<?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-23273546</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:55:20.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>serendipity: making an unexpected and fortunate discovery</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1633784565233816640</id><published>2008-05-08T09:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:26:41.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i have been really really scarce, but it was all for good reason... I was meaning to do a post two weeks ago, but with all that was happening, I just didn't get a chance, so this is my official notice: Ruby got married!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, I decided to make Mr Awesome MY Mr awesome, and we got hitched on the 27Th April.. so, that should explain why I haven't been in the blogosphere for such a long time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not shutting down my blog as yet, although some changes will have to be made, but all in good time, or when I'm not so lazy and when I have some interesting topics of discussion... so, you may find a post or two up now and again so dont forget me just yet!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1633784565233816640?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1633784565233816640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1633784565233816640&amp;isPopup=true' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1633784565233816640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1633784565233816640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4804484036844610129</id><published>2007-12-08T22:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:53:46.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>om shanti om--Deewangi Deewangi with 31 bollywood stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8MMguXh-vbI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8MMguXh-vbI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4804484036844610129?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4804484036844610129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4804484036844610129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4804484036844610129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4804484036844610129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/12/om-shanti-om-deewangi-deewangi-with-31.html' title='om shanti om--Deewangi Deewangi with 31 bollywood stars'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-864653805138467517</id><published>2007-11-15T12:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:27:49.554+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags</title><content type='html'>I found this cool tag on &lt;a href="http://zahirasspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;ZK's&lt;/a&gt; blog and thought id also do it, just for fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name one person who made you laugh last night?&lt;br /&gt;My nephew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing at 0800?&lt;br /&gt;having breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;looking for some food to eat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What happened to you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;travelled alone for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;sorry, you have the wrong telephone number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many beverages did you have today?&lt;br /&gt;mmmm water only :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What colour is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;Black &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;br /&gt;parking ticket at a shopping mall.. (yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;At my friend's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What colour is your front door?&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;a gorgeous summer's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What’s the best ice-cream flavour?&lt;br /&gt;midnight cookies and cream..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What excites you?&lt;br /&gt;shoes, lots and lots of shoes .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;not right now, since i had it cut 2 weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;yes :( :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;not as much as i used to, i think im quietening down in my old age! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you watch the O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;used to.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;br /&gt;yep, steven in second yr biochem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you make up your own words?&lt;br /&gt;not really.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;never used to be, but i tend to get easily jealous recently.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’&lt;br /&gt;ashliegh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’&lt;br /&gt;karishma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who’s the first person on your received call list?&lt;br /&gt;no. is withheld, but the person had a wrong number.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What does the last text message you received say&lt;br /&gt;from a friend thats leaving for hajj next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you chew on your straw?&lt;br /&gt;no, never ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately not! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Where’s the next place you’re going to?&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who’s the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;dont have any of those thankfully... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Cadburys triple chocolate slab .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Will you get married in the future?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully soon!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Stardust &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes ... lots and lots &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. When was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;last night after dinner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you currently depressed?&lt;br /&gt;no.. ive been taking my happy pills regularly (and eating chocolate) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;nto the last week.. gee, thats a record i think lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Why did you answer and post this?&lt;br /&gt;Because Im bored at work, and i havent posted anything in awhile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tag 5 people who would do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure .. i think everyone has done it already, but if not: MJ, saaleha, fatima, R and BB aisha who seems to have gone awol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-864653805138467517?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/864653805138467517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=864653805138467517&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/864653805138467517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/864653805138467517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/11/tags.html' title='Tags'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8211105090451965808</id><published>2007-11-02T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:39.278+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RyrjZnc6jMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VUSUOhf-x8g/s1600-h/chak_de_india_shah_rukh_khan_vidya_malvade_arya_menon_1177_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RyrjZnc6jMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VUSUOhf-x8g/s320/chak_de_india_shah_rukh_khan_vidya_malvade_arya_menon_1177_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128161154941226178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Ryrjcnc6jNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H3YUaobxoa8/s1600-h/srk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Ryrjcnc6jNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H3YUaobxoa8/s320/srk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128161206480833746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Shah Rukh &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with lots and lots of love &lt;br /&gt;Ruby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8211105090451965808?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8211105090451965808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8211105090451965808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8211105090451965808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8211105090451965808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RyrjZnc6jMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VUSUOhf-x8g/s72-c/chak_de_india_shah_rukh_khan_vidya_malvade_arya_menon_1177_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2817949086325296316</id><published>2007-10-25T10:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:51:14.045+02:00</updated><title type='text'>jealousy rears it ugly head!</title><content type='html'>what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make... i don't handle jealousy very well.. if fact, i don't handle it all... I never have, and i don't think i really know how to.. the reason being, i don't see why anyone should fight/argue/ with anyone that could be potentially hazardous to ones health, and so, i do what any person scared witless of being confronted by the outcome of incorrectness would do... i back off!! &lt;br /&gt;i know, it may be a cowardly way of doing things, but my reasoning has always been, that if the person even thought it, then so be it.. they can have it.. until now... &lt;br /&gt;ok, i just re-read what i wrote, and i am also confused, so don't worry.. i will explain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i was once in a situation where a girl saw a guy, and she immediately heard bells ringing, and a choir singing, and on-the-spot realised that he was her soul-mate, regardless of the fact that he wasn't single, and made a play for him.. the result being, that he left his current girlfriend and is now married to the girl with the supersonic hearing... and all was well in their little fairytale world.. but, the consequences of that union, was that the other girl, was left to deal with all the lying and deceit that the situation had produced, and the by-product of that was she learnt not to care too much.. so she made up her own fairytale, and thinking that she was Rapunzel, looked her heart up, in a stone tower, so that she would never have to deal with a similar situation ever again... until now!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story along similar threads, only this time, it deals with a friend that this girl has known all her high school life.. who cant seem to get the point, and back off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this: &lt;br /&gt;Cast: Ruby-Girl &lt;br /&gt;Friend with intentions&lt;br /&gt;Matchmaker friend I&lt;br /&gt;MR Nice guy &lt;br /&gt;Friend saw Mr nice guy about a year ago, and asked Matchmaker friend, who is friends with both girls, to set her up.. but at the time, Mr nice guy, was seeing someone, so he said Mr nice guy is already spoken for... until, friend bumped into ruby-girl and Mr Nice guy, on their first date.. Friend, being a typical sneaky chic, said nothing but emailed Ruby-girl the next day and asked if it was a first date she witnessed, and ruby-girl, being the innocent, friendly person that she is, said yes, and she was so excited, told her all about Mr Nice guy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 months later&lt;/em&gt;: ruby-girl organizes a girls reunion, and invites Friend along.. whilst having coffee, Friend asks all so innocently: so, ruby-girl, whats happened to the guy that i saw you with? and Ruby-girl, still being an oblivious fool, says: oh, things are fine, he met my parents etc. etc. etc... to which Friend says: oh, but wasn't he getting married to someone, cos when i found out, Matchmaker I said that he was taken... But, dumb Ruby-girl, didn't realise what Friend said, until later that evening, when she was analyzing with best friend all the fun that everyone had at the re-union... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one month later, post Ramadaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;friend emails Ruby-girl (again) and asks: so, any good news yet? or is it over with the guy, and at the same time, phones Matchmaker friend to ask about Mr Nice guy... &lt;br /&gt;now, Ruby-girl is completely p&amp;%*$# off with this chic, but Mr nice guy, finds the entire situation hilarious, cos to him, its a major ego boost, that this girl is still after him, (although she is subtle in her moves right now) and thinks that Ruby-girl should be flattered that someone wants the guy that she has, but All Ruby-girl wants to do is bash Friend with intentions head in.. and that is the first time ever, that calm, always in control Ruby-girl is freaking out.. for no reason at all.. cos Mr Nice guy, doesn't even remember Friends name(it's a complicated funny name) but Ruby-girl is livid... do u blame her ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2817949086325296316?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2817949086325296316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2817949086325296316&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2817949086325296316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2817949086325296316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/10/jealousy-rears-it-ugly-head.html' title='jealousy rears it ugly head!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5148425847863625503</id><published>2007-10-24T10:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:00:46.078+02:00</updated><title type='text'>back by popular demand</title><content type='html'>As a not-so frequent blogger of late, the most flattering thing happened today..&lt;br /&gt;Two guys that used to read my blog regularly, found me on facebook, and asked why i haven't written in such a long time.. (they also complained about the quality of blog posts , putting the blame on facebook, for slowly down the activity around blogland, to which i do agree, but FB is different.. cos its all about people that know/knew you at some stage in your life, and i don't know about you guys, but i cant always say what I'm thinking, for the simple reason.. people's feeling's may be hurt although sometimes they would be deserving of that!! i don't know if I'm making any sense.. but that's how i feel, aside from the fact also, that facebook is damn slow, even when you connected via Vodacom's 3G/HSDPA.. blah blah blah...so, for me blogger still rules!!! yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for whats been happening in Ruby's world: well, just to let you know&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://singleguyct.blogspot.com"&gt;singleguy&lt;/a&gt;, i took the reply that you suggested and sent that to the loser, ending off with a suggestion that he jumps off the shortest cliff that he finds in his friendly city, and he replied my message by saying: ok, i understand... Ramadaan Mubarak... which really p*&amp;%$@ me off.. but, i refuse to response... A loser will stay what a loser is!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re: Mr nice/awesome guy... what is it with men? i swear, sometimes they worst than women, with constant PMS... all was going well, to the point were my dad said that his family should come home with a formal proposal etc, and now he has cold feet.. and thinks that he needs some time to think, and wants to read istighara.. which is fine, i don't have a problem with that, but ... three months ago, when i read mine, he was the one that said he is 120% sure, and does want to read it !! so why the change now??? go figure !!! Sometimes i think my dumb plants that refuse to grow for weeks on end are easier to deal with than these stupid people that i seem to be constantly meeting... oh yeah, here is a question for u guys: when you go off to "find yourself" which type of rocks are you looking under??? I hope you have your searching glasses on at the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5148425847863625503?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5148425847863625503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5148425847863625503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5148425847863625503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5148425847863625503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-by-popular-demand.html' title='back by popular demand'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8282723131759912810</id><published>2007-10-12T10:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:39.377+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rw80PY2cm2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/I3q6EPIjYMs/s1600-h/eid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rw80PY2cm2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/I3q6EPIjYMs/s320/eid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120368740317043554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing your family, friends and loved ones a HAppy and Blessed Eid-Ul-Fitr... &lt;br /&gt;May allah accept all our ibaadat and forgive our sins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8282723131759912810?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8282723131759912810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8282723131759912810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8282723131759912810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8282723131759912810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rw80PY2cm2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/I3q6EPIjYMs/s72-c/eid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8465902769702768496</id><published>2007-10-12T10:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:44:23.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8465902769702768496?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8465902769702768496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8465902769702768496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8465902769702768496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8465902769702768496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid.html' title='Eid'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-467335321047937518</id><published>2007-09-10T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:08:03.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the bloody nerve!!!</title><content type='html'>im happy.. Mr Nice guy ha been upgraded to Mr awesome guy in my eyes... so much so, that he came home to meet my family yesterday... (yes, it is that serious) and then, this morning, as i start cjhecking my emails, and facebook etc, i get a 'friend request' from none other than .... yep. you guessed it.. The loser guy!!! i know that it shouldnt bother me.. i shouldnt care, and i should perhaps just ignore teh request, but im pissed off!! what kind of fool does he take me for? it ended months ago! the last two times that he smsed me, i ignored it, and he still has the freaking nerve to search for me on facebook, and WANT to be my friend??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to send him a really sweet.. but nasty message, and him to go and *&amp;#* himself, but i dont know what to say without sounding like I care.. he didnt know that i knew that he was seeing that other girl at the same time as me, and i want to ket him know, that i did know, and i dont appreciate being taken for a fool.. arggh, i wish someone could just hit the arrogrant prick!!! and to top it all.. he sends the request with the same pic that he sent to me (by email) before we met ? and the worse of it: (im still trying to figure out if its just coincidence or if he did this on purpose) but, i met him exactly one yr ago-yesterday!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. any ideas on how i could reply to the loser?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-467335321047937518?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/467335321047937518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=467335321047937518&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/467335321047937518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/467335321047937518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/09/bloody-nerve.html' title='the bloody nerve!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5413771009665248624</id><published>2007-08-08T09:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:45:51.604+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day for tomorrow!!!</title><content type='html'>How to Make a Woman Happy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a friend&lt;br /&gt;2. a companion&lt;br /&gt;3. a lover&lt;br /&gt;4. a brother&lt;br /&gt;5. a father&lt;br /&gt;6. a master&lt;br /&gt;7. a chef&lt;br /&gt;8. an electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. a carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. a plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. a mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. a decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. a stylist&lt;br /&gt;14. a sexologist&lt;br /&gt;15. a gynaecologist&lt;br /&gt;16. a psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. a pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. a psychiatrist &lt;br /&gt;19. a healer&lt;br /&gt;20. a good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. an organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. a good father&lt;br /&gt;23. very clean&lt;br /&gt;24. sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;25. athletic&lt;br /&gt;26. warm&lt;br /&gt;27. attentive&lt;br /&gt;28. gallant&lt;br /&gt;29. intelligent&lt;br /&gt;30. funny&lt;br /&gt;31. creative &lt;br /&gt;32. tender&lt;br /&gt;33. strong&lt;br /&gt;34. understanding&lt;br /&gt;35. tolerant&lt;br /&gt;36. prudent&lt;br /&gt;37. ambitious&lt;br /&gt;38. capable&lt;br /&gt;39. courageous&lt;br /&gt;40. determined! &lt;br /&gt;41. true&lt;br /&gt;42. dependable&lt;br /&gt;43. passionate&lt;br /&gt;44. compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;46. love shopping&lt;br /&gt;47. be honest&lt;br /&gt;48. be very rich&lt;br /&gt;49. not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;50. not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;52.. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Never to forget:&lt;br /&gt;* birthdays&lt;br /&gt;* anniversaries&lt;br /&gt;* arrangements she makes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Show up naked&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring food and beer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5413771009665248624?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5413771009665248624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5413771009665248624&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5413771009665248624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5413771009665248624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-womens-day-for-tomorrow.html' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day for tomorrow!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5357690912164886891</id><published>2007-07-27T20:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:39.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RqpIuqtgbyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GDFjDAzb1Z0/s1600-h/birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RqpIuqtgbyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GDFjDAzb1Z0/s320/birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091962295272107810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my birthday!!! and i will smile if i want to ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an amazing day...and in my wise old age, i have come to realise, that i have family, friends, and loved ones that care about me, and have helped make my day extra special..so, this year, i will not be making up any lists of events gone by, no crying over spilt milk, loser idiots that missed my boat, friends that betrayed me, and people that irritated my life.. No, this year, I am giving thanks for all the good that i have in my life. All the bad people and things that Allah has removed from my path, cos He alone knows what is good for us, All the wonderful moments that i have been blessed with, All the amazing people that have had the privilege of meeting over the last year (esp. all the bloggers, that started out as strangers, but have now become friends that mean so much).... All the good that I have managed to accomplish (and the rest that i will hopefully still accomplish), The good Health that i have been blessed with, the wisdom that is meant to increase as my years on this earth accumulate, and the lessons of life that i am still, and will continue learning till my last day... For this I am grateful... and happy ... and i will age gracefully.. with a smile on my face!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Ruby &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Ruby &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Ruby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i am now over the QLC hill.. I turned 26 today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5357690912164886891?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5357690912164886891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5357690912164886891&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5357690912164886891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5357690912164886891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RqpIuqtgbyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GDFjDAzb1Z0/s72-c/birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4643383661139267495</id><published>2007-07-24T09:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:15:26.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hey guys</title><content type='html'>hi everyone.. just dropping to by to say im still alive, not well.. but alive... hwas really sick in Durban, and came home even more sick, but im recovering !!! so, i promise to post soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the blog meet was awesome... it was so good to place a face to all the posts that i read. Thanks &lt;a href="http://beingsafiyya.blogspot.com"&gt;Safs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://rhymesws.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rae&lt;/a&gt; for organising it. I was just sorry that Zahira and the rest of the crew couldn't make it... next time i guess!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4643383661139267495?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4643383661139267495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4643383661139267495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4643383661139267495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4643383661139267495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-guys.html' title='hey guys'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5997745491233921972</id><published>2007-07-14T12:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:35:13.684+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Michael Buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zmt5nkRudVA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zmt5nkRudVA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love this song!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5997745491233921972?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5997745491233921972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5997745491233921972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5997745491233921972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5997745491233921972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-michael-buble.html' title='Everything - Michael Buble'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2054599981044618509</id><published>2007-07-07T21:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:39.712+02:00</updated><title type='text'>07/07/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Ro_35Xg7kNI/AAAAAAAAADw/RKi34D4vvIw/s1600-h/liveearth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Ro_35Xg7kNI/AAAAAAAAADw/RKi34D4vvIw/s320/liveearth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084555069261320402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two important things have taken place today, the seventh of the seventh month, in the seventh year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first, was the naming of the new seven wonders of the world, which i have mentioned during the course of the week, ans the second is the Live EArth project, headed up by former Vice-president of USA, Al-Gore... Now, im sure many of you are aware of Mr Gore's efforts in the campaign reagreding global warming, the gentleman in question, even received an Oscar award for his efforts in this regard, for the documentary that he produced.. (and let me just add, that he looked really dashing when he went up on stage to receive the oscar), (i have always taken a liking to Al Gore!!) &lt;br /&gt;Live earth is a 24 hour, 7 continent series of 9 concerts taking place on 7/07/07. It will bring together more than 100 music artists and 2 billion people to trigger a global movement to solve the climate crisis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnUnknown band In Antartica and thus far, unknown bans consisting of scientists, engineers and other researchers formed a band, and even the locals i.e. penguins, attended the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In London, the concert was held at the Wembley stadium,In Hamburg:Germany, New York;USA, Rio de Janeiro:Brazil, Sydney: Australia,Shangai:China, Tokyo:Japan and closer to home, at Maropeng, at the cradle of Humankind, (A world heritage site!