hours in a day?&lt;br /&gt;I have been cleaning/redecorating my house since morning and I am still not happy with the results.&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, we are expecting company every weekend starting today for the rest of the summer.  We are apparently the base for traverls landing or departing from the US which means hard core cleaning and behaving.  No more TV till 3am or dirty laundry on the floor, cookie crumbs on the sofa and a layer of dust on the computer.  And of course for this mission to be accomplished, I had to take time off of work..but for the first time, i dont feel guilty by doing soo.  I wonder if my consciounes is still alive and kicking. oh well, thas life.&lt;br /&gt;my joints are sore from moving everything around....&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, I drove to Dorney park this weekend and got horribly tanned (sunburnt in my opinion) and my cell was a victim of my insanity since I drenched it in a water ride and now I have lost phone numbers from freinds I knew in High School =)&lt;br /&gt;umm, I led the way to and fro from Dorney Park but when we returning, car #2 decided to cut me off and car 3 and 4 cut me off since they were just following car #2's lead.  so i switched to the left lane and flew 12 miles and got back 1/2 hour before they all did. I must say that that was the most fun I had this weekend.  I was actually one of the chaperons for a group of 30 rowdy and misbehaved kids.  After being with them in the park for about two hours, I realized what our parents go through when we drag them to Anmusement Parks.  You cannot let the monsters out of your sight for a minute, they cant go on all the rides due to their heights so they complain, they are not happy even when you have spent the entire day in the park and they love to drop soda, chips and cookies all over somebody elses car.  The guestres they flaunt and faces they make at the cars next to you is another story all together.  I feel that every parent who has survived a day in the park with their child is entitled to lifetime achievement award for their preservance, sanity and strenght and patience. &lt;br /&gt;that will be all for today&lt;br /&gt;this is dr. madiha signing off, "wishing you all good mental health"</content>
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    <title>the battles I won (and lost)</title>
    <published>2002-06-18T23:45:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">wow, its been a while since my last post so let me begin with the latest.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a blast and talking about it was even more fun =) must do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and of course I had the best time at a local Arts and Crafts place today.  I went and bought 24 pounds of colored sand, and have the luxury of hauling 9it in that stupid little basket thingy.  As I am about a foot away from the cashier and dragging 24 lbs. of sand, this b@#$%&amp; runs in front of me and takes my spot.  I was a little agitated at first but I had had a long day, so I just picked up my basket and started to move to a line and lo and behold, the same b@#$&amp; ran to that second line and cut me off again!!! I swear, I dont know what held me back from screaming my head off.  So, as I patiently wait and have the sand checked out, the cashier is nice enough to tell me that one of the bags is ripped so I should replace it.  I put my things aside and go back to the aisle to pick up another bag of green sand.  Keep in mind that my purchase is sill sitting on the counter, I havent picked it up yet.  So when I come back, there is Lady A checking her stuff out and Lady B standing directly behind her.  Since the aisle is wide and I merely have to show the cashier that I have a new bag and pick up the rest of my sand, I stand directly behind Lady A so I can just step up and pick up the items I have already paid for.  Lady B apparently thought I was trying to steal her spot, because she literally moved up enough to stand uncomfortably close to Lady A and starts giving me dirty looks!! stupid neanderthals! &lt;br /&gt;Of course to top it all of, when I walk out of the store, some a@# didnt put the shopping cart in the designated spot and there it was scratching my beautiful car.  I think people should be given an IQ test in order to venture forth in the real world. &lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, it was not a fun day.  &lt;br /&gt;As usual there is a hell of a lot of work to be done at work and I dont feel like doing it =) and I had an exam on Monday @ 6:00 that I didnt start studying for till 4:30 that evening.  I dont want to say how I did cuz I dont want to jinx it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and another pleasant thing that happened on Monday- its 4:45 and I am ready for my usual cup of tea at work, I turn around to reach for MY bottle of honey I keep in the office (Ii prefer honey in my tea as compared to sugar) and its GONE.  It was right there in the office Friday evening, I remember making myself a cup of tea before going to class and come monday, somebody took it.  I have searched every fridge, cabinet and drawer in the entire office and the honey is nowhere to be found.  I refuse to believe that somebody would steal a jar of honey.  