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each concert was opened by a recital of the Seven point pledge, which is as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PLEDGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.To demand that my country join an international treaty within the next 2 years that cuts global warming pollution by 90% in developed countries and by more than half worldwide in time for the next generation to inherit a healthy earth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.To take personal action to help solve the climate crisis by reducing my own CO2 pollution as much as I can and offsetting the rest to become "carbon neutral;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.To fight for a moratorium on the construction of any new generating facility that burns coal without the capacity to safely trap and store the CO2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.To work for a dramatic increase in the energy efficiency of my home, workplace, school, place of worship, and means of transportation;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.To fight for laws and policies that expand the use of renewable energy sources and reduce dependence on oil and coal;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.To plant new trees and to join with others in preserving and protecting forests; and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.To buy from businesses and support leaders who share my commitment to solving the climate crisis and building a sustainable, just, and prosperous world for the 21st century.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2054599981044618509?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2054599981044618509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2054599981044618509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2054599981044618509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2054599981044618509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/070707.html' title='07/07/07'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Ro_35Xg7kNI/AAAAAAAAADw/RKi34D4vvIw/s72-c/liveearth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7096941030077808177</id><published>2007-07-07T19:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T19:23:40.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Shona - TRRP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/K4PSb4eKsDU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/K4PSb4eKsDU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my favourite song at the moment... and everytime i hear it, i somehow think about you QDee... Maybe cos you told me about the song, before i even heard it... :) :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7096941030077808177?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7096941030077808177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7096941030077808177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7096941030077808177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7096941030077808177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-shona-trrp.html' title='Hey Shona - TRRP'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3026926775975541462</id><published>2007-07-05T09:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T10:12:22.784+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update! Finally!!</title><content type='html'>well, its seems as though I've been firnds with &lt;a href="http://lostinsemantics.blogspot.com"&gt;Zee&lt;/a&gt; for too long, cos now, I'm becoming as sick-prone as he is... yep, i have conjunctivitis since Monday evening, and to my dismay, have been wearing my glasses *sob. sob sob*.. so, zee, i hope i don't burn myself with hot water soon ... just kidding, you still my on my best friends list *ruby winks at Zee***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,so, the much awaited update: Mr gentleman is now upgraded to super-sweet gentleman... i had a really wonderful Sunday (two wknds ago)no details (sorry) but i will mention that we met up at 12 pm, and he only dropped me off at home at 8:30 pm.. we even went to watch Ocean's 13... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have seen him at least twice a week since.. &lt;br /&gt;Met him yesterday for lunch, and we had "the serious conversation" and for a change, the guy actually wants to know where he stands (which is a def. turn of tables for me) cos, he 'is sure, and serious, and does want to date me , but wants to get married to me) which had me stumped.... i was speechless (which is a shock in itself) and I didn't know what to say, so i tried explaining part of the confusion that I'm feeling right now... and he kinda understands. So, he is going away for the wknd, and next wknd I'm in Durban (blog meet YAY!!) and hopefully, by the time i get back, i will be able have some direction.. The thing is, its not that I'm not interested or anything, but I'm just scared, and holding back because its just so soon, i only know him for about a month now? i think.. and granted that i have seen him often enough, but its a huge thing to decide ain't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is another person.. A friend of mine gave him my number and email add... he is from SA but is working/living in London.. which makes it very long distance.. anywayz, been chatting to him for about two months on MSN, and the odd phone call, and then, he suggested that i meet up with his sister, cos he doesn't want to just keep chatting as friends, but wants his sister to "check me out" to see if He if and i will be compatible.. so, i met his sister on Monday (Bilal, that's when you saw me) and she then called him and gave him an update.. but Ive been so busy, and sick, that i haven't really had a chance to chat to him after, to get the details.. all he smsed and said was " my sister said that you are very sweet, and pleasant, but you are quite tiny" ...?? go figure!! and hows that for a strange blind date!! hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3026926775975541462?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3026926775975541462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3026926775975541462&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3026926775975541462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3026926775975541462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-finally.html' title='Update! Finally!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-617183066085932992</id><published>2007-07-04T09:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:40.548+02:00</updated><title type='text'>please vote!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kII/AAAAAAAAADI/ht-sTtDaWYE/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kII/AAAAAAAAADI/ht-sTtDaWYE/s320/03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263954847502466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RtF9kJfO8Zw/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RtF9kJfO8Zw/s320/08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263954847502482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kKI/AAAAAAAAADY/r8Vzw74sKHQ/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kKI/AAAAAAAAADY/r8Vzw74sKHQ/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263954847502498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kLI/AAAAAAAAADg/OnngeFv6DDo/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kLI/AAAAAAAAADg/OnngeFv6DDo/s320/18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263954847502514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rotho3g7kMI/AAAAAAAAADo/EvQU-0kbH3Y/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rotho3g7kMI/AAAAAAAAADo/EvQU-0kbH3Y/s320/20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263959142469826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RothMXg7kHI/AAAAAAAAADA/ax4rpQeFf1k/s1600-h/seven+wonders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RothMXg7kHI/AAAAAAAAADA/ax4rpQeFf1k/s320/seven+wonders.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083263469516198002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't of this yet, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN???  i suggest you vote today, since there are 2 days left to vote for the new seven wonders of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to this website: http://www.new7wonders.com/ and be a part of history in the making.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim of this global project id to obtain seven symbols of global unity, seven symbols of shared global heritage. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so register and vote... it takes five minutes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-617183066085932992?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/617183066085932992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=617183066085932992&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/617183066085932992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/617183066085932992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/please-vote.html' title='please vote!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Rothong7kII/AAAAAAAAADI/ht-sTtDaWYE/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-6738242483437556702</id><published>2007-07-02T09:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:40.667+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The people's princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Roi-RXg7kGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p44ZnjSqr0A/s1600-h/roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Roi-RXg7kGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p44ZnjSqr0A/s320/roses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082521385066795106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the 1st of July, would have been Princess Diana (princess of Wales) 46th birthday... As tribute to her memory, her sons prince William and Harry, held a concert in her memory at the Wembley Stadium on London... and the crowd was phenomenal. there were 63 000 people present at the concert, and it was broad casted live, to 145 countries around the world. DsTv has a special channel dedicated to Princess Di, which has been airing form Fri, until tom, with documentaries featuring from her childhood up until the horrid day in Paris... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as you may have guessed, i watched the concert on TV last night, and i was amazed, at the fact, that even though she passed away ten years ago, the turn-out to the concert bears testament that she was, and always will be, loved for the kind, generous person that she was.. A true Princess!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-6738242483437556702?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/6738242483437556702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=6738242483437556702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6738242483437556702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6738242483437556702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/07/peoples-princess.html' title='The people&apos;s princess'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/Roi-RXg7kGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/p44ZnjSqr0A/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-6034056784733203435</id><published>2007-06-23T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:44:47.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightening read ???</title><content type='html'>I have just got home from a nirthday dinner for one of my best friends. saf... after dinner, and before leaving to come i home, i popped into the exclusive books to get a copy of this weeks economicst... mow, now, you all can stop chuckling, it WAS a toss between the july issue of the cosmo.. and the economist, since the latter had a 6 page special on my favorite topic in the whole wide world... RNA.. now, im sure you are wondering why economist and business people alike, have such a facsinating topic of discussion (one which they dont quite understand, and from the bits of the article taht i read, while waitinf for my sister to come out of the movies, haven't really reported correctky on... ) but, i am glad to admit, a total geek i am not, and I DID buy the cosmo.. (sealed section in this issue ladies..) along with my brilliant saturdat night read... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Ruby chuckles*** I can just imagine telling my prof. on monday.. "prof, i was reading the latest copy of the economist on sat. night (makes for a good bed-time read) and i feel that the article didnt quite do the justice to the family of RNAs... I think we should writw to the editor and point out the incorrect facts on this special feature... " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hope you guys had a stunning saturday evening... I certainly did!!! &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow/later today, is the 'surprise date' .. i have no idea what "the gentleman" has planned, but will keep you posted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-6034056784733203435?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/6034056784733203435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=6034056784733203435&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6034056784733203435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6034056784733203435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/enlightening-read.html' title='Enlightening read ???'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7524920847829502453</id><published>2007-06-21T10:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:33:27.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The rules.. (no, its not Ruby's Rules!!)</title><content type='html'>IS there a correct protocol to follow , following a blind date? &lt;br /&gt;I know, having set the world record on blind-dates, i should by now, know all the etiquette, but i somehow find myself at a lost right now... (maybe its because I'm unsure... and don't know how to proceed with this particular gentleman.. and he is turning out to be a true gentleman.. i don't mean the kind that opens doors, and fetches my coat, but he is of the genuine 'nice-guy' society, and it is scaring the shyte out of me.. I have spent the week so far trying to find a fault in him.. as in a fault that i cannot accept, and i have come up with nothing.. he is not perfect, doesn't have all the obsessive things that i have been known to look for in a person.. but, he makes me laugh, and it feels as though i haven't laughed in a really long time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, what is the general rule-of-thumb when it comes to nice guys??? &lt;br /&gt;simple things like: do i call him, or do i wait for him to continue issuing the invites? (he has do so thrice already?)&lt;br /&gt;and if i am so not-sure about what i want form the 'situation' could i be blamed for leading-him on at a later stage.. i now its still in the early stages, and i may be jumping the gun, but what I have no guidelines to follow.. This is the first time, where i am just 'going with the flow'. I'm not expecting the stars, and the bells to ring in my ears when i see him (it doesn't and i don't think its going to) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, coming back to my initial question, how does the whole thing work? for instance: do gentlemen feel obliged to pay even in this feminist day and age, or will he feel offended if i offer? or will he feel bad if he keeps calling me, and i don't ever call him? or will he find it strange if i call him.. i know, these are stupid questions, and i probably have to ask him, and not you guys, but i cant... just like i cant seem to ask him what it is that he wants from this whole 'situation' where does he see it going? etc... maybe i should email him &lt;a href="http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/rubys-rules.html"&gt;Ruby's Rules&lt;/a&gt; and see what he says? that should scare him off pretty quickly hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, Can anyone think of a cool nick for him? I can't seem to think of one right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7524920847829502453?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7524920847829502453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7524920847829502453&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7524920847829502453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7524920847829502453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/rules-no-its-not-rubys-rules.html' title='The rules.. (no, its not Ruby&apos;s Rules!!)'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5942812870361391945</id><published>2007-06-20T09:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:03:25.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jhoom Barabhar jhoom</title><content type='html'>For a less horrible review, go to &lt;a href="http://snowyheights.blogspot.com/"&gt;sofi's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i have been lazy this week, and not really doing much in the way of work, I called shakeera and we went to watch JBJ... Thinking that it will be a really awesome movie, since it IS a Yash Raj..flashy, lots of colour, some stunning views of London but, it was horrible.. okay, maybe I'm being a bit Harsh, but it was a silly, stupid, fluffy piece of crap, that is not suited to a Yash Raj... I'm sure some people will disagree with me on this, but the storyline was dumb, and for a two hour movie, the intro to the storyline took up at least an hour and five minutes, with the entire story unfolding (stupidly) in the last 30-35 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard the soundtrack before you watch the movie, I suggest that you brace yourself.. I personally hate the songs that are half-hindi half-english songs, and there are some really tacky ones in this movie.. Ticket to Hollywood, is all bright lights and dump lines, and Kiss of Love made me wanna puck.. (since Shakeera and i were on that topic of discussion before the movie began)and the title sing gets played five times, with only one line change every time... so at the , you will be singing JHoom, jhoom till you get to bed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the actors: credit should be given to Priety, who lived up to her name, and was the prettiest gal of the show, her acting is always good, and she is always so stunningly clothed, with her cute dimples and gorgeous hair.. Lara Dutta's character could have been done better, excluding the accent (won't give it away), Bobby Doel looked absolutely Hideous with his permed hair and slimy looks (just when i was starting to like him form Humko tumse pyar hai)... Abhishek was as scruffy as ever, and made me question what Ash really saw in him.. oh yeah, i remember now.. its just his surname right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the movie is a no-brainer of note, if you feel like just watching a movie that requires lees than two brain cells to watch, and you have watched all the other good shows/not-so-good shows that are also currently on circuit, then by all means JBJ is the way to go, but leave your Yash Raj expectations with the ticket holder before entering the movie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5942812870361391945?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5942812870361391945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5942812870361391945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5942812870361391945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5942812870361391945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/jhoom-barabhar-jhoom.html' title='Jhoom Barabhar jhoom'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1145362175097976796</id><published>2007-06-19T09:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:14:31.761+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note!!</title><content type='html'>1. The nice men are ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The handsome, nice, and heterosexual men are married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The handsome men without money are after our money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The handsome men, who are'nt so nice &amp; somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have no money, are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  cowards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have money and thank God are straight, are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW...WHO UNDERSTANDS MEN?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1145362175097976796?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1145362175097976796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1145362175097976796&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1145362175097976796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1145362175097976796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a lighter note!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3021898479272137114</id><published>2007-06-18T09:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:36:27.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Unanswered questions...</title><content type='html'>firstly, to update on #26.. He was a pleasant surprise.. A decent, normal guy, with nice-enough shoes (I have mentioned this before, so don't ask okay), not too bad looking, friendly, and I had a really nice time, and we chatted and had a few good laughs... anyone feel like a But is coming up??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left after we had coffee , and i didn't know what i was feeling. I was driving home, trying to figure out what i thought about the whole date, and for the life of me, i just couldn't tell whether i felt happy, or sad.. Normally, the minute i leave, I'm on the phone with shakeera, telling her how awful/awesome/gross the whole ordeal was, but this time i felt as though i was I'm limbo... And it is a really unsettling feeling to have. I'm not sure why... And I'm sure that I'm just been silly/stupid/ridiculous, but i just don't know what i want anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was talking to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostinsemantics.blogspot.com"&gt;Zee&lt;/a&gt;, and told him how it went, and since he has always been my voice of reason (too an extent) , i asked him, what the general rule of thumb was... How do people decide what they looking for? How does one find someone, met someone, and just know... All these people that are married/ soon-to-be married /engaged /in a serious relationship always have the irritating line (that just makes me wanna scream)... it goes like this "you just know, when the time is right, you just know') and i am sorry, but people that line, just irk me... so, i ask my fellow single (or attached friends, as long as you don't tell me' you just know') .. Is there such a thing? will we JUST KNOW?(I'm sorry, i know i promised to never mention this again on my blog, but i have to..) when i met Loser Guy, i thought it was perfect, I JUST KNEW.. I felt as though i had known him all my life, and I had found a missing part of myself.. One of my friends even said we look slightly similar(i DO NOT look like Mr Bean hehehe) , but all that went horribly wrong, and i ended up getting really hurt, and that's when i started questioning my whole "soul-mate' theory..) so, is it possible that the situations that start off being perfect and go horribly wrong, &lt;strong&gt;are wrong.. &lt;/strong&gt;and those that start off being not wrong,-per say- but, not perfect, are the relationships that actually adjust to your liking, and maybe have the potential of becoming something right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to endure to find that person? Zee said expecting the stars in the sky/moon to shine more brightly etc (Basically all the emotion/drama that goes hand-in-hand with finding your soul-mate) is all just cotton-fluff, and it is all about compromise... Now, maybe I do watch too many bollywood movies, but i have this fear regarding compromise and just settling for someone.. What if I just settle,due to pressure, and fear of being alone forever... (with a seemingly good guy) , and then the scene from KANK happens 7 years from now? what then? what would you do? or do u just kiss all your fairytale endings goodbye, and grow up and make a decision and live with it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with some old friends last night, and while i was entertaining them with my woeful tales of blind-date horrors i realised something... which isn't a good thing... Every person that i have met so-far, Have given me some sort of idea, of what kind of person I am NOT looking for,and the things that the person SHOULDN'T be, but it has also made me more confused, and lost and has taken me further away from the things that i AM looking for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3021898479272137114?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3021898479272137114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3021898479272137114&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3021898479272137114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3021898479272137114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/unanswered-questions.html' title='Unanswered questions...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-390829651008539668</id><published>2007-06-15T14:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:47:29.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Round no 13476</title><content type='html'>just kidding, it more like no. 26, but whose counting right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a blind-date tomorrow, thanks to my dear friend I.. and his wife... &lt;br /&gt;Dont worry &lt;a href="http://spacedhead.blogspot.com"&gt;hamish&lt;/a&gt;, i will def. be giving the autopsy report on monday!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wish me luck guys)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-390829651008539668?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/390829651008539668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=390829651008539668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/390829651008539668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/390829651008539668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/round-no-13476.html' title='Round no 13476'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5635896418054458479</id><published>2007-06-14T09:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:56:14.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I ???</title><content type='html'>How do you tell someone, that you not only, are you not interested, But you don't want to be their friend either... Their constant mails, text messages and hello's on mxit is bugging the Heck out of you, and you would rather be bored than have a converstaion with them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I do this, without being an insensitive B*&amp;%# !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5635896418054458479?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5635896418054458479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5635896418054458479&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5635896418054458479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5635896418054458479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-do-i.html' title='How do I ???'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7209706371989880192</id><published>2007-06-14T09:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:53:51.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough money within her control to move out&lt;br /&gt;and rent a place of her own, &lt;br /&gt;even if she never wants to or needs to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something perfect to wear if the employer, &lt;br /&gt;or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a youth she's content to leave behind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to &lt;br /&gt;retelling it in her old age....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets  ; her cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,   &lt;br /&gt;and a recipe for a meal, &lt;br /&gt;that will make her guests feel honored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of control over her destiny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to fall in love without losing herself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to quit a job, &lt;br /&gt;break up with a lover, &lt;br /&gt;and confront a friend without; &lt;br /&gt;ruining the friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she can't change the length of her calves,&lt;br /&gt;the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that her childhood may not have been perfect....but its over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom she can trust,&lt;br /&gt;whom she can't,&lt;br /&gt;and why she shouldn't take it personally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to go...&lt;br /&gt;be it to her best friend's kitchen table... &lt;br /&gt;or a charming inn in the woods...&lt;br /&gt;when her soul needs soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what she can and can't accomplish in a day...&lt;br /&gt;a month...and a year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7209706371989880192?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7209706371989880192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7209706371989880192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7209706371989880192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7209706371989880192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3853084049841212005</id><published>2007-06-13T17:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:53:11.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Adrift on Memory Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xW3Lv5yjdXg' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xW3Lv5yjdXg'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this song was recommended ... by someone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3853084049841212005?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3853084049841212005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3853084049841212005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3853084049841212005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3853084049841212005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/set-adrift-on-memory-bliss.html' title='Set Adrift on Memory Bliss'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2688282203139326455</id><published>2007-06-08T11:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:36:39.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What next??</title><content type='html'>Firts there were blogger meets.. which were, and still are, cool to have, since you can control who is invited/where/when/How/why... but, this is the strangest I've heard: Facebook-Joburg meet, Melrose Arch... my goodness? Most of the people that are there, don't even know each other, and if sure there are some strange ones just arbbing around.. creepy stuff i tell you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to read it twice to believe it.. can you imagine the amount of ppl that are gonna pitch up, at the corner of High Str. this evening (if anyone from Blogland is going plz, take a pic 0 I would love to just see the crowd!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2688282203139326455?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2688282203139326455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2688282203139326455&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2688282203139326455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2688282203139326455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-next.html' title='What next??'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2689696906407205538</id><published>2007-06-08T10:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:36:56.641+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Men in Trees (part 2)</title><content type='html'>If you don't watch men in Trees, you wont know what I'm on about.. but to those that did watch last night's episode.... WTF is wrong with Jack?Are men really so stupid? Its amazing how now matter what the 'ex' may have done, once the 'ex' is back in the picture, its goodbye to the person 'they almost falling in love with' cos I want to be *&amp;%$^ed around with, once again!!! well, to all those loser idiots who don't notice a good thing when they find it, and are so oblivious even if something jumped up and bit the ass... i can only say one thing BLAHHH !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, Marin said it really nicely: &lt;br /&gt;Jack: I'm sorry, at the time, i meant every word.. &lt;br /&gt;Marin: at the time? &lt;br /&gt;Jack: I'm just confused.. (seriously, men need to find another line, this one is way-over used) &lt;br /&gt;Marin: you know what Jack... I'm smart, I'm beautiful, I'm independent and I can stand on my own two feet. I AM A HOME-RUN... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go girl... to all the ladies out there, don't wait to be striked out, when a home-run is in sight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in a really good mood today.. :) :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2689696906407205538?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2689696906407205538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2689696906407205538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2689696906407205538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2689696906407205538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/men-in-trees-part-2.html' title='Men in Trees (part 2)'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-6197063759174635016</id><published>2007-06-07T09:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:13:43.395+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny jokes</title><content type='html'>1.  Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. The &lt;br /&gt;ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A jumper cable walks into a bar. The bartender says, "I'll &lt;br /&gt;serve you, but don't start anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A dyslexic man walks into a bra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm,&lt;br /&gt;and says "A beer please, and one for the road." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other:&lt;br /&gt;"Does this taste funny to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Doc, I can't stop singing 'The Green, Green Grass of Home."&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome." "Is it common?" Well, "It's Not &lt;br /&gt;Unusual."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Two cows are standing next to each other in a field. Daisy &lt;br /&gt;says to Dolly, "I was artificially inseminated this morning." "I don't&lt;br /&gt;believe you," says Dolly. "It's true; no bull!" exclaims Daisy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. An invisible man marries an invisible woman. The kids were &lt;br /&gt;nothing to look at either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bull before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day, but I&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A man woke up in a hospital after a serious accident. He &lt;br /&gt;shouted, "Doctor, doctor, I can't feel my legs!" The doctor replied, "I&lt;br /&gt;know you can't - I've cut off your arms!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I went to a seafood disco last week...and pulled a mussel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you call a fish with no eyes? A fsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Two fish swim into a concrete wall. The one turns to the&lt;br /&gt;other and says, "Dam!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, so they lit a&lt;br /&gt;fire in the craft. Unsurprisingly it sank, proving once again that you can't have your kayak and heat it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel, and were &lt;br /&gt;standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament &lt;br /&gt;victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office, and asked them to disperse. "But why," they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said, "I can't stand chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of &lt;br /&gt;them goes to a family in Egypt, and is named "Ahmal." The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan." Years later, Juan sends a &lt;br /&gt;picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she &lt;br /&gt;tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her &lt;br /&gt;husband responds, "They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, &lt;br /&gt;which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate &lt;br /&gt;very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, &lt;br /&gt;he suffered from bad breath. This made him. (Oh, Man, this is so &lt;br /&gt;bad, it's good) ....... A super-calloused fragile mystic hexed by&lt;br /&gt;halitosis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. And finally, there was the person who sent twenty different&lt;br /&gt;puns to his friends, with the hope that at least ten of the puns would&lt;br /&gt;make them laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-6197063759174635016?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/6197063759174635016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=6197063759174635016&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6197063759174635016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6197063759174635016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/corny-jokes.html' title='Corny jokes'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5626414400574304462</id><published>2007-06-06T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:41.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RmZxLf7l78I/AAAAAAAAACo/3EexCgiJpvg/s1600-h/rain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RmZxLf7l78I/AAAAAAAAACo/3EexCgiJpvg/s320/rain2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072866472643391426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RmZxLf7l79I/AAAAAAAAACw/2Wc83pDmXJo/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RmZxLf7l79I/AAAAAAAAACw/2Wc83pDmXJo/s320/rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072866472643391442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cold, its raining ,its dark outside and its utterly miserable.. I hate this weather. One day, i would like to be like those people that have homes on two seperate continents, so that I won't have to endure winter. When its summer in SA, i will live here, and come autumn, i will move to where-ever the warm, sunny summer is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have it ever rained in winter?I think they should re-name global warming to global-freezing... cos my brain feels like its frozen over.. i can't even think of anything else to say!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5626414400574304462?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5626414400574304462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5626414400574304462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5626414400574304462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5626414400574304462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/06/sucky-weather.html' title='sucky weather'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RmZxLf7l78I/AAAAAAAAACo/3EexCgiJpvg/s72-c/rain2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1451656467860003998</id><published>2007-05-28T13:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:40:03.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>current mood: sad</title><content type='html'>I am having a sad day.. despite the fact that my presentation went well, the sales reps. from the two companies that were present were impressed that i have thus far, managed to get this technique called SSH to work, the one said that she has only met three people that have got it to work.. so i was quite chuffed with myself... and if I get enough mRNA , i wont even need the R75 000 , all my sequencing can be done at R20000 max... yay, there is a faint glow of light at the end of the tunnel... but still.. i am in a really crappy modd, feeling as though i am all alone... and i just want to cry!!! I hate feeling like this... and chocolate is not working? so now im clueless as to what to do.. maybe i should go shopping? that's an idea!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1451656467860003998?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1451656467860003998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1451656467860003998&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1451656467860003998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1451656467860003998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/current-mood-sad.html' title='current mood: sad'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4815576632497535059</id><published>2007-05-28T10:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:20:02.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>your true worth... according to indians</title><content type='html'>why is it that no matter what you do, as an Indian, your worth is always measured by whether you are married and have a husband in tow? it doesn't matter that you are independent(or as independent as an Indian girl is allowed to be), educated, happy, not on the verge of committing suicide, the fact that you are 'alone', 'single' and thus, not able to do anything (like make babies, and run a household) you are just incompetent in the eyes of 'the older generation' and also the younger ppl that ARE married... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the story: &lt;br /&gt;i was invited to a braai yesterday. The lady that arranged the braai, was a really good friend of mine, and all our friends that used to hang out together at campus (when we were all in undergrad) were invited. We were about 15 of us, and now, there are three girls, and 4 guys left i.e. not hitched yet... so, i made a dessert and went to this braai... not having seen most of them for the last three n half yrs or so.. and i was bored out of my mind... The girls from the group that got married, didn't have much else besides housework to talk about, the wives of guys from the group, didn't say much, except for one ... that was so cute and bubbly, she actually kept everyone going, and the rest of them just sat there... which made me wonder... do people change so much, that people that were once with me for days on end, people that i spent my entire uni. era with, change so much, that we no longer have anything in common.. The sad thing is, that those that have gotten married, haven't seemed to change much (person-wise) whereas us.. the single guys and gals, rocked... we happy and content with ourselves, but.. that's not how we are seen!! it just made me wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left the very exciting braai (while everyone was playing soccer.. i don't play soccer anymore) and went to my uncle's house since we have some family over from the U.K.... and here, i met the older people, that literally, tried marrying me off in front of my eyes, to this guy that was there from London... His mother acted as though i wasn't sitting in front of her face, asking about me.And naturally, the big question was posed" so, what are you going to do next year? are you for a job? " to which , i gave my standard reply... "I'm not really sure yet, but I'm keen on continuing my research, and I went to do my PhD, and that's when my mum, shooting daggers at me... says" i don't know why she wants to study, she has been at it for so many years, its time she settles down!!!! Settles down, as if I'm running around, doing all kinds of wrong things or something, and now i need settling down... Never mind, that i have an aim, an ambition in life, to be something, other than an extension of some prick or a**hole, I must just get married, for the sake of getting married, to any piece of crap that comes to my door because no Indian girl is worth anything if she is not married... oh yeah, and the reason that I'm not married, and will "be left behind" is because I'm too fussy, and too picky and keep saying no.. So, regardless of whoever people set me up with, be it a complete jerk, and idiot, a geek, a freak of nature, regardless of whether he even knows how to spell 'biochemistry' (there was one that couldn't) i must stop being choosy... and just get married, cos its the Indian thing to do!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, if I'm still single when I turn 26.. (which is in exactly two months time) there will be an ad. in the classifieds, stating that THIS Indian girl is hopeless in finding a life partner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer* I'm sorry, just had to let off some steam..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4815576632497535059?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4815576632497535059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4815576632497535059&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4815576632497535059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4815576632497535059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-true-worth-according-to-indians.html' title='your true worth... according to indians'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5090414433604872382</id><published>2007-05-24T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:33:41.978+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so stressed out...</title><content type='html'>had a meetin gwith my supervsior on tuesday. turns out, that to complete my project i.e. my masters, I need an excess of R75 000 so that the company can be paid to do my sequences.. I was initially doing all the sequence crap on campus, but the dept. housing the machine, has some problem... if the dean doesnt agree to the additional funding, I need to get another plan... but, there is this new technology out, that i could probably use, and get everyhting done for half the amount of cash... but, that would mean starting my project from scrath.. all the work that i have done over the last 2 yrs, will no longer be relevant, sincve those methods are now antiquated... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now though, i have to prepare a presentation to the conmpany interested in helping me with the new tech,. stuff for monday, and after monday, i will know the satus of the life!!! till then... request for duas please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5090414433604872382?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5090414433604872382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5090414433604872382&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5090414433604872382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5090414433604872382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-so-stressed-out.html' title='Im so stressed out...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2516113510714570678</id><published>2007-05-22T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:41.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My nephew and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RlK_q_UEpYI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZpNNk4JpjlU/s1600-h/rabs+n+yusuf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RlK_q_UEpYI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZpNNk4JpjlU/s320/rabs+n+yusuf.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067323276016264578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is in nursery school, but the amount of stuff that they have to do is ridiculous, and naturally, as his aunt, i end up doing the stuff him. The project for this week was to build a model of a house, so, i spent my sunday making a house, painting it and got it ready for him to take to school yesterday... only to find out that his house was too plain (words of my sister.. his mother) and the other kids in the class all had 'cooler looking' houses (his words) ... so, the next time he has a project, i will not do it for him, no matter how many hugs and kisses i get as bribery for the work to be done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next week, he has to learn a nursery rhyme since they going to have a nursery rhyme competition.. try getting a four year old to repeat after you.. nursery rhymes which I haven't heard of.. ever!!! I really dont recall doing any these things when i was at pre-school..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2516113510714570678?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2516113510714570678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2516113510714570678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2516113510714570678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2516113510714570678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-nephew-and-i.html' title='My nephew and I'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RlK_q_UEpYI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZpNNk4JpjlU/s72-c/rabs+n+yusuf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8451161822700996483</id><published>2007-05-21T13:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:18:44.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My holiday- detailed!</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;a href="http://concerningmjk.blogspot.com"&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt; has been complaining, since the last few posts on my blog have only been videos... but since getting back form my trip, i have been so busy at work, that i didnt even get a chance to sit down an reply to all the mail that piled up while i was away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as promised, here is the details of my holiday: &lt;br /&gt;it was absolutely what I needed.. I got to spend time with my friend (whom i miss terribly since she got married and moved to CT) , i got to spend time with my best friend and her family (she came with me but stayed at her sister's house) but most immportantly, i got to spend time with myself.. yep, im not being conceited or anything, but after all the drama regarding the loser, i just needed atime out, away from everyone and everything, to get things back into perspective, and this short holiday was just what i needed. I was staying at century city, so i could pop inot Canal Walk anytime i wanted , watched movies, did some shopping and when my friend was free, we did stuff together... I didnt do much tourist-y things, but i have seen all the major spots of Cape Town, so it was fine by me, besides, when u go sight-seeing etc. you get tired and i wasnt up for that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a highlight of my trip was taht i got to meet three fellow bloggers. I regrettably, wasnt as organised as most of you , so, i ended up meeting each of them seperately (all at Canal Walk) but, &lt;a href="http://singleguyct.blogspot.com"&gt;singleguy&lt;/a&gt; and I managed to meet up at Limnos for chocolate eclairs and chocolate cake (yummy), &lt;a href="http://dreamlife.wordpress.com"&gt;Dreamlife&lt;/a&gt; and I met up for coffee, and &lt;a href="http://icanbuyhappiness.blogspot.com"&gt;Lady&lt;/a&gt; and I managed to spend sunday afternoon, having a girly-girl chat over Divine Marcel Apple baklava ice-cream.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the climax to my trip,was as i landed at OR Tambo tuesday evening and switched on my cell, I got a message from none other than Loser Guy... after two freaking months... the sms went like this : slmz, hope you're ok. just wanted to say hi. take Care... well, screw you Loser, I didnt reply.. cos, im no dummy.. there is no such thing as coincidence esp. for him to contact me after two and a half months.. so i figured, that he was in CT (since his old/new/current/always) girlfriend lets call her Mini-Mouse (now now, im not being mean, she drives amini cooper) lives there, and since she waorks really close to Canal Walk, at the same company as my friend  and He does, the a**hole, must have seen me at their building or CW, and he was trying to see if i would tell him that i was around.. well, HA to you... &lt;br /&gt;then, on wed. evening, i went to visit a friend of mine, who also happens to know the whole crew of this drama, and i found out that this girl Minnie Mouse, went out/was going out with Loser guy from 2004. now, i knew that he went out with her before he met me, but he told me a completely different story, and these sources have the first-hand truth... so, i am so grateful, that i did not reply to his sms, (thanks MJ for the advice) , and also that i longer have any contact with this liar loser of note... and since i found this out, i have been so happy, its unbelievable... I actually feel sorry for him, since he is 33 yrs old, but he is as confused as an 18 yr old (no, even an 18 yr old knows where they headed) cos if he is going out with her for 3-odd yrs,on/off,  and still doesnt know if he wants to marry her,or doesnt have the guts (read balls) to stand up to his parents whom i suspect don't approve of Minnie Mouse, then he is befitting of the name Loser Guy, and I feel sorry for her as well, cos regardless of whta type of person she is , no-one deserves to be used in this way, and to be stringed (is this a word?) along for so many years thinking that all is hunky-dory in your little world, without having any idea of what your 'boyfriend's intentions are... onlt thing i can say i s Shmae , for both of them, and I am Thankful to Allah, for having saved me from something evil.. and I promise that this is the last time that i mention Loser Guy on my blog... This is valuable space not worthy of crap!! lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i am once again, my happy content self, just freezing in the cold today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8451161822700996483?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8451161822700996483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8451161822700996483&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8451161822700996483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8451161822700996483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-holiday-detailed.html' title='My holiday- detailed!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8961580407203666357</id><published>2007-05-19T12:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:27:34.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shah Rukh Khan et Kajol Forever Indian movie song bollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/lf3uHfOzAe8' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/lf3uHfOzAe8'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the best scenes from bollywood? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8961580407203666357?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8961580407203666357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8961580407203666357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8961580407203666357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8961580407203666357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/shah-rukh-khan-et-kajol-forever-indian.html' title='Shah Rukh Khan et Kajol Forever Indian movie song bollywood'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2419666287411242072</id><published>2007-05-17T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:23:17.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back !!</title><content type='html'>Had a really wonderful time in Cape Town, but true jo-burg girl that i am, I'm thrilled to be back(CT is nice for a hoilday, but wont think of living there permanently) ... will tell all about my very relaxing, de-stressing holiday soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys are all well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2419666287411242072?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2419666287411242072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2419666287411242072&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2419666287411242072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2419666287411242072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back.html' title='Im Back !!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8300732745711630203</id><published>2007-05-10T09:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:19:07.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>[ Shah Rukh Khan ] - Kar Le Kar Le Video Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/faZ7P0SJ7Bs' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/faZ7P0SJ7Bs'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out SRK's new video.. The man is looking HOT !!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8300732745711630203?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8300732745711630203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8300732745711630203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8300732745711630203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8300732745711630203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/shah-rukh-khan-kar-le-kar-le-video.html' title='[ Shah Rukh Khan ] - Kar Le Kar Le Video Music'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2854427248655301859</id><published>2007-05-10T09:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:19:01.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Citizens for a Better America - </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qmaAVitfnmU' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qmaAVitfnmU'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard this song on Highveld stereo this morning... Paris Hilton, hope u dont take this song as a tribute to u , but as what its meant to be!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2854427248655301859?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2854427248655301859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2854427248655301859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2854427248655301859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2854427248655301859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/citizens-for-better-america.html' title='Citizens for a Better America - '/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7898253777140047044</id><published>2007-05-09T08:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:41.