Its f@#$%^* $2.50 a bottle--work an extra 1/2 hour, dont steal.  Its just incomprehensible, I mean you are more than welcome to use it, just dont steal it.  ah, the pettiness....there is just no sense of dignity or shred of honesty left in people anymore.  How can people live without morals is something beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I won a mud slinging contest the other day =) our class was sitting outside the CAC language lab (the weather was nice and all) and this guy threw a weed at me.  so i threw it back and he threw back grass and we went back and forth until I threw a muddy ball of grass and ruined his pearl white shirt.  Thats one war I did win!! but I dont feel to good about ruining his clothes...in my defense, I must say the classic "HE started it."&lt;br /&gt;He was throughly amused by the fact that I have AIM on my cell phone and even more surprised when Donna told him that she had a Halal burger. funny kid.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I have picked up a new hobby -- I go bike riding every morning (except thurs.) and its much more fun than I imagined.  I didnt feel like going to crowded gyms and frankly, I need some type of activity that can cause exhaustion so I can indulge in another favorite past time- sleep, sleep and more sleep for hours in a row. &lt;br /&gt;Well, even though its not time for my superman show yet, I better do my HW so I can catch tonights episode.  I missed it last time and it felt as if something was missing from my life.</content>
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    <title>home sweet home</title>
    <published>2002-06-03T21:45:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So last week around this time I was in sunny beautiful Texas wondering why the hell am I looking forward to going back to Jersey.  Now that I am in Jersey, I still cant figure it out.  I always thought that I had had enough of moving around for a lifetime and now I would just travel instead but noooo, of course now it doesnt feel like I belong here anymore.  I must say sitting in an airplane again was very satisfying.  I hadnt realized how much I missed flying until this recent flight.  I think I was born to travel. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, of course when I cam back there was a hell of a lot of work to do.  The service session documents I am working on mysteriously disappeared from the computer last week and then conveniently showed up in my folder this morning.  And I have a class MWF from 6:00-9:00--I didnt even know they had classes this late on a Friday but its only for the summer THANK GOD!&lt;br /&gt;So, what else should I complain about? I am already missing indyplayspiano -- I swear its not the same without you.  And mailerdeamon decided to drop by today =)&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I think I will cut this short since I have class in 10 minutes but if all of you could answer one question for me...."Why Jersey ?"</content>
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    <title>why me?</title>
    <published>2002-05-21T00:05:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">CRAP!! WHY DID IT HAVE TO RAIN ON SATURDAY?? The NSO Red Shirts were out in the rain from 8:00am wearing trash bags and instead of Voorhees Mall, we had lunch in the cac gym annex.  How exciting.  At least the food was good.  I have never seen such large pieces of chicken in my life.  The chickens were probably on steroids or something.  So, too bad the senior party thing didnt work out.  Not that I would have attended, but it would have been a nice little something for all the seniors that cant work over the summer cuz we have mad people working this year.  oh and I took that evil test.  I am 19% evil.  What a stretch of imagination that is....hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;Well, cant really complaint about anything except that I am looking at a busy summer ahead.  Sooo many sup projects and so little time...and the heritage/training program too! ACK, I dont think 40 hrs in a week are enough to do everything.  I am glad the Riverstede finally made it to publication today.  THANK GOD!!!  I dont think I will publish any summer issues.  I dont want to risk putting my less than photogenic self in a paper that will be archived. ewww. I have discussed this with the committee head aready and she seems to agree with me on this issue as well.  So its settled, case closed.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do have another complaint, GB said I went over 40 hours last week so instead of paying me overtime, they have to move the extra hours to the week before!!  It sucks but wutcha gonna do? I think we should get a little card or something for the retiring AD.  I mean he did work with us for two years and always tried to be nice.  I dont think a day went by when he didnt smile.  Question of the day: Why is it that you learn the value of something and appreciate it only when you have lost/ are about to lose it?  I never really had any problems with him except perhaps that he seemed lazy at times, but everyone is entitled to personal flaws....like some of us who think we are either Gods gift to mankind or simply God Himself, (never mind the gift part) along with others who HAVE to be right ALL THE TIME ...     (btw, this comment is NOT directed towards a certain someone who will read this post).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I now have $75 saved up for books.  25 from the monthly stellar service and 50 from the semesterly one. yahooo!! (dont mind my 'irrational brief moments of joy').  So where was I? oh yes, sup work.  So I think I have to toughen up a bit on discipline since I think certain people are taking advatage of me while others are thinking that I dont discipline my buddies. So, why me?  Why do I have to be the one person who had to have a problem with this...we shall never know.   &lt;br /&gt;Anyho, I shall now retire to sit in front of the tube till I fall asleep and wake up to my cat biting my toes for breakfast.  So farewell my people, may force be with you.&lt;br /&gt;ps. I refuse to watch/despise Star Wars!!</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2002-05-12T10:06:00</title>
    <published>2002-05-12T15:07:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hail the conquering hero la la la la la la....&lt;br /&gt;for misguiding all the Freshman at Spring Orientation.  300 Red Shirts off the 600 interviewed had the privilage to wake up @ 6:00am to welcome the new students in the middle of exam week !! and we have to do the exact same thing next Saturday. Of course now I am dead tired and have two papers due tomorrow and then I AM DONE!!!   &lt;br /&gt;After I get The Riverstede out and the papers handed in, my life will be so much easier.  &lt;br /&gt;What else do I need to blabber about???? ummm, I need money as usual...I need to go shopping and of course I've spent all my money on the bat mobile.  My parents 25th wedding avinversary is on the 14th and I am going crazy trying to get something for them.&lt;br /&gt;well, I guess thats it for now....I wish I could go to sleep but I am working.</content>
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    <title>ah, the professional enviroment.....</title>
    <published>2002-05-10T14:50:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">"aiming for a professional environment"&lt;br /&gt;keyword: AIMING we are not as professional as we can be.  I didnt realize that my statement would generate such cynicism.  &lt;br /&gt;I think it will be good summer since people will actually start doing their jobs. Why? I th ink cuz  when you didnt do it before, you screwed the Bizzo, but now you will be screwing over somebody that you like/are friends with etc. etc. (the unhappy staff is not planning on sticking around anyway) even though this is a temporary phase. &lt;br /&gt;I also t hink the temp AD will bring about some changes that will be for the good due to the 5 yr. CIS experience on the resume...when you have done the job before, you can probably manage it better.&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;Anyho, I just handed in two papers for my religion cl ass after racing with time.  I thought the Prof. said that he would be in class to accept the paper till 10am...lo and behold, 9:59am I walk into the Riverdorm, and nobody is there.  I think my heart skipped a beat at that moment.  I call the dept. and th ey say it was supposed to be handed in at LOREE!!! I know its my fault for procrastinating, but seriously, these papers were 50% of the grade...so I think my body has just stopped releasing Adrenalin.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I came to a big realization the other day.  It was 3am and I was baking for a bbq when I suddenly realize that the batter has dripped from the pan and has caused an oven fire.  At first I just stared at it (I think I was hoping that it would just disappear) and then I say to myself "clam down, just get an adult....wait a minute, I AM THE ADULT!!!" so I managed to extinguish the fire by covering it with a lid and partially blowing on it.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda proud of myself after I was done, (as usual).  I usually classify myself as an adult and act like one, but I guess it never really sank in until the fire, and I was the only one to take care of it.  Now, one would hope that the world seems like a different place after you discover something about yourself, but its the same old same old. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, gotta go and start doing other stuff. {{</content>
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    <title>blah, blah, blah, blah, blah</title>
    <published>2002-05-07T13:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-07T13:33:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"silence is nice" by the raving new artist Maddy A.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">for clarification, as per my last post--it was an imaginary relationship with an imaginary boyfriend that I let the hand writing analyst believe I am enjoying.  I wouldnt have a real "boyfriend" cuz I dont date for various reasons....which I might also add makes life a heck of a lot convenient =) &lt;br /&gt;anyway, my question of the day is: why is it that everytime you try to be nice, you get screwed over? I mean is there something fundamental about this phenomenon, or is it mere repetition that makes me suspicious?&lt;br /&gt;My usual frustrations as an Editor come out when people dont hand in assignments on time.  