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's Bags are packed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RkF-sLWkvtI/AAAAAAAAACA/osEA67BQF2w/s1600-h/Table+mount..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RkF-sLWkvtI/AAAAAAAAACA/osEA67BQF2w/s320/Table+mount..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062466753567964882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RkF-sLWkvuI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gfz2NphPC3g/s1600-h/Table+mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RkF-sLWkvuI/AAAAAAAAACI/Gfz2NphPC3g/s320/Table+mountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062466753567964898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bags are packed, my leave has been approved, and my plane is hopefully all fuelled and ready to go, just wish i had taken a longer holiday.. five days may be too short, but nevertheless.. as long as i get to eat "sinful" ice-cream i will be happy... (haagen Dazs falls short in comparison) &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, im just gonna relax, this holiday is for me and me alone, away from everythinh, and everyone that stresses me out, from the roads in JHb, to fetching people, running errands, and worrying about family and friends.. These five days are my 'ME" time... and i intend taking full advantage!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, Ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7898253777140047044?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7898253777140047044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7898253777140047044&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7898253777140047044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7898253777140047044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/rubys-bags-are-packed.html' title='Ruby&apos;s Bags are packed...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RkF-sLWkvtI/AAAAAAAAACA/osEA67BQF2w/s72-c/Table+mount..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1159638899956579265</id><published>2007-05-08T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:18:30.285+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to HHP's Q's  (Moral dilemma)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href+"http://spacedhead.blogspot.com"&gt;Hamish&lt;/a&gt; had these questions posted on his blog, and he wanted to know how people would handle these situations, so, i decided to answer them as a post... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your boss gives you a sum of money. He tells you that the amount is R10000. You take the money and in your office you count it. You find out it is in fact R15000. What do you do? Go to your boss and tell him that there is extra cash... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.You find out something about someone that could cost them their job. This someone is a dirty low down scoundrel that would use the information if the roles were reversed. What do you do? Send an anon. note to the scoundrel’s boss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.A loved one is terminally ill. They are in pain every minutes of every day. The medication is not working. They beg you to end their suffering. What do you do? NOT end their suffering, but be there every painful step of the way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.You SO (significant other) is out of town, you’re with your mates and Hotty Machotness and you strike up a conversation. Later in the evening Machotness confesses that she is attracted to you and invites you back to his/her place. What do you do? Decline , tell her that u in love with your SO and do the betrayal game, and go to your Home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Your relationship is headed towards the rocks. Someone else is showing interest in you. The problem is, technically you still have a SO. What do you do? End it with SO before you start something up with the new person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.classic movie scenario Your SO is threatened, We’ll make life difficult for her if you don’t break up. What do you do? Break-up to save her life, and when the danger is gotten rid of, explain all to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.It’s the night before exams, your studying is going sideways. A friend tells you he has the exam paper. No charge, he’ll give it to you. What do you do? Yes no thanks. and Study harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.You have the chance to kill someone. No witnesses, and no way of tracing it back to you. What do you do? Nope, wont kill the person.. CSI may just figure out that it was you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.You find out your best friend in the whole world is a thief. What do you do? Ask her why she/he steals? Maybe its a need and not a want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Someone close to you is killed by a drunk driver. He is acquitted in court and comes to you for forgiveness. What do you do? Tricky, ideally, is God can forgive why can’t we right? But im not THAT big a person!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.A person who has gone out of their way to make life hell for you comes to you and says I have cancer, I am looking for forgiveness. What do you do? It depends how hellish they made your life.. if you are over the stuff that they did to you, then forgive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.A city is in chaos, people are looting and stealing. The electronics shop has that item you’ve always wanted. What do you do? Walk pass the store, tempting but not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Your SO admits that he/she once cheated on you. What do you do? Break up with SO, if So did it once, SO can do it again, once the trust is broken, there is no going back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Someone offers you a large sum of money if you can facilitate a deal between him and known criminals. You suspect the deal is illegal. What do you do? Pimp him to the cops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Your best friend’s SO makes a pass at you. What do you do? Tell your best friend.. their SO is a jerk/jerkette and they deserve to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.You lost count reading namaaz. Was it 2 or 3 rakaats? What do you do? Break your namaaz and start again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.You’re a lawyer, bound by an ethical code, you know your client abused a child. What do you do? Refuse to represent him &lt;br /&gt;You find out one of your parents is having an affair. What do you do? Confront that parent, and say that if it doesnt end, you will tell the other parent. but all respect for said parent will be lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.You’re in a relationship. It blows. But the sex is awesome. What do you do? Have a last night together, save the memory of the good sex, and walk away. If its bad, i dont think good sex can make a relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Your friend breaks up with their significant other. You have always gotten along well with said SO. SO says that he/she has started developing feelings for you. What do you do? Depends on how good a friend it is.. if its best friend.. friendship is more imp. If not so close, maybe meet the ex-SO for coffee and see if there is an attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.You have rules. Once you say it’s over, it’s over. No appeals process. You find out though that you were a bit hasty in your decision. What do you do? Call the person and apoloigise for the hasty decision, and hopefullt the situation can be saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.You borrow money from a wealthy friend. You promise to pay him back. He never asks and you conveniently forget. Comment If and when you do have the money, pay him back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.You walk out a store and when you get to the car you realize that a tube of lip balm was not paid for. What do you do? Go back into the store and pay for it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.A girl comes up and says she is pregnant and that you are the father, what do you do? N/A &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Your boyfriend mistakenly mentions another girls name when talking to you. What do you do? Ask him who the person is, then verify his answers via your own sources... )if he is not trustworthy) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.You SO asks you how many people you’ve dated. Do you tell them how many you’ve dated and leave out the people you’ve been intimate with? What do you do? Tell the whole truth.. all the people, and all that you’ve done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.In the South African Law of Delict, an omission is an act where there is a duty on you to speak. You have information that might devastate your friend/SO/ Family member but in the long run it will be better for them to know. What do you do? Tell them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.The Moulana says that you cant be friends with anyone other than other Muslims. Your best friend is not Muslim. What do you do? If the friend is a good person, stay friends with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.A women shoots her drunk husband. For years he has abused her. Is she guilty of murder? Maybe it was self-defense &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.A gay person makes a pass at you. What do you do? Politely tell them that you are not gay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1159638899956579265?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1159638899956579265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1159638899956579265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1159638899956579265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1159638899956579265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/response-to-hhps-qs-moral-dilemma.html' title='Response to HHP&apos;s Q&apos;s  (Moral dilemma)'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3713468426690479928</id><published>2007-05-08T09:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T09:55:41.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>Maybe . . we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . it is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures and heartaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . you should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . there are moments in life when you miss someone -- a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . you should always try to put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . you should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but, if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . you shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe . . . you should try to live your life to the fullest because when you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling but when you die, you can be the one who is smiling and everyone around you crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. . . you could send this message to those people who mean something to you, to those who have touched your life, to those who can and do make you smile when you really need it, to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down, and to all those whom you want to know that you appreciate them and their friendship. ( that’s all of you fellow bloggers !!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3713468426690479928?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3713468426690479928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3713468426690479928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3713468426690479928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3713468426690479928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5995623093499184487</id><published>2007-05-03T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:08:34.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity look-alikes</title><content type='html'>Since MJ introduced me to myheritage.com, it has become my latest hobby of note.. I have been uploading everyone's photos and I have also got all my friends in the lab checking the website out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i decided to try and do the face recognition with a pic of 'the loser' ...&lt;br /&gt;heres the result... Hope u guys have a good laugh, i did, and im feeling so much better... (so much for him thinking that he was the coolest thing since toilet paper) .. Now, right now, i wish i hadn't cut all ties with him, so that i could e-mail him this post and show him the results... okay, im being mean , i know, but he desrves it... the cheating Bastido!!! (another story on its own)hehehe, not one hot guy in sight!!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/58/88/02/588802_690501528c9364lirsly30.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i didnt really like the results of mine (it missed the sushmita sen hit :( :(  i tried it with another pic, and this one was a little better... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/7_4/qj8h30_12969864ac93648tyfcd30" width="202" height="454" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5995623093499184487?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5995623093499184487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5995623093499184487&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5995623093499184487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5995623093499184487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/05/since-mj-introduced-me-to-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity look-alikes'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-6374855645284003376</id><published>2007-04-28T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:02:59.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine and i were having one of those 'meaning of life' conversations' and and since we are both scientists, i decided to ask her if she does believe in serendipity (since &lt;a href="http://singleguyct.blogspot.com"&gt;Single guy&lt;/a&gt; has linked me with a question...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure most of u have an idea as to what i think serendipity is, but, i'd like everyone elses thoughts please... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, (here's where the thinking too much bit comes in) what if you think its serendipity, and you have found your soul-mate but you don't know whether the second feels the same/they don't feel the same/they did feel that instant connection/spark/click , but they were stupid to realise that this was it??? what then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting to &lt;a href="http://concerningmjk.blogspot.com"&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt; and he thinks that i just land up with jerks, so, maybe its a part of my serendipity to just find these Jerks... anyone know how i can change this god-awful jerk-luck ??? oh yeah, we have also coined a word: the female of a jerk will henceforth be called Jerkette... :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-6374855645284003376?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/6374855645284003376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=6374855645284003376&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6374855645284003376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6374855645284003376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7527717549237510523</id><published>2007-04-28T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:41.884+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjMgabWkvsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AWAg-gGnRRY/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjMgabWkvsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AWAg-gGnRRY/s320/flag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058422444858326722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a fantastic Freedom Day...I was watching 3-talk with Noeleen(yeah, i was all dressed up and no-where to go) and she was interviewing ppl about what thewy thought of our 'young' democracy... and the general vote is that south africans who are happy with this country, and i think we SHOULD be ... we have come a long way from the apartheid regime, and although, it may take a long time to get over the whole idea, baby=steps are good! Viva South Africa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly South African &lt;br /&gt;Ruby &lt;br /&gt;(well, except for the S.A. cricket team, whom are arriving at OR TAMBO INt airport this afternoon... ) i wonder what kind of welcome they going to receive.. maybe i should take a drive to the airport!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7527717549237510523?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7527717549237510523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7527717549237510523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7527717549237510523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7527717549237510523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/freedom-day.html' title='Freedom Day'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjMgabWkvsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AWAg-gGnRRY/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-559083159043387004</id><published>2007-04-26T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:42.057+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings!</title><content type='html'>got this idea from Dew's blog!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjBmULWkvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/YTc2-BJMPEA/s1600-h/spiderman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjBmULWkvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/YTc2-BJMPEA/s320/spiderman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057654878367956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Famous Movie Kiss is from Spiderman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamousmoviekissareyouquiz/spiderman.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have always been standing in your doorway. Isn't it about time somebody saved your life?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousmoviekissareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Movie Kiss Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Designer Panties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpantiesareyouquiz/designer-panties.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You demand the best, from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;And your panties have to be pure couture, for your own luxury.&lt;br /&gt;Men feel like you're a worthy challenge, though you can be difficult to catch.&lt;br /&gt;You exude a polished, sexy vibe that tends to attract confident men.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpantiesareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Panties Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlovequotesuitsyouquiz/love-4.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovequotesuitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Quote Suits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kisses Are Medium-Hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhotareyourkissesquiz/kiss-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses are definitely sexy, but you're not about to make anyone gasp for air.&lt;br /&gt;You take it slow and steady... and you ramp things up when you get the right signals.&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is adaptable and adept. And people who kiss you love it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhotareyourkissesquiz/"&gt;How Hot Are Your Kisses?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 48% Addicted to Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/addicted-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, you're addicted to love.&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fool for love many times - but are you the wiser for it?&lt;br /&gt;Your needs should come first, both in and out of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're the only one who can look out for yourself!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D112292%2526playListId%253D112294%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;Closer&lt;/a&gt; by Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you&lt;br /&gt;You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you&lt;br /&gt;Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I?ve got no&lt;br /&gt;Soul to tell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dance, it's a little scary - and a lot sexy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Mild Than Wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/mild.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're confident, and you really aren't concerned with how "hot" you are.&lt;br /&gt;Other people's ideas of what's sexy don't concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/"&gt;Are You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as down to earth and reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is passionate and physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situation, you seem like you're oblivious to the stress.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/romatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You life your life like a fairy tale... or at least you try to.&lt;br /&gt;Living for magical moments, you believe there's only one true love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the most important thing in your life, and you don't take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-559083159043387004?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/559083159043387004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=559083159043387004&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/559083159043387004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/559083159043387004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogthings.html' title='Blogthings!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RjBmULWkvrI/AAAAAAAAABw/YTc2-BJMPEA/s72-c/spiderman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2541027854309879955</id><published>2007-04-26T09:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:07:33.698+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mika Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont know why, but this guy reminds me of &lt;a href='http://concerningmjk.blogpot.com'&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt;, so, im dedicating this song to you MJ ....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2541027854309879955?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2541027854309879955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2541027854309879955&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2541027854309879955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2541027854309879955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/mika-grace-kelly.html' title='Mika Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2092781954092856376</id><published>2007-04-25T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:08:49.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care now!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make; I have a monthly subscription to Cosmo mag. and Glamour mag... And this is an article from the May 2007 issue of cosmo... let me know what you guys think... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dated this guy once. We fell in lust, played sleepovers, introduced our friends, SMSed each other incessantly and proposed things we knew we'd never follow through. it was glorious. Then he went overseas for two months. At first, we smsed daily, and used MSN Messenger enthusiastically. then it trickled down to the odd email. Finally, it waned to sporadic SMSs when we were drunk or lonely. And then one day I smsed him and got this reply: 'Hey babe. I'm buying fresh lobster at the market. Hope every thing's good in your world. take Care X ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was over... &lt;br /&gt;I had been "take cared" , and when you've been take cared, you simply get your coat and leave quietly. Otherwise you risk being a 'Person who just doesn't get it ' and these are the ppl who earn the unfortunate name of 'the psycho' in dating folklore. &lt;br /&gt;When the guy you're seeing finishes an sms, e-mail or conversation with Take Care, he's saying: Hey' we've had fun, but Ive moved on, so look after yourself, and, well, don't contact me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, But, 'says your heart', it can it not just be him genuinely wishing me health and happiness? sure, it can. For good. because what can you write back to take care? (other than You too?) You can't write squat. It's designed to come across as final,, because it is Final. The genius of the Take Care lies in its subtlety-its at once pleasant and brutal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i told my friends I'd been Take cared, no explanation was required. "ouch' said one.'what a coward' said another. was he a coward? well, yes and no. he at least had the decency to use the new universal jargon for 'it's over' . But he also took the liberty of playing Relationship Executioner without asking me whether i also thought our expiry date had been reached. we decide he was an a**-hole. Beneath my tough-girl exterior, i was hurt. But on some level, i knew i deserved my take Care. after all, How many times had i Take cared guys? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman take care guys a lot. We're too emotionally aware never to call again(like guys do) so we say something 'nice' instead.(then we never call again) For us, the Take Care is like a 'drive safely' or the 'look after yourself'. Its that motherly thing-its innate. &lt;br /&gt;Know this one? A new guy you 'not really feeling' shows some interest. you say' thanks so much, blah blah, soo busy. Take Care. the words may vary slightly but the formula is the same: we issue the Take care and get on with things, happy it ended sans bad blood. And therein lies the reason we hate getting Take Cared- it has always been our relationship-severing device. &lt;br /&gt;The Take Care isn't a nice thing to experience- but it's a lot better than a deafening silence. so the next time you see or hear those two little words, remember what you said to the last guy you 'weren't into' Because if what you said to him wasn't 'I'm gay', chances are you gave him the Take Care. Seems all really IS fair in love and dating... You Take Care now!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. what do u guys think? i have been trying to think of how many Take care's I have sent/received... without even knowing that this is what it meant really!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2092781954092856376?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2092781954092856376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2092781954092856376&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2092781954092856376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2092781954092856376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/take-care-now.html' title='Take Care now!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3260199129540936065</id><published>2007-04-20T13:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:36:48.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Comments</title><content type='html'>firstly, i would just like the durban bloggers to know, we also had a blog-meet, and although it wasnn't long enough to actually take photos like u guys, and post them, we ALSO had a nice time. hahahaha...(hope you guys are jealous now:) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen the new Vodacom ad??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its so adorable... Mo has a girlfriend called Moesha.. (tacky i know..)and as much i dont like Vodacom right now( they employ a**-Holes, like the Loser, there adverts are the coolest, unlike MTN... the latest one being the four dudes on the threadmill.... (seen that one yet??? ) as you guys can guess, i watch alot of tv... its called procrastination... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to vent about, and no life-altering episodes to tell, so, hope everyone has a lovely weekend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Ruby Ruby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3260199129540936065?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3260199129540936065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3260199129540936065&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3260199129540936065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3260199129540936065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/odd-comments.html' title='Odd Comments'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3305829366484368051</id><published>2007-04-19T15:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T15:42:32.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Attempt at a video!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, im trying to add the RUBY video onto my blog, as suggested by MOE, and with the kind help of Sweet-essence, but im not sure if its going to work... (its my first attempt with all this tech. stuff, so plz forgive me if it shows up as a code, and nothing else... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.cink{font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:a9a9a9;font-weight:normal;text-decoration:none;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div id='vid1' style='width:320;text-align:center;font:normal 13px tahoma;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.videocure.us/videos/2/k/c19614f9bba3a9fd5c59509f45dd5f8c.html' target='_blank'&gt;Ruby Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id='lyrics' style='width:320;text-align:center;background-color:000000;font:normal 10px tahoma;color:a9a9a9;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kaiser-chiefs-lyrics/ruby-lyrics.html' target='_blank' class='cink'&gt;Ruby lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.elyrics.net/song/k/kaiser-chiefs-lyrics.html' target='_blank' class='cink'&gt;Kaiser Chiefs lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-mplayer2" classid="6BF52A52-394A-11d3-B153-00C04F79FAA6" height="280" width="320" style="filter:xray"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="fileName" value="http://www.wiredseek.com/videos/2/k/993fec6bf2b0fb397b20c5b15f75d049.asx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="URL" value="http://www.wiredseek.com/videos/2/k/993fec6bf2b0fb397b20c5b15f75d049.asx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="src" value="http://www.wiredseek.com/videos/2/k/993fec6bf2b0fb397b20c5b15f75d049.asx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allownetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="enableJSURL" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="enableHREF" value="false" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="saveEmbedTags" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="showtracker" value="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="showcontrols" value="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="showstatusbar" value="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="autoplay" value="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="loop" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div id='vidcure' style='width:320;text-align:center;background-color:000000'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.videocure.us/videos/1/k/6172f9e16c09b20939c14d97bd641dee.html' target='_blank' class='cink'&gt;Kaiser Chiefs Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id='vidcure1' style='width:320;text-align:center;'&gt;&lt;font style='font-size:13px;font-family:Tahoma;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.videocure.us' target='_blank'&gt;Music Video Codes&lt;/a&gt; by VideoCure&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3305829366484368051?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3305829366484368051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3305829366484368051&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3305829366484368051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3305829366484368051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-attempt-at-video.html' title='First Attempt at a video!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-45995017138661486</id><published>2007-04-11T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T12:13:58.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Song!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, since everyone thinks of me (yay, i feel so loved) when they hear this song on the radio, I have decided to officially adopt it as my theme song for my blog... its playing on Highveld right now !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be really cool, if every time someone visited my blog, this song would play, but even if that was technically possible to do, I'm not tech-smart enough to get it done.. sorry!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the words to sing along: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RUBY by Kaiser Chiefs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Da da daaa, da da daaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Da da daaa, da da daaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it never be said, that romance is dead&lt;br /&gt;Cos there’s so little else occupying my head&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I need except the function to breathe &lt;br /&gt;But I’m not really fussed, doesn’t matter to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya &lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Know what ya doing, doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to lack of interest tomorrow is cancelled&lt;br /&gt;Let the clocks be reset and the pendulums held &lt;br /&gt;Cos there’s nothing at all except the space in between&lt;br /&gt;Finding out what you’re called and repeating your name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya &lt;br /&gt;[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Know what ya doing, doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa, aaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be that you’re joking with me &lt;br /&gt;And you don’t really see you with me&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be that you’re joking with me &lt;br /&gt;And you don’t really see you with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya &lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Know what ya doing, doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa&lt;br /&gt;Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya &lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa (Da da da, da da da)&lt;br /&gt;Know what ya doing, doing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa-ahaa-ahaa, aaaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love from RUBY !!!! mmwwwaahh :-x :-x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-45995017138661486?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/45995017138661486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=45995017138661486&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/45995017138661486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/45995017138661486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/song.html' title='The Song!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5784094238163798390</id><published>2007-04-10T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:15:32.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A century old , with alot of Sole!!</title><content type='html'>My blog officially has 100 posts... and it is now a century old... :) :) Yay for me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys all had a fantabulous weekend... I can only sum-up my wknd with one word... FOOD !!! and lots of it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By last night, i felt as though i had put on at least five kilos, but my clothes still fit this morning, so, i guess it wasn't that bad, but boy, did i eat alot of Junk food... on Friday afternoon, after the usual family lunch (you know, when everyone is at home be cos of the holiday, so the Friday lunch is as big as a Sunday lunch) yep, that one, I went to the fete in Mayfair (sultan bahu fete)with my brother and his wife, and a cousin of mine. It was dusty, windy and lots of people, but, I got hungry the minute we got there, so i bought those cup-of-corn things that are all over now-adays, then, the smell of freshly popped popcorn was too tempting to resist, so, had to get some, by he time we got home, it was in time for supper... (cant remember what i ate though!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the usual, I work at the family business every sat. morning, then I went out for lunch to Jimmy's , couldn't decide what to have, so i ended up having Kingklip AND prawns... then Shaks phoned to ask if i wanted to go with her to the fete, so, I went again, walked around fro about half an hour, put my nephew on the pony ride, and then we went to her place... We were sitting on her hammock (which is very cool, and you can see all the stars in JHb on a clear night) when we both decided that e were hungry, so we went to Cafe nescafe for supper... But, Sweet-tooth that i am, I didn't feel like having anything savoury, ordered a waffle with Nutella, ice cream and whispers.... it was sooo good!!! oh yeah, and a chocolate cappuccino!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the rand Easter show on Sunday with shaks, my sister and bro-in-law and nephew. Briefly this is what i ate: Belgian Waffles, Cheese burger with chips, water, Chip-stix, toffee apple!!! (hey, at least i left out the candy floss right!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday, we had visitors family from the plaas) for4 lunch so had a BIG lunch again, and then we were sitting around and decided to go for a movie, but by the time we got to Sandton, the movie had started already, so we did the next best thing... Haagen Dazs... I had the chocolate brownie ... not the best that Ive tasted, but its quite nice!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that was my wknd in a nut-shell.... I am not in any way obese, I'm really thin, and only weigh 46kgs, so, when i complain about how much i eat people dont believe me, but this weekend was a tad too much, and i pigged out(it was all comfort food ... and i plan on NOT having ANY junk food for the rest of the week... or until i leave for my holiday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5784094238163798390?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5784094238163798390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5784094238163798390&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5784094238163798390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5784094238163798390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/century-old-with-alot-of-sole.html' title='A century old , with alot of Sole!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4993300575617120588</id><published>2007-04-05T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:42.551+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Men in Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfZRdRCI/AAAAAAAAABY/HbNxs71cP9I/s1600-h/men+in+trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfZRdRCI/AAAAAAAAABY/HbNxs71cP9I/s320/men+in+trees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049903514107331618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfpRdRDI/AAAAAAAAABg/hb5VO6LDWH8/s1600-h/men+in+trees1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfpRdRDI/AAAAAAAAABg/hb5VO6LDWH8/s320/men+in+trees1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049903518402298930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfpRdREI/AAAAAAAAABo/02Gxqk5BYtA/s1600-h/men+in+trees+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfpRdREI/AAAAAAAAABo/02Gxqk5BYtA/s320/men+in+trees+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049903518402298946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if everyone knows, but I just loved the series Sex and The City, and was really upset when it ended, so, when i heard that Men in Trees were by the same producers, I eagerly awaited for the pilot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you that haven't even heard of it? where have you been? definitely not driving on the M1 in JHb, cos there has been this huge billboard advertising it for two months before it began... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway: the story is based on this woman, who is an author of a best-seller, based on what actually men are all about,.... But she has been recently dumped by her Fiancee 9she caught him in bed with someone) and so, she packed up and found herself in Alaska... with a huge shortage of women.... Its quite entertaining, and I can really relate to this woman.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that she said in last weeks episode, really made lots of sense and i think that its something that everyone wants... &lt;br /&gt;"I'm just scared that when it gets better, and i know it will, there wont be anyone to share my joy " ... ( this is also my greatest fear, to be alone) &lt;br /&gt;" you Can't be the best to someone special till You the best to yourself... ( that's why you have to love yourself, before someone else can love you) &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;this last quote is for all the single friends: &lt;br /&gt;Being alone isn't something to suffer through, its something to celebrate and when the universe will see how happy you are, it will celebrate with you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men in Trees is on air, on Thursday evening at 19H30 on DStv series channel 36... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4993300575617120588?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4993300575617120588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4993300575617120588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4993300575617120588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4993300575617120588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/men-in-trees.html' title='Men in Trees'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RhTcfZRdRCI/AAAAAAAAABY/HbNxs71cP9I/s72-c/men+in+trees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5931985921956115468</id><published>2007-04-05T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T12:01:00.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you !!!</title><content type='html'>This feeble attempt of a poem is dedicated to 'Loser Guy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldn't, but i do, &lt;br /&gt;I still keep thinking about you... &lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldn't, but i do, &lt;br /&gt;I still want to talk to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you all about my day, &lt;br /&gt;all the good and bad... &lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice, see your handsome face, &lt;br /&gt;you were able to make me smile &lt;br /&gt;when i was feeling sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss getting an sms, or the HELLO on msn... &lt;br /&gt;I miss your sweet "miss u, thinking of u " msgs the most, &lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that i could feel so lost... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there is some other woman, and you probably don't even think about me... &lt;br /&gt;But, for a little while, U made me feel as though i was the most important person in your world, and I made you mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss YOU !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5931985921956115468?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5931985921956115468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5931985921956115468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5931985921956115468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5931985921956115468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you !!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-6836398311805346607</id><published>2007-04-04T10:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:17:02.595+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>I was going to do a really long post, on my exciting weekend, but i have no time... going out for lunch with the crew at work, so, i will just do it briefly.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a hot-air balloon ride ... it was awesome, and so romantic... i spent the sat. nite out with best friend #2 since best friend # 1 was "otherwise occupied" and since we are both recently single again, we went out 'on a date' with each other.... so, following the really cool balloon ride, we watched a sweet chic flick "its a boy/girl thing" (we didnt know what it was all about when we were buyin the tickets) but its was a nice, light comedy, more suitable for teenagers though!!! and then, we had Baglios Pistachio and Bacio Ice-cream yummmm.... &lt;br /&gt;on Sunday , had a Honours Class of Biochemistry reunion (yeah, its such a long time ago) that we can have a reunion... and its such fun, and we made such a big noise at JB's at Melrose Arch, that im sure the other ppl having lunch thought we were a crazy bunch!!! sad part , was taht from the 11 of us that studied together, only two us were single, the rest of the bunch came along with significant others... oh well!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta dash now ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-6836398311805346607?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/6836398311805346607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=6836398311805346607&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6836398311805346607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/6836398311805346607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8268693320044518750</id><published>2007-04-03T13:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T13:35:16.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful world of TAG</title><content type='html'>New round on tag... this time courtesy of &lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;://icanbuyhappiness.blogspot.com"&gt;Lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructions are to answer every question with an answer of three words. No more, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? - In my Pocket&lt;br /&gt;2. Boyfriend/girlfriend? – No, single !!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair? – Long, straight, Brown&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? – the best cook&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? – The best dad&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite item(s)? – Car,bed,radio&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? –Cant remember&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? – Red Grapetiser&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream guy/girl? – Has been ordered!&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you are in? – data analysis room&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? – growing old alone&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you want to be in 10 years? – Dr of Biochemistry&lt;br /&gt;13. Who did you hang out with last night? - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you not? – A blonde bimbo&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you in love? - thought i was!, but no!&lt;br /&gt;16. One of your wish list items? – A prada boot&lt;br /&gt;17. What time is it? – way past lunchtime!&lt;br /&gt;18. The last thing you did? – fetched liquid nitrogen (im at work okay )&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing? – Jeans, shirt, lab-coat&lt;br /&gt;20. Your favorite book? – Taj Mahal&lt;br /&gt;21. The last thing you ate? - toasted cheese n tomato&lt;br /&gt;22. Your life? – could be better&lt;br /&gt;23. Your mood? – biopolar- sad n happy&lt;br /&gt;24. Your friends? – make me smile&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you thinking about right now? - Saturday night out&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you doing at this moment? - Answering this tag&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? – Is always great&lt;br /&gt;28. Your relationship status? - Single-25, JHB&lt;br /&gt;29. What is on your TV screen? – no TV here&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? – about an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" &lt;a" href="http://concerningmjk.blogspot.com"&gt;http://concerningmjk.blogspot.com"&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamlife.wordpress.com"&gt;Dreamlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweet-essence.blogspot.com"&gt;fatima&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://electricsphagetti.blogspot.com"&gt;saaleha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-lone-writer.blogspot.com"&gt;K-Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singleguyct.blogspot.com"&gt;single guy CT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rhymews.blogspot.com"&gt;R &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8268693320044518750?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8268693320044518750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8268693320044518750&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8268693320044518750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8268693320044518750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/04/wonderful-world-of-tag.html' title='Wonderful world of TAG'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5740985803754122727</id><published>2007-03-29T13:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T13:10:26.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What every Kiss means...</title><content type='html'>I think this so much of BS... but anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the stomach =    Im ready&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Forehead = "i hope we're together forever"&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Ear =            Your my everything&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Cheek =       "We're friends"&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Hand =        "I adore you"&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Neck =        "we belong together"&lt;br /&gt;~Kiss on the Shoulder =  "I want you"&lt;br /&gt; ~Kiss on the Lips =         I like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the gesture means...&lt;br /&gt;~Holding Hands =               "we definitely like each other"&lt;br /&gt; ~Slap on the Butt =           "That's mine"&lt;br /&gt; ~Holding on tight =            "i don't want to let go"&lt;br /&gt;~Looking into each other's Eyes = "i just plain like you"&lt;br /&gt;~Playing with Hair =            "Tell me you love me"&lt;br /&gt;~Arms around the Waist = "I like you too much to let go"&lt;br /&gt; ~Laughing while Kissing = "I am completely comfortable with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;--Advice-- Dont ask for a kiss, take one. If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely in Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5740985803754122727?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5740985803754122727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5740985803754122727&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5740985803754122727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5740985803754122727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-every-kiss-means.html' title='What every Kiss means...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5625205902110998677</id><published>2007-03-23T11:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:48:42.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Those of you that have been reading my posts over the last two weeks know what I has been happennine regarding "the Guy" ... well, I have been thinking alot, and I have realised taht I am very proud of myself and the way that i have handled the entire situation. I have not over-reacted (as some ppl have done in similiar instances) and I dont think that im bordering on the suicidal/pyschotic etc.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I have realised that my chosen career may be my downfall; you see, since i am scientist, i tend to overanalyze even the slightest thing, and i need a reason and explaination for every.. little.. atomic-sized thing said or done... and that is why I am always going over conversations and meetings etc. trying to get it from evry angle.. but, sometimes,  tangible answers are not possible and i all my wisdom I have accepted the fact that he was just "a loser" and didn't deserve me, or he would have still been around, and i am sure that Allah in his infinite wisdom will bestow upon me something bigger and better in the future( hopefully not too distant future.. like when im 35 or something!)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling my brother about the situation and he looked and me and said: I would tell you that everything happens for a reason, but since you are  a scientist, i will try and putting it in your language... For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction" i stared at him blankly, cos i was sure if he meant my action was wrong/The loser's action was wrong/ the entire situation was wrong???? and he wouldnt elaborate either... He just told me not to be sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, coming to more exciting news....&lt;br /&gt;I am going on a holiday !!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kulula had a special running last thursday and friday, and i managed to get myself a return flight to Cape Town for only R400.... Its still a while away, Im flying down on the 9th of May(wed.)  until the 15th(tues) ... initially, i planned on going only for the wknd, but somehow extended it to almost a week... so, im not quite sure what im gonna be doing all those days, (any CT bloggers want to meet up for coffee/lunch plz  mail me) since the friend whose place that i will be at, will be at work during the day in any case... but, i think i need a break, and it also serves as motivation for me to work really hard( considering all the public holidays in April) so that i at least have some sort of results to show to my supervisor as proof before i ask her (very sweetly) for a week's leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for this weekend, I have so many social happenings, im going to be exhuasted come mondya morning( normally my wknd consists of a movie and some shopping ) but, this evening, im meant to be going to the pro20 finals (weather permitting) cos its raining today, then tomorrow evening is a "campus reunion " braai, with all my old pals that have now moved into the "real world' (and im still living the student life" as they put it... ) and sunday, i am attending a wedding of a freind taht was at campus with me, in the east rand, and then i have to rush and drive all the way to Sandton, for a bridal-shower at three...  (theme of the shower is High tea.. so entry only if you have gloves and a hat ) going to be soo cool! so, im so glad that i have interesting things to do this wknd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5625205902110998677?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5625205902110998677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5625205902110998677&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5625205902110998677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5625205902110998677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3267490235558530901</id><published>2007-03-20T11:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:53:00.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag ...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://dreamlife.wordpress.com"&gt; Dreamlife&lt;/a&gt;… Five things you don’t know about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      I am a gentle soul, and avoid confrontations of any sort, at all costs (prob the reason why people think they can walk all over me)&lt;br /&gt;2)      I love sushi, and have it at least twice a week… (I can hear the resounding yucks),I love eating ice-cream and can have some for breakfast lunch and supper, and my favourite holiday destination only has one requirement : the beach! (I know, typical inlander..) &lt;br /&gt;3)      I am a lazy bum when it comes to exercising, and don’t go to gym or do any form of exercise, but Im constantly stressed out, so, that my way of losing weight!&lt;br /&gt;4)      If you are my friend, and need help, I will do anything in my power to help you, and I make the effort to keep in contact with friends from years gone by… and if someone has done something for me, you will be in my good graces forever but If anyone hurts me I will forgive, but never forget and will cut ties with that person for life!&lt;br /&gt;5)      I love going to amusement parks like Gold Reef City, and acting like a complete kid and sitting on all the rides etc. and my best friend and I used to use the excuse of going to the zoo lake for walks on a Sunday morning, spend about half an hour sitting on the swings acting like kids, and then going for a not so healthy breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;a href= "http://concerningmjk.blogspot.com"&gt;MJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;a href= "http://rhymesws.blogspot.com"&gt;R&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;a href= "http://the-lone-writer.blogspot.com"&gt; K-Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;a href= "http://beingsafiyya.blogspot.com"&gt;Safunlimited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;a href= "http://icanbuyhappiness.blogspot.com"&gt;LAdy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3267490235558530901?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3267490235558530901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3267490235558530901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3267490235558530901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3267490235558530901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/tag.html' title='Tag ...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1968583983188216628</id><published>2007-03-20T11:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:40:46.