I admit sometimes it is my fault cuz I havent given the person enough time, but the rest of the other 99%, I am not at fault.  (deep breath)....good to get that out.  &lt;br /&gt;Also, I am very tired since I spent four hours baking last night and I started at midnight =) nice, right? &lt;br /&gt;I have to stop living up to my word; after all, others dont and they just apologize and move on.&lt;br /&gt;On a different theme, some recent developments in the office have changed my perspective about the place.  Nothing negative, but I just cant view it as an office aiming for a professional environment anymore just because of the involved individuals...however I do feel that some interesting new changes shall manifest over the summer.  And then there is the barrage of people that are quiting or graduating and I actually like some of these people!! ah, what are you going to do. you can only wish the best for them.&lt;br /&gt;And of course I havent started studying for Finals yet; for some reason I have lost my "zeal for learning" ever since I graduated High School.  Yes, I did work my "behind" off and look at the fantastic Ivy League I wound up at.  Well, its all for the good cuz being burnt out at a competitive place can have serious consequences.&lt;br /&gt;blah, blah, blah.....and blah.</content>
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    <title>hammered out</title>
    <published>2002-05-04T17:10:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Friday May 3rd......&lt;br /&gt;From: the Islamic society&lt;br /&gt;To: its members&lt;br /&gt;Why? bbq from 3-sunset&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, my appetite registered this as an open invitation to pig out for 4 hours and now I think I am going to die. That offer to start working out at the gym seems very attractive at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the parks playground area on the swings for an hour and again felt the exhilarating rush of being a child again but I dont want to classify that as the best part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Other contenders include: &lt;br /&gt;a) the Handwriting analyst who felt that my boyfriend and I were in a beautiful phase in our relationship (which actually makes sense--we dont argue, we dont fight or have complaints and are experiencing a harmonious non-existent relationship).  It was fun to watch the guy squirm and try to be unique with his responses to his diversifying audience and I didnt make it any easy for him. &lt;br /&gt;b) the look on the face of the tattoo artist when I went up to get one done and his reaction to what I picked out.&lt;br /&gt;c) how everybody was staring at my "Bat mobile"...&lt;br /&gt;(and I am NOT mentioning this to be a snob/bi@#*).&lt;br /&gt;On a less happier note, I was hanging out with a friend last night and I was soooo tired that I actually dozed off for a couple of seconds while she was talking. I am hoping she didnt notice, but the fact that she left shortly thereafter is not making me very optimistic.  In my defense, I was trying very hard to stay awake--this is not to say that she is not a good conversationalist but when I am tired, I cant control where i'll go to sleep.  I was yawning like crazy, my eyes were watery and I could only conjure up enough stamina to utter an occasional "uh-huh" to communication my brain was unable to decode.  I had to blink like crazy so I could keep my eyes open and event then, it felt as if I slept and woke up again with each blink.  And then of course when she left, my stupid alarm reminded me that I still had to record the radio broadcast and that is another state of sleep intoxication that is better left for another day.</content>
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    <title>madiha @ 2002-05-02T09:59:00</title>
    <published>2002-05-02T14:01:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">wow, this is my first entry =)&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little stupid cuz i am actually excited like a five year old getting a new toy or something.  However, as I write, the feeling is slowly disappearing.....ok, now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;I feel good about myself today. why? i'll t ell you.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the second wednesday when I had to close and I was alone in the building.  I am slowly and steadily getting confident about staying in that building alone after dark--a fear I had hoped I wouldnt have to conquer, but alas, while yo u plan life just happens.  &lt;br /&gt;I think I will also write about what I learned yesterday....I learnt that French Fries can give you cancer.  Dont ask me why cuz I am not sure, but my source is literate in such areas so I am going to just accept the fact and l ive with it.  Well, we are all going to die anyway, our bodies will deteriorate no matter how healthy/hot/fit you were when you were alive so does it really matter how you die as long as you die happy? &lt;br /&gt;I shall now leave you with this happy thought..... even though you are just an electronic journal type database and cannot comprehend complex human thought patterns.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye0”</content>
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