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's Rules</title><content type='html'>Following recent events regarding “The Guy” and the end of whatever the “shit” you could call it….. Relationship/friendship/sinking ship….. I have sat down, and come up with the following rules…. Which, I am planning on presenting to the next sorrowful bastard that comes my way… And, him he does not like these “rules” he can go lump himself, along with any other jerk face…. And before anyone says ‘ruby, you are being too harsh” let me just say, im fed up now, and these rules are Mine, and Mine alone, and any Man, who is Man enough should accept them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so the plan is that if I meet someone (through whichever medium, be it family, friends, or just bumping into him at the shopping mall…. (Yeah right!) I will either have a hard-copy of these rules, or I will email/fax/post him a copy as soon as possible…. (If I feel that he is worthy of getting these rules!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here are &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RUBY’S RULES ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)      I don’t have time to waste on meaningless friendships, whereby the one party doesn’t even want to call it as such, therefore, I will not speak to any person having recently being acquainted, for longer than a period of ONE month… If the party in question is from a foreign land i.e. not JHB, than this period MAY be extended to six weeks…. But no longer…&lt;br /&gt;Following the given time period, the relationship/friendship WILL be given a definite title…. And a detailed explanation of where the party foresees this “arrangement” heading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2)      If you are looking for a friend/buddy ‘ol pal… sorry, but try looking somewhere else, I do not agree to Meeting random people for the fun of extending my social circle, it’s big enough as is, with more meaningful friends…. So, following the first meet, the person will have three options (sort of like the show deal or no deal) where he will have the chance to choose… Yes, Maybe or No… if it is a Yes or Maybe from both of us, then the month rule will come into practice, but, if it’s a No from either side, that will be it, and we will part ways…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3)      Within the trial month, do not expect ANY sort of physical contact. If I feel like holding your hand/kiss hello or goodbye on the cheek, I will do it, but you cannot!!!!  It’s MY CALL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4)      I will only agree to meet you “secretly” for the stated period of one month. Following this, if the person in question feels that this situation is heading somewhere (besides down the drain) I would like to be informed of the direction, and the person will then be required to meet my family (all 7 members at once!) (This would be the ultimate test since my brother and brother –in-law together would scare anyone), and meet my friends immediately&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5)      I would also expect to meet the person’s family at this time, so, that I am a ‘known entity”, not just some vague being!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6)      I do not meet random people, so, I would like to once again, emphasize… Your intention has got to be made crystal clear….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7)      If you do show an interest, I expect “lots” of attention…. I do not appreciate being ignored, and although I have never been the whiny, nag type before, I will expect at least two calls a day… with detailed description of what your day has been like…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8)      If you do not show a vested interest in me, my life and my work, and you feel that your job/life is more important, then, you had better leave right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9)      I will not be a second-best, so, if there are ANY other girls that you are seeing/considering/ chatting to/ doing a samoosa run with/ then consider this ‘over’. If you say “there is no-one’ I will take this as an admission that there IS another girl and until such time that sources (and I HAVE sources all-over) find out otherwise, I will believe that there is in fact another girl and MAY just show you the door… since I expect total honesty regarding such girls…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;10)  I need “my time” as well, so, in the initial stages, 1-2 times a week is all I will make time for i.e. in the allocated month, we will only meet for a max of 8 times IF both parties are interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;11)  If you are an only child, and feel that the world and I  owe you for your lack of self-esteem and boring life, then I apologize, and my advise is go forth and do a “brangelina” ADOPT A SIBLING , cos I don’t give a flying f***!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12)  If you are&lt;br /&gt;25-28 yrs old, and suffering from Quarter life Crisis--- GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;28-30 yrs old and dreading the new decade of your life and don’t know where you at --- (look under your bed) and GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;30-34 yrs old and still not sure what you want, I can’t help you, you probably going to become senile and if by now you don’t know, im sorry to be the one to tell you, that you never going to know either…. GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;Older than 34--- sorry, that’s way over the hill, and you need not apply!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will probably think of some other rules soon, and may add them on at a later stage!!! (Anyone with other rules is welcome to add them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Disclaimer: I know that these rules my make me seem like a jaded, crazy bitch, but it’s MY rules, so negative and snide comments will not be taken note …&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1968583983188216628?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1968583983188216628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1968583983188216628&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1968583983188216628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1968583983188216628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/rubys-rules.html' title='Ruby&apos;s Rules'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4912215787890873418</id><published>2007-03-15T10:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:07:49.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 4 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure everyone has heard of 94.7 Highveld , the coolest radio station in SA... (those ppl that don't live in jhb, will disagree i know!) well, every morning on the Rude Awakening, they have the homework hotline, and on monday a 8 yr old kid wanted to know : How come tears come out of our eyes when we cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the reply:&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow from our eyes when we cry because they contain chemicals and hormones produced by our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;When we become upset, our brains and bodies overreact and work overtime by producing chemicals and hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Crying helps eliminate these extra chemicals that we don't need.&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals and hormones disappear from our body through the form of tears. As our tears flow, they sooth our sadness or distress by withdrawing these chemical agents.&lt;br /&gt;That is why many people feel calmer or more refreshed after crying--because the tears get rid of these hormones that are produced when we are sad, happy, or distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however, am going to have to disagree this the last statement, about feeling better and refreshed after a cry... Cos once i start crying, i cant seem to stop, and when i do eventually stop crying, i feel even more miserable than before... does anyone else feel the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure you guys are wondering what the hell im going on about... and im getting to a point i promise... see, on friday, it was six months since 'The Guy ' and i met, and i had promised myself, that i would ask him what his thought on our relationship were, are this milestone... so, i built up my courage, and since i didnt speak to him on sat, i asked him on sunday .....and lets jussay.. i didnt get the response that i was looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize briefly, he doesnt feel as though he is in a relationship, and as though im his girlfriend etc, since we so far away, and he doesnt get to see me often (is that my fault) and he doesnt think that a relationship can work in this way... (i am of the thought, that you can make it work if u want it to) and also, since we dont spend much time together, he feels as though he is alone anyway, and y couldnt we have just met when he was still in jhb? to which i replied that we didnt, we met knowong that there was this distance between us, and it wasnt an issue before, so y make it one now?... so, i told him, if he is trying to break-up with me in a subtle way, he must just say so, and not come up with such sad excuses, so, he then said that he doesnt really know waht to do, but he doenst think we know each other well enough to commit (hello.... we have been chatting to each other everyday for 6 freaking months) and he doesnt expect me to wait till he figures his screwed up mind out, so if i do get a better option, or meet someone else, i should keep my options open (BS i tell u) but, in the same breath he says that he doesnt think we can be just freinds, but we shouldnt say we in a relationship... so, i told him that it seems as though he is afraid of commitment, since everything is hunky-dory but the minute i ask about the future, he gets all psycho, (" u in my space " crazy) and i have enough friends and i dont need anymore, thank u very much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so, for two nights we had the same conversations, where he feels taht if you have to make an effort to even see the person, then its not right, because he feels that things are jsut supposed to fall into place, which i dont agree with, cos i think if u sit on your ass and wiat for things to fall out from the sky, you gonna be waiting a really long time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the confused soul says, that he is happy with me since we met, becuase he feels as though im the female version of him, we talk and think and even do the same things, and we just fit so well together, but 'i dont know" !!!! I was so frustrated i tell u , cos every two minuts, he said "i dont know" ..... so, eventually, i got a headache from thinking about this whole thing and ended the conv, but he said 'spk to u tom" to which i replied, no, i dont have the time/ebergy to spk to my friends everyday, so i wont spk to u tom.... and he just sighed.... and i havent heard from him since !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, im all upset, and dont know what to think or do anymore... my one best friend thinks he is the biggest loser under the sun and i should just leave it, and other friend thinks maybe he just needs to miss me , and then he will realise what he is losing out on... but i donty have the energy to even think anymore... this whole relationship thing sucks... big time, and i think as we get older, we just looks for things to complicate, as though life isnt tough enough already.. but what im dreading the most form all this, is finding myself single aagin, and being set-up on tsunami-style disaster dates once again, in the near future!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is gonna comment, please i dont need to feel any crappier, so, please refrain from any "i told u so" and other negative comments directed towards me in this whole situation is ... cos i am not at fault, and i did not ask to be hurt once again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4912215787890873418?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4912215787890873418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4912215787890873418&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4912215787890873418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4912215787890873418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-3851551349872588513</id><published>2007-03-15T10:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:57:09.859+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sure everyone has heard of 94.7 Highveld , the coolest radio station in SA... (those ppl that don't live in jhb, will disagree i know!) well, every morning on the Rude Awakening, they have the homework hotline, and on monday a 8 yr old kid wanted to know : How come tears come out of our eyes when we cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the reply:&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow from our eyes when we cry because they contain chemicals and hormones produced by our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;When we become upset, our brains and bodies overreact and work overtime by producing chemicals and hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Crying helps eliminate these extra chemicals that we don't need.&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals and hormones disappear from our body through the form of tears. As our tears flow, they sooth our sadness or distress by withdrawing these chemical agents.&lt;br /&gt;That is why many people feel calmer or more refreshed after crying--because the tears get rid of these hormones that are produced when we are sad, happy, or distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however, am going to have to disagree this the last statement, about feeling better and refreshed after a cry... Cos once i start crying, i cant seem to stop, and when i do eventually stop crying, i feel even more miserable than before... does anyone else feel the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure you guys are wondering what the hell im going on about... and im getting to a point i promise... see, on friday, it was six months since 'The Guy ' and i met, and i had promised myself, that i would ask him what his thought on our relationship were, are this milestone... so, i built up my courage, and since i didnt speak to him on sat, i asked him on sunday .....and lets jussay.. i didnt get the response that i was looking for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize briefly, he doesnt feel as though he is in a relationship, and as though im his girlfriend etc, since we so far away, and he doesnt get to see me often (is that my fault) and he doesnt think that a relationship can work in this way... (i am of the thought, that you can make it work if u want it to) and also, since we dont spend much time together, he feels as though he is alone anyway, and y couldnt we have just met when he was still in jhb? to which i replied that we didnt, we met knowong that there was this distance between us, and it wasnt an issue before, so y make it one now?... so, i told him, if he is trying to break-up with me in a subtle way, he must just say so, and not come up with such sad excuses, so, he then said that he doesnt really know waht to do, but he doenst think we know each other well enough to commit (hello.... we have been chatting to each other everyday for 6 freaking months) and he doesnt expect me to wait till he figures his screwed up mind out, so if i do get a better option, or meet someone else, i should keep my options open (BS i tell u) but, in the same breath he says that he doesnt think we can be just freinds, but we shouldnt say we in a relationship... so, i told him that it seems as though he is afraid of commitment, since everything is hunky-dory but the minute i ask about the future, he gets all psycho, (" u in my space " crazy) and i have enough friends and i dont need anymore, thank u very much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so, for two nights we had the same conversations, where he feels taht if you have to make an effort to even see the person, then its not right,  because he feels that things are jsut supposed to fall into place, which i dont agree with, cos i think if u sit on your ass and wiat for things to fall out from the sky, you gonna be waiting a really long time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the confused soul says, that he is happy with me since we met, becuase he feels a sthough im the female version of him, we talk and think and even do the same things, and we just fit so well together, but 'i dont know" !!!!  I was so frustrated i tell u , cos every two minuts, he said "i dont know" ..... so, eventually, i got a headache from thinking about this whole thing and ended the conv, but he said 'spk to u tom" to which i replied, no, i dont have the time/ebergy to spk to my friends everyday, so i wont spk to u tom.... and he just sighed.... and i havent heard from him since !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, im all upset, and dont know what to think or do anymore... my one best friend thinks he is the biggest loser under the sun and i should just leave it, and other friend thinks maybe he just needs to miss me , and then he will realise what he is losing out on... but i donty have the energy to even think anymore... this whole relationship thing sucks... big time, and i think as we get older, we just looks for things to complicate, as though life isnt tough enough already.. but what im dreading the most form all this, is finding myself single aagin, and being set-up on tsunami-style disaster dates once again, in the near future!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone is gonna comment, please i dont need to feel any crappier, so, please refrain from any "i told u so" and other negative comments directed towards  me in this whole situation is ... cos i am not at fault, and i did not ask to be hurt once again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-3851551349872588513?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/3851551349872588513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=3851551349872588513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3851551349872588513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/3851551349872588513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sure-everyone-has-heard-of-94.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1125013905248039182</id><published>2007-02-14T16:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:43.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031402101422206482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RdMhjcFsrhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IJXQB38Trk8/s400/rabia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031403029135142434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="107" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RdMiZcFsriI/AAAAAAAAABI/xy5ozEvXlFc/s400/images+rabia.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to everyone.... Hope that you all have an awesomely stunning day, and that special person in our life makes you feel like your worth the million that are worth!!! (not just today, but everyday!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And to all the single guys and gals.... An extra special wish, may Cupid shoot his arrow straight into your soul-mate's heart, and may you find the love of your life, who will cherish and adore you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1125013905248039182?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1125013905248039182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1125013905248039182&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1125013905248039182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1125013905248039182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RdMhjcFsrhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IJXQB38Trk8/s72-c/rabia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-1766781222587655973</id><published>2007-02-09T10:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:24:08.212+02:00</updated><title type='text'>True value of a wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;taken from The Muslim Woman mag. Volume 8, edition 1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I found this article really touching.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Value of a Wife by Shaykh Abdullah Adhami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Holy Prophet (SAW) said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"the believers who show the most perfect faith are those who have the best disposition and the best of you are those who are best to their wives." (at-Tirmidhi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By getting married, you are not just getting a wife, you are getting your whole world. from now until the rest of your days your wife will be your partner, your companion, and your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will share your moments, your days, and your years. She will share your joys and your sorrows, your successes and failures, your dreams and your fears. When you are ill, she will take the best care of you, when you need help, she will do all she can for you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you haver a secret, she will keeo it, when you need advice, she will give you the best advice. She will always be with you; when you wake up in the morning the first thing your eyes will see will be hers, during the day, she will be with you, if for a moment she is not with you by her physical body, she will be thinking of you, praying for you with all her heart, mind and soul; when you go to sleep at night, the last thing your eyes will see will be her; and when you are asleep you will still see her in your dreams. In short, she will be your whole world, and you will be her whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best description that i personally have ever read describing the closeness of the spouses to each other is the Quranic verse which says; " They are your germents and you are their garments" (Surah Al-Baqarah 2: 187)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, spouses are like garments to each other becuase they provide one another with the protection, the comfort, the support, and the adornment that garments provide to humans. Just imagine a journey in the winter of Alaska without garments! Our spouses provide us with the same level of comfort, protection, cover, and support in the journey of our lives on this earth as garments would do in the Alaskan journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship between the spouses is the most amazing of all human relations: the amount of love and affection, intimacy and closeness, mercy and compassion, peace and tranquility that fills the hearts of the spouses is simply inexplicable. The only rational explanantion for these most amazing of all human feelings is that; It is an act of Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala , "And Allah has made for you Mates (and Companions) of your own nature" (Surah An Nahl 16:72)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only our Almighty Allah in His Infinite power, Boundless Mercy, and Great Wisdom can create and ingrain these amazing and blessed feelings in the hearts of spouses. in fact, Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala is remaning those wjo search ofr His sighns in the universe that these feelings in the hearts of the spouses are among the signs that should guide humans to His existence as he says in the Qur'an, " And among His signs is this, that He cretaed for you mates from amongst yourselves that you may dwell in tranquility with them and He has put love and mercy between your hearts; verily in that are signs for those who reflect." (Surah Ar Rum 30:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is common that spouses vow to love and honour their spouses until death do them part. love should never end and we do believe ther eis life after death where those who did righteousness in this world will be joined by their spouses. ( Surah Al Zukhruf 43:70)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-1766781222587655973?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/1766781222587655973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=1766781222587655973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1766781222587655973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/1766781222587655973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-value-of-wife.html' title='True value of a wife'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4168486127600589128</id><published>2007-02-02T15:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:52:28.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the ladies</title><content type='html'>got this email today.. had such a laugh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A WOMAN'S HEART IS LIKE A CIRCUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There is always room for another clown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;WHAT CAN ONE GIVE TO A MAN WHO THINKS HE HAS IT ALL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A woman to show him how it all works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DO BLACK WIDOW SPIDERS KILL THE MALE AFTER COPULATION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To stop the loud snoring even before it starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DO MEN LIKE TO MARRY VIRGINS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because they cannot stand criticism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU CALL AN INTERESTING MAN WHERE YOU LIVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A tourist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DID GOD CREATE MEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because vibrators cannot mow the lawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT DO CLITORIS, ANNIVERSARIES AND THE TOILET BOWL HAVE IN COMMON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Men miss them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DO SO MANY WOMEN FAKE ORGASM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because men fake foreplay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY IS IT THAT ONLY 10% OF MEN GO TO HEAVEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If all men went to heaven it would simply be hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MEN AND PIGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pigs do not turn into men after drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY ARE MEN IN BED LIKE MICROWAVE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After 30 seconds they are both done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT DISEASE PARALYSES WOMEN FROM THE WASTE DOWN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DO MEN HAVE A CLEAN CONSCIENCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because they never use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DID GOD FIRST CREATE MAN AND THEN CREATED WOMAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because experiments are first done on animals before applying them to humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY DO MEN LOVE INTELLIGENT WOMEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because opposites attract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT IS THE SMALLEST BOOK IN THE WORLD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Everything that men know about women"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MEN AND FRUIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fruit eventually gets ripe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY ARE BATTERIES BETTER THAN MEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At least they have a positive side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY IS IT NOT POSSIBLE FOR A MAN TO HAVE A GOOD CHARACTER AND BE INTELLIGENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE SAME TIME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If that were the case he would be a woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHAT DID GOD SAY AFTER HE CREATED MAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can perfect this creature....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHY ARE MILLIONS OF SPERMS NEEDED TO FERTILIZE ONE SINGLE EGG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because sperms are male and refuse to ask for directions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHEN DOES A MAN LOOSE 90% OF HIS INTELLIGENCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When he becomes a widow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WHEN DOES A MAN LOOSE THE REMAINING 10%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When his dog dies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4168486127600589128?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4168486127600589128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4168486127600589128&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4168486127600589128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4168486127600589128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/02/something-for-ladies.html' title='Something for the ladies'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4484367965024783888</id><published>2007-01-26T08:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T08:53:05.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>another round of confusion!!</title><content type='html'>update: the whole hanging up story has been kinda sorted out, but 'Mr arrogant' told me that i should know "he will never call a person that hangs up on him back, ever" .. so, i said sorry, i didn't know you were so over-sensitive about such a trivial thing, and i will never hung up again.. but now he has another stupid issue.. i swear, its like he is digging for things to argue about, only difference is that he does argue straight out, he just goes into silent mode, and i cant do that, i have to sort any issue out straight away.. &lt;br /&gt;new issue:(via sms, wed. nite) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: tell me, am i holding you back?&lt;br /&gt;Me: what do u mean? &lt;br /&gt;Him: we don't really discuss our 'friendship" and i know us being set-up like we were means there is only one intention and i haven't committed to anything, so, is there any other guy? other proposals? &lt;br /&gt;Me: (WTF) there will always be other ppl trying to intro. me to someone, but i don't think it would be fair to me, you or the third person, to consider, i don't do the "line the guys up thing" &lt;br /&gt;Him: what do u mean you, me and them? &lt;br /&gt;Me: i wont just meet anyone right now, be cos i don't want to meet anyone else.. &lt;br /&gt;Him: ok, i just don't want to think that i am holding you back, leading you on or preventing you from moving onto greener pastures.. so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;Me: i think we need to talk about this&lt;br /&gt;Him: (avoiding nicely) its late, we will chat tom.. on msn&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, on msn during the day.. he is acting like nothing was wrong, so i asked "are you goinh to explain the smses? and he said" it was straightforward, no hidden meanings?.. i asked if we could discuss it over the phone rather and he said okay, later or tonight,, but its now Fri. morn. and he hasn't called! so now.. I'm done, cant take being ignored , I didn't do anything wrong, so if he has an issue, or all these thoughts floating in head, and he doesnt want to dicuss it, he can deal with it, and call me when he has sorted his screwed up head out!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, My neighbour wants to "set-up' a meeting for me for some guy that is "very nice, and a really good guy" so, maybe i should agree!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4484367965024783888?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4484367965024783888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4484367965024783888&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4484367965024783888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4484367965024783888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-round-of-confusion.html' title='another round of confusion!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7682750866800523678</id><published>2007-01-25T14:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:43.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The world's most stunning twins</title><content type='html'>Anyone know where i can find either one of them...totally yummy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVgZjjjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rraSa0sQjR8/s1600-h/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVgZjjjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rraSa0sQjR8/s400/twins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023940576154979890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVwZjjkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HxYSPjGGh4M/s1600-h/twins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVwZjjkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HxYSPjGGh4M/s400/twins2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023940580449947202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVwZjjlI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4J5G8qOraEE/s1600-h/twins3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVwZjjlI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4J5G8qOraEE/s400/twins3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023940580449947218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7682750866800523678?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7682750866800523678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7682750866800523678&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7682750866800523678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7682750866800523678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/worlds-most-stunning-twins.html' title='The world&apos;s most stunning twins'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbifVgZjjjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/rraSa0sQjR8/s72-c/twins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7132676260150209221</id><published>2007-01-25T10:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:43.504+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahahahaha..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbhpJwZjjiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wrdaq8lom6s/s1600-h/barbie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbhpJwZjjiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wrdaq8lom6s/s400/barbie.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023881000663617058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its dumb, but I need the humour, A "very serious" post regarding my life and happenings, will follow shortly (later today or tomorrow) right now i need chocolate, lots and lots of chocolate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7132676260150209221?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7132676260150209221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7132676260150209221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7132676260150209221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7132676260150209221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahahahahahahaha.html' title='hahahahahahahaha..'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hX3qsZHcgQE/RbhpJwZjjiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wrdaq8lom6s/s72-c/barbie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-2818807635679066913</id><published>2007-01-23T10:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:29:15.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im getting a bit frustrated with "the guy " now... &lt;br /&gt;here's the story why, so, you decide if I'm being a psycho bitch and over-reacting... Or maybe he is just having a really bad case of PMS.. but, the thing is, i am a LEO, and because i am a Leo, i constantly need attention, okay, so i may be just using my star-sign a san excuse, but, i hate being ignored.. even if it was my fault that he is now ignoring me! &lt;br /&gt;We were having a chat on Friday evening while he was waiting for his friend to go out for supper, and he mentioned something that is a constant bother to my sanity, so, i acted as though i was upset, and said "okay then, Bye'.. and ended the call, thinking that he would be sweet and call me back... but, the jerk didn't.. so i sent an sms and said "i was joking, you're supposed to call back.." NO REPLY... Come Saturday, and still no message or call so i smsed and he replied immediately, so i thought he wasn't upset anymore, but me being a complete stress-aholic, i told him to that i needed to tell him something so will he please call me when he has a few minutes to spare (I'm not being a cheap-skate) and i was planning on apologising to him when he did call.. but once again he didn't.. the whole evening! On Sunday, my family and I had to go to a small farm-town where my mum's side of the family live (the north-west region), so, was sitting and chatting with all my family, and when i checked my phone, lo-and-behold, an sms from HIM... completely normal, but, i was busy so didn't get a chance to reply (i know, sad excuse but you know how it is when you with family) and we got home really late, had two reports to finish for Monday morning for meetings with my supervisor so finally got down to replying his message late morning... which he didn't reply.. then, Found out that I'm getting my car back form the panel-beaters this week, so, in my excitement, I sent him an sms to tell him the good news.. No REPLY ! Later yesterday evening, I went to best Friend (shakeera's) house for supper since she left for Cape Town today. She saw how upset i was, so she suggested i call him (this was about 6 pm) but .. you guessed it NO REPLY ... (by now, i was fuming i tell you...so, got home at about half nine, and sent and sent another message... which he replied .. this is how the message conversation went: &lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi are u okay or is something wrong? haven't spoken to you in a while&lt;br /&gt;him: I'm OK.. U OK? &lt;em&gt;( Ruby thinks :WTF? ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm OK,tried calling you earlier &lt;br /&gt;Him: oh &lt;em&gt;( waste of an sms i tell you !)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: just a bit busy dealing with some urgent work issues &lt;br /&gt;Me: okay, didn't you get my missed calls?&lt;br /&gt;him: I was swapping between phones... &lt;em&gt;(never stopped you from calling before did it?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the end of our conversation... and it is now 4pm the next day, and i ha vent heard a word from him... so, i think i should be concerned right? i mean, you can be busy, but can you have such urgent work, that you don't even sms or call your girlfriend to find out if she is alive? or if the aliens didn't abduct her in the middle of the night?? or am I being the nagging girlfriend? It's not like i call him the entire day or anything.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, onto worst things that have happened to me today: My experiment did not work.. I am so freaking fed up with the bloody dumb-ass plants, its as if they have a vendetta against me.. first they don't grow, when they eventually grow, they don't have any RNA (protein-making genes) , when they have RNA, there isn't enough to produce mRNA ... &lt;strong&gt;*** almost pulling my hair out*** &lt;/strong&gt;I'm so so so sick and tired of all this &lt;strong&gt;Shite&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Blogger Beta- I was forced into changing over.. yep, i was one of the unlucky ones that had the automatic transfer done to my blog over the holidays, so, since seeing that i got the new version, i decided to accept the new template... and what do you know.. everything disappeared.. My stat counter, My technorati button, My Quote of the day, everything.. but the crappiest part is that my links are no longer working, and try as I may, I can't seem to get it right, so, Please, I appeal to anyone who may have an idea how to sort this mess out to please, please help me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-2818807635679066913?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/2818807635679066913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=2818807635679066913&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2818807635679066913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/2818807635679066913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-getting-bit-frustrated-with-guy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-5175083023820790464</id><published>2007-01-19T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:57:05.594+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting read...</title><content type='html'>SOULFUL RELATIONSHIP                       &lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   If you're not married yet, share this with a friend. If&lt;br /&gt;                   you are married, share it with your spouse or other &lt;br /&gt;                   married couples and reflect on it. An African proverb&lt;br /&gt;                   states, "Before you get married, keep both eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;                   and after you marry, close one eye."                &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone&lt;br /&gt;                   , don't let lust, desperation, immaturity, ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;                   pressure from others or a low self-esteem, make you &lt;br /&gt;                   blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't&lt;br /&gt;                   fool yourself that you can change someone or that what&lt;br /&gt;                   you see as faults aren't really important. Once you &lt;br /&gt;                   decide to commit to someone, over time his or her flaws,&lt;br /&gt;                   vulnerary-abilities, pet peeves, and differences will&lt;br /&gt;                   become more obvious.                                &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow&lt;br /&gt;                   and evolve, you've got to learn to close one eye and not&lt;br /&gt;                   let every little thing bother you. You and your mate&lt;br /&gt;                   have many different expectations, emotional needs,  &lt;br /&gt;                   values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two&lt;br /&gt;                   unique individual children of God who have decided to&lt;br /&gt;                   share a life together. Neither of you are perfect, but&lt;br /&gt;                   are you perfect for each other? Do you bring out the&lt;br /&gt;                   best in each other?                                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do&lt;br /&gt;                   you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring to&lt;br /&gt;                   the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past&lt;br /&gt;                   hurt, past mistrust, past pain? You can't take someone&lt;br /&gt;                   to the altar to alter him or her. You can't make someone&lt;br /&gt;                   love you or make someone stay. If you develop       &lt;br /&gt;                   self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you&lt;br /&gt;                   won't find yourself making someone else responsible for&lt;br /&gt;                   your happiness or responsible for your pain.        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and     &lt;br /&gt;                   selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving,  &lt;br /&gt;                   healthy, loving and lasting relationship! Seeking   &lt;br /&gt;                   status, sex, wealth, and security are the wrong reasons&lt;br /&gt;                   to be in a relationship. What keeps a relationship  &lt;br /&gt;                   strong? Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of  &lt;br /&gt;                   humour, sharing household tasks, some getaway time  &lt;br /&gt;                   without business or children and daily exchanges (a &lt;br /&gt;                   meal, shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note).&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   Leave a nice message on the voicemail or send a nice&lt;br /&gt;                   email. Sharing common goals and interests. Growth is&lt;br /&gt;                   important. Grow together, not away from each other, &lt;br /&gt;                   giving each other space to grow without feeling insecure&lt;br /&gt;                   . Allow your mate to have outside interest. You can't&lt;br /&gt;                   always be together. Give each other a sense of belonging&lt;br /&gt;                   and assurances of commitment. Don't try to control one&lt;br /&gt;                   another. Learn each other's family situation. Respect&lt;br /&gt;                   his or her parents regardless.                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                   Don't put pressure on each other for material goods.&lt;br /&gt;                   Remember for richer or for poorer. If these qualities&lt;br /&gt;                   are missing, the relationship will erode as resentment,&lt;br /&gt;                   withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty, and pain replace&lt;br /&gt;                   the passion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-5175083023820790464?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/5175083023820790464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=5175083023820790464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5175083023820790464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/5175083023820790464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/interesting-read.html' title='Interesting read...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8962865952724788186</id><published>2007-01-18T14:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T14:30:59.291+02:00</updated><title type='text'>song of the day !</title><content type='html'>Im really, really pissed of with "the GUy" but, he doesnt know it, because he hasnt bothered to call me since yesterday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my title song for today is : &lt;em&gt;I don't need a man &lt;/em&gt;by Pussycat Dolls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8962865952724788186?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8962865952724788186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8962865952724788186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8962865952724788186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8962865952724788186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/song-of-day.html' title='song of the day !'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-8798916513707931152</id><published>2007-01-17T15:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:18:55.290+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dont give a flying piece of crap !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx. reading time 3 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the lastest entry on &lt;a href = "http://dreamlife.wordpress.com"&gt;dreamlife's blog&lt;/a&gt; and i realised that im feeling the same.. &lt;br /&gt;I Got back to campus last monday, and everything was all set for me to start with my experiments, but somehow i just cant down to doing them. i spent most of last week just catching up with everyone in the lab, had long lunches everyday and the worst part is that since my car is still being fixed, i have to wait to be fetched in the evening, but, instead of being productive and writing up my thesis, or doing an experiment i just sit on the internet... then, I pysched myself up over the wknd, and planned on starting proper work on monday, but come monday morning, the weather was really crap, gloomy and dull and my supervisor always says "dont start an exp. when you feeling down" because you sure you make a hash of it.. so, that was my excuse for the day.. but, now its wednesday and i still havent started with anything, and tom. is going to be too late, since i need 3 consecutive days to do the exp. so,i have wasted another week.. a week which i know i cannot afford to waste since i have to have everything (which is a LOT of stuff) done by april but right now, i just-dont-give-a-shit !!! and i have no idea how to motivate myself.. I need someone to maybe electrocute my brain into working again, so that i can feel like doing something, but right now all i wnat to do is run as far away from this place as i possibly can.. Anyone have some free accomodation for me plz? or want to join me on a desertes island where no-one knows how to get hold us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-8798916513707931152?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/8798916513707931152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=8798916513707931152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8798916513707931152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/8798916513707931152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-dont-give-flying-piece-of-crap.html' title='I just dont give a flying piece of crap !!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-7779615059622871856</id><published>2007-01-15T16:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:19:36.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy advice needed...</title><content type='html'>so, in september i met a guy,the full story (link under repair)&lt;br /&gt;He does not live in jhb, and this is starting to become a bit of an issue for me. He doesnt really realise it, and i know he is also a busy guy with his job and stuff, but i only see him once a month.. and i dont think that is enough time .. really, okay, i know that i speak to him daily over the phone, and maybe im just being a demanding girl, but, there are stuff that you can only talk about when you with the person, face-to-face, not over a bad vodacom line ... And when he does come to Jhb, there is always a million stuff to get done in the 2/3 days that he is here, and if he is here for work, thats even less free time, and how much can you discuss in the 5 hours that you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go off on an irrelevant tangent, this is my big issue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ineed to know what his intentions towards me /us are? if he sees this relationship going anywhere? and if yes, is it in the general direction to an altar anytime in this decade? or before i turn 30.. by then he will be 38, and thats too long...&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, I have never really had a serious, long-term boyfriend, and i dont want one for 1/2/3 years on end, and after all the jerks taht i have been set-up with the last 2 years, he is the most compatible guy that i have met, and i just need to know what his story is before i fall crazy, stupid in love with him and get myself hurt ... (if im not in love with him already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my question to you guys is: is there a specific time that i am supposed to wait before i ask him? and do i do it over the phone or sms, or do i wait for his next visit.. see, i was pysching myself up to ask him this coming wknd, cos he was supposed to come to jhb, but now he has some work to do, and may only be able to come the following weekend.. by that weekend, it will be five months since we've met, so, should i ask him then? or do I wait till six months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, im very confused, some of my friends advised me to ask him over the phone, but, i think it would be better in person, because i can then see his facial expression (look of horror/surprise) but then if its a bad answer I dont know how i will react...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, please , any comment on this matter will be much appreciated..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-7779615059622871856?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/7779615059622871856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=7779615059622871856&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7779615059622871856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/7779615059622871856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/guy-advice-needed.html' title='Guy advice needed...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-4921078108807392180</id><published>2007-01-11T13:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:41:16.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i've been really scarce, but, i was on holiday, and after my holiday i have been really busy, but things are much calmer now, so, hopefully will hopefully be posting on a regular basis as of next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all had a fabulous summer holiday, mine was really cool, but now its back to work unfortunately!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news is that i have finally sat down and "seriously" started writing my thesis (have to hand in by May the latest) and so far its going okay... yippeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna copy Saaleha and do a review of 2006, but then i realised that i did something similar on my birthday in July, so it may just be overkill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now, hope to catch up on all the blogs soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-4921078108807392180?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/4921078108807392180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=4921078108807392180&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4921078108807392180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/4921078108807392180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116548218558801778</id><published>2006-12-07T10:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:03:05.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I am alive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx. reading time: 4 minut&lt;/em&gt;es &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there... yep, i am alive (shukar) and well, but its been one hectic month... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, both the uncles that i mentioned were ill, in my previous post, have passed away, and as strange as it may sound, &lt;em&gt;on the same day&lt;/em&gt;, so the funerals were at 11am , and just as my mum and dad got home in the afternoon, we got a call that my mum's brother passed away, and the family had to get ready and leave for the second funeral which was at 11pm, two hours away from Johannesburg... May Allah Grant them both jannah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else has been going really slowly, being around to local conferences and workshops, trying to fill my time productively since my experiments have STILL not worked, but, now, i have given up for the year, and i am on leave from tuesday next week, and will only return to campus on the 8th of Jan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad luck struck again.. I was in a car accident last friday, on that Damn hill &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;... this woman lost control of her car, and as i was going up, she came zooming down the hill, into me... the entire right side of my car was damaged, and i had serious whiplash and back pains.. which has now subsided.. but my car will probably be written off according to the insurance guys... so, will have to look for another car after the holidays :( :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really intending on going away, but my family decided at the last minute, to go to Durban,(Umhlanga) so will be heading to the coast on wednesday next week... so, i wont be posting for a while.. unless its some cool pics of the beach...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, adios, for the next 2/3 weeks.. hope that everyone has a nice summer break, and May Allah take you safely wherever you and your families are headed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116548218558801778?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116548218558801778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116548218558801778&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116548218558801778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116548218558801778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-alive.html' title='I am alive!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116306479905197088</id><published>2006-11-09T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:33:19.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize</title><content type='html'>Im so so so sorry, (hanna) I know i haven't updated in ages, but i have been hectically busy the last two weeks. so, i promise to return to the blogosphere as soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;take care eveyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116306479905197088?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116306479905197088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116306479905197088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116306479905197088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116306479905197088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-apologize.html' title='I apologize'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116160198645690449</id><published>2006-10-23T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:13:06.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>I love the weekend before Eid. The excitement in the air is contagious. Okay, i admit, traffic is horrendous (especially in fordsburg/lenasia/or any other indian suburb) but everyone is so happy, and smiling, and kids are running around, looking fortward to wearing their new clothes, and getting "eidie' and little girls are applying mendhi on their hands and ladies are all shopping up a storm, getting all thier groceries, and fruits and veggies and stuuf for desserts (yummy) ... its just awesome.. and then you get one irritated old man who cannot wait any longer for his wife to do her shopping, and he starts hooting at the car in front of him (who isn't really in his way)... whether you love the whole vibe, or you don't, you soon get swept into the whole scene and when you look at the person standing next to you in the queue, wherever you are, you smile, and share a silent message "EID Mubarak.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone an Eid Mubarak to you and your family and all your loved ones... &lt;br /&gt;Remember those less fortunate than us, and Muslims around the world in your duas on this wonderful day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116160198645690449?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116160198645690449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116160198645690449&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116160198645690449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116160198645690449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116158952000222476</id><published>2006-10-23T09:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T09:45:20.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3  minutes 29 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that doctors are the dumbest people on earth.. or maybe its just South African doctors that all strive to be as big an idiot as or Health Minister... (i apologise if you, if a member of your family, your wife, girlfriend, friend, soul-mate or neighbour is a really good doctor,) but i am generalizing okay!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's brother has been really sick for the last few months. He has been to 2 doctors in the small farm town where they live, and they both diagnosed his ailment as bronchitis and were treating him with that.. (now, his family is also at fault, since they didnt take him to a specialist but that is besides the point..) so, after being sick for the last couple of months, he get really ill a month ago... so he went to another local Gp, that used a few more of his brain cells and decided to take some tests.. The tests came back, and showed that he had Lung cancer, so, he was sent to have some scans done.. and the scans showed that the cancer was spread from the Brain all thw ay to the lungs.... through the eye etc... he is too weak to even do chemo or radium or any treatment, so they packed him up into his car, and sent himn home telling the family that it is just a matter of time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side of my family, my dad's sister's husband has also been really sick. Now, he lives in JHb, his family has taken him to the doctors and also to the hospital, and the doctor's said, its becuase he is daibetic , that he is not feeling too well.. blah blah... until he got ill on wednesday.. so they rushed him to Garden City Clinic, and whta do you know.. Test results showed taht he has kidney stones "the size of a golf/tennis ball" and his one kidney was close to collapsing, so they did an operation that lasted for 5 hours on Friday, he has been in the High Care unit since then, and is going under another operation later this morning... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i ask again? what is wrong with the doctors of SA??? are they just too lazy to treat a patient properly? They just assume the ordinary when diagnosing, Site "stress " at the best of times, and do nothing.. until its too late.. Maybe its all part of a conspiracy to lessen the population in S.A.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Manto should stop the research on the African Potato cure and send the doctors for better training ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116158952000222476?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116158952000222476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116158952000222476&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116158952000222476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116158952000222476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/doctors.html' title='Doctors!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116117692258800462</id><published>2006-10-18T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T15:08:42.616+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping with the Trend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to also post a forwarded email today, So that i don't feel left out ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energizer Bunny arrested; charged with battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pessimist's blood type is always b-negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife really likes to make pottery, but to me it's just kiln time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dijon vu: the same mustard as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice safe eating: always use condiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fired my masseuse today. She just rubbed me the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Freudian slip is when you say one thing but mean your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a lumberjack, but I just couldn't hack it, so they gave me the ax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If electricity comes from electrons, does that mean that morality comes from morons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man needs a mistress just to break the monogamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is the mourning after the knot before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hangover is the wrath of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corduroy pillows are making headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a book on voyeurism a peeping tome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banning the bra was a big flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea captains don't like crew cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful diet is the triumph of mind over platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gossip is someone with a great sense of rumor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without geometry, life is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dream in color, it's a pigment of your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading whilst sunbathing makes you well-red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116117692258800462?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116117692258800462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116117692258800462&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116117692258800462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116117692258800462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/keeping-with-trend.html' title='Keeping with the Trend'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116109045919319070</id><published>2006-10-17T14:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:07:39.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>History Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3 minutes 40 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A chance 4 all u bloggers 2 make history. On the 17th October 2006, The National Trust is asking all bloggers to take part in the biggest blog in history, by recording a blog 'diary' of that particular day. Then all the blog records of that day will be stored by the British Library as a permenant historical record of our national life. It will be a one off, one day diary done on a mass scale - it will aim to be a historical record for future generations, on how life was like "In our day"."&lt;br /&gt;taken from cellardoor-cellardoor.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I read this, thousand thoughts on what I would blog about went through my mind, however, as i sat down and began to write, i suffered from writer's block... &lt;br /&gt;and if this is any indication as to how my Thesis writing up is going to move along, Im going to have to add an extension to my extension... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last week ( either wednesday or thursday morning) i was watching morning live on SABC 2 (breakfast programme) and Vuyo the presenter had a special guest in the studio... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady's name was Zuki Matamo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelina Tshabalala, Zukiswa Matamo and Nomawethu Nika from Mandela Park informal settlement in Hout Bay, Cape Town are used to making their way through hardship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why they're not daunted by their latest project: to climb the highest mountains on each of the seven continents and, in the process, become the first black women to conquer Everest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matamo and Nika summited Russia's Mount Elbrus together on 9 September. Tshabalala summited Tanzania's Mount Kilimanjaro on 8 July, followed by Matamo on Women's Day, 9 August. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop for the trio: Aconcagua in Argentina in December and January. Tshabalala will catch up on Elbrus, and Nika on Kilimanjaro, either before or after the South America trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've called their project "Isicongo", after the isiZulu word for the top of a mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beating the odds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tshabalala, 41, is a single mother, the sole bread-winner in her family, and lives in a one-bedroom shack next to a rubbish dump. She's survived a car accident, the death of her second son - and the news that she's HIV-positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also an accomplished marathon runner: in 1994 she realised her life-long dream of taking part in the London Marathon, where she placed 25th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was running that first brought Tshabalala and Matamo, a domestic worker and mother of three, together in 2003. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matamo had spent the previous two years struggling to lose the weight she had put on after the birth of her third child. Tshabalala's solution began with a 20-kilometre run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After that run I decided I never wanted to see Evelina again," says Matamo. "I kept looking at her and thinking, I'm never running with you again." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen months later, the two were running marathons together, Matamo had shed 42 kilograms, and the friendship was unbreakable. They remember each others' times for every race they have run together. And Matamo doesn't mind finishing behind Tshabalalo - because she always runs back to keep her company until the finish line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were three&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, Tshabalala and Matamo climbed Table Mountain, and were hooked at once on this lofty new expression of their sporting abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same year, Matamo met Nika, also a mother and domestic worker, who had also starting running in order to lose weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matamo encouraged Nika to start running competitively, and within the space of a few months Nika had completed the Winelands Marathon, Two Oceans Half Marathon and Knysna Marathon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achieving their new goal will require intense physical and psychological effort - and a fair dose of good luck, especially when it comes to the highest of them all: Mount Everest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last expeidtion is planned for 2008, and that will be Everest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what she and her fellow team members ahve achieved in the short space of a year, is absolutely amazing, and hopefully they can be a source of inspiration to many young women in SA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116109045919319070?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116109045919319070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116109045919319070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116109045919319070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116109045919319070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/history-matters.html' title='History Matters'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116098755546660807</id><published>2006-10-16T10:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T10:32:35.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before you judge what a good baker i am, please bear in mind that I am a scientist, and making kids novelty birthday cakes is not a part of my job description... &lt;br /&gt;And, i made it at 6am on a sunday morning, so, i gave myself A+ for dedication to my nephew... Im sure im the best aunt a kid could ask for... (and the best daughter a mother could ask for as well) because after the cake was done, I baked a whole lot os different biscuits etc. for eid, so that my mum doesnt have to do it during the week... so, i spent my entire day in the kitchen yesterday, and by 7:30pm, i was ready to drop dead... &lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, this is the cake: Yusuf was really impressed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/1600/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/320/train.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldnt wait to eat it, so he cut a piece with a butter knife, before we even sang for him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/1600/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/320/crazy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned four, but he insisted that he only wanted 2 candles on the cake... dont know why... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/1600/candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5466/2379/320/candles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116098755546660807?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116098755546660807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116098755546660807&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116098755546660807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116098755546660807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/before-you-judge-what-good-baker-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116088772416236956</id><published>2006-10-15T06:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T06:48:46.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx. Reading time : 5 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike &lt;a href="http://sweet-essence.blogspot.com"&gt;Fatima&lt;/a&gt;, dreams about &lt;a href="http://lostinsemantics.blogspot.com"&gt;Zee&lt;/a&gt;, chasing her around trees and singing songs from bollywood movies to her, professing his undying love, surrendering his prize possession (his blog) to her... (LOL)( okay, I promise, thats the last time I will mention it)!!! Try as I like,I cannot go back to sleep after sehri.&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts keep floating through my head, things that I need to once my day finally starts, people that I need to suck up to, bribe, murder, and help before I can once again, get into my cozy bed at night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if IM not thinking of the day ahead, I somehow end up reviewing days gone by, things that have impacted my life, my thinking, things that I should have done at a specific time, and the worst of all... Things that I wanted to say to someone, but, didn't... Things that you would say,but, having said them, the consequences of what you've said can be detrimental to the situation/relationship/cocoon of comfort...  I guess its a case of stirring up trouble unnecessarily, but certain things are bugging me right now, and I am &lt;em&gt;Dying&lt;/em&gt; to ask, and clarify all the jumble of emotions that this situation is causing, but bringing it up may have dire consequences, that I don't think IM willing to, or have the energy and time, to deal with right now... &lt;br /&gt;I may not be making much sense, I know, but, these are, the random thoughts in my head, at 5 am in the morning... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I will end this convoluted thought process, on a happy note.. &lt;br /&gt;Its my nephew's Birthday today.. He is now a whole Four years old, and I am going to bake him a "train" cake, complete with four/five carriages and the works.. So, I guess I better get started, if I want to surprise him with it when he gets up... And IM sure his mum wont be impressed, since he will probably end up having a Very healthy chunk of sugar for breakfast....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116088772416236956?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116088772416236956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116088772416236956&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116088772416236956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116088772416236956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116065595453300347</id><published>2006-10-12T14:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:25:54.550+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time:&lt;/em&gt;  2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a hopeless romantic... So, after watching really soppy movies that have me in tears, I always try to write down or just remember THE MOST romantic line that i've ever heard... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with old age, comes memory loss, and for the last week, its been bugging the life out of me, trying to figure out which movie i've heard this line from.. so, this is an appeal to any fellow hopeless romantics out there, to please help me, and try and figure out where this line is from.. I can't even remember who the main actor/actress was, the plot ... NOTHING !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are everything i never knew I always wanted" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring any bells, anyone???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116065595453300347?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116065595453300347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116065595453300347&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116065595453300347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116065595453300347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/romantic-lines.html' title='Romantic lines'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-116038585967791938</id><published>2006-10-09T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:24:19.696+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week can be put down, as one of the worst weeks that i have had, thus far, this year... Everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong, all at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outcome of the meeting with my supervisors is: I will not be able to complete my experiments and write up and then hand in my thesis by the end of november (yes, thats in six weeks time) without having a nervous breakdown, so, i am taking a six month extension on my MSc, meaning, i will register for the first six months of next year, and InshaAllah, that will be enough time, to get it all done, have to hand in my thesis by May, and will Hopefully graduate in september next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when the two of them sat down and decided this, I was so fed-up and unamused by my dumb experiments not working, that i just nodded my head, and agreed, i am too tired to even try and finish it all in this year.I didnt know whether i should be happy, sad, glad, or mad...  because right now all i want is to go for a holiday... and maybe with this new development, i can take a week or two leave.. yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-116038585967791938?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/116038585967791938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=116038585967791938&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116038585967791938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/116038585967791938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115995213565126484</id><published>2006-10-04T10:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T10:55:35.663+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>Im sure the owners of all the petrol stations had a really bad day of business yesterday!!! The public were, for a change, not filling up before midnight, but, were counting down the minutes to midnight , so that they could get the 50c off the petrol price when they visited to get their cars filled!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice feeling hey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115995213565126484?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115995213565126484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115995213565126484&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115995213565126484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115995213565126484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115979229729899099</id><published>2006-10-02T14:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:31:37.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so upset right now!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so so frustrated right now, i just need to vent ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to campus at half past five this morning, and started my experiment. Now, i was running four experiments today, and the product of each one, is carried over into the next.. at nine I started the second experiment, i.e. isolating total RNA from the plants (RNA is the coding material for your proteins etc.) and this went well, got lots of RNA (120 ug) so i was YAY.. and carried on with the third exp. at about 11am... Which was to extract the mRNA from the total ... (mRNA is messenger RNA and these little pieces of crap, code for amino acids) and thats when it all went wrong... i did the entire experiment, and at the end, when i had to work out how much product i have, i get a negative value.. so, i re-read my samples, and then i get a &lt;em&gt;minute &lt;/em&gt;amount.. I need between 0.5-2.5 ug .. I HAD 0.003 ug.. there is no way in hell that this will work for the next experiment... &lt;br /&gt;so, the meaning of all this is that I AM SCREWED!!! I have no more plant material to start with, I only have reagents enough for one reaction in the experiment that follows after mrna isolation, and i have a meeting with my supervisor and co-supervisor on wednesday mornging to discussion who we should select as my external maker for my dissertation... Dissertation my foot!!! Im not going to finish on time, becuase, i dont even know where im going wrong... I have troubleshooted to hell and back, there is nothing that I am doing wrong (i am 120% sure of that) and the things are still not working!!! I am so upset, i cant even cry anymore, my tears are all on strike !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115979229729899099?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115979229729899099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115979229729899099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115979229729899099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115979229729899099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-so-upset-right-now.html' title='I am so upset right now!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115976720329878382</id><published>2006-10-02T07:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:32:15.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I conceed, there is a thing called QLC !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 6 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i explain the title of my post, i think it is important for me to mention, that i have been at work, since 5:30 am this morning (and its Monday) THATS how stressed/crazy/dedicated i am ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, before you start spinning cartwheels &lt;a href="http://lostinsemantics.blogspot.com"&gt;My confused friend&lt;/a&gt; read on... Quarter-life-crisis, does exist, as Zee has previously mentioned, BUT, recent events have lead me to the conclusion, that only men go through it, and us, lucky females that we are, are thankfully saved from this life-altering event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story that has convinced me of this theory; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best Shakeera(who has mentioned in previous posts) was introduced to this guy a couple of months back.. things were going really well, they met up a few time, he use dto go and visit her at her business, blah blah, and there was even talk of marriage.. YIPPEEE. I was with her about two weeks ago, having lunch when he phoned, and spoke to her, told her he was gonna come and visit her that day or the next. That evening she calls me, and tells me the jerk, sent her a three-part sms, Saying how sorry he is, he doesnt think its going to work out, He makes Dua that she finds somebody who is worthy of her blah blah blah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly: &lt;br /&gt;he sends her the message at 8pm, when he knows that she gives extra tution at this time, so she cannot reason straight away... &lt;br /&gt;- The sms came through in stages, one every 5 minutes and took approx. 2 minutes to update each time (compliments to our very efficient service providers) &lt;br /&gt;- Then, when she was done with her students, she called him, he didnt answer the call.. Called her back after half an hour... and rudely asked her what she wanted... to which she replied" an explanation for the sms that i received" &lt;br /&gt;He got all angry on the phone, didnt discuss anything properly, started screaming loudly at her, and has the damn cheek to tell her, that he had to do it at that time, becuase he felt that she was "in love with him" so, she told him that she is NOT in love with, she liked him, yes, but, thats as far as it got... &lt;br /&gt;she asked him for a reason, and he , dumb shit that he is.. couldnt give her a single reason !!! NOT ONE!!! ZILCH ... the only thing he said was " its not you , its me" They then said goodbye!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the dude has the nerve to call her , after one week, at sehri time, for a doctor's number becuase his room-mate was ill.... bloody nerve!!! and two days after that, (on the fourth fast) he sends her an sms saying Ramadaan Mubarak !!!! &lt;br /&gt;I was furious with this idiot, i think i was more upset than Shaks.. I mean, can you get any dumber, why must he waste her time, talk about marriage and how he is bringing his family to propsoe after Eid, then break-up via sms, and still have the freaking nerve to call for a doctor's number, oh yeah, he also told her, he would like to continue talking to her, and if she is still single after about a year, then, thay can get married... Like hell... Can men not understand, that when a relationship is ended, no communication is sought therafter, no "hello, how you doing every now and again.. Its nmeant to be a clean break... GOODBYE, GOOD RIDDANCE, GO TO HELL for all we care... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd dont call when you recover from your QLC.... IF you ever recover from it at all... !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115976720329878382?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115976720329878382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115976720329878382&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115976720329878382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115976720329878382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-conceed-there-is-thing-called-qlc.html' title='I conceed, there is a thing called QLC !!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115924880534649400</id><published>2006-09-26T07:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:29:29.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments of ZEE</title><content type='html'>Ive been tagged by &lt;a href="http://lostinsemantics.blogspot.com"&gt;The Man&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHe TaG:&lt;br /&gt;'List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal/blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Im not gonna be nasty (and its ramadaan so you not supposed to be listening to any music right? so, not gonna tag anyone back... and, i apologize, but i dont really remeber the names of the songs, but i will try my best... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) P Diddy with some chic (cant remember her name ) and can't remember the what the song is called right now either... But i like it ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) justin Timberlake - Sexy back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Just jinger - What he means &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Shane Wade- No promises &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Nick Lachey _ whats left of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sandi Thom - I wish i was a punk rocker &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) nelly Furtado - Promiscuous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in other news today : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Haagen Dazs... Finally !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and I went to sandton on friday evening on my insistance, to have HD... and i think it was sooo worth it.. I had Belgian Chocolate with a dark chocolate sauce... I know, lots of people dont like dark chocolate, but i love it, (its an acquired taste i suppose ..) and the only way i can describe the ice-cream is &lt;em&gt;totally orgasmic&lt;/em&gt;. we bought the ice-cream, and went to the Square, set on the steps and ate it , and i tell you, i was in heaven... someone could have taken Nelson Mandela's Statue and walked away and i wouldnt have even noticed... *sigh* not good to talk about such things especially when you fatsing hey... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, HD left such an impression, that I went back on Saturday afternoon, this time I had the coffee flavour (to which my sister said 'yuck" but, &lt;em&gt;i loved it &lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, my wknd was quite uneventful, no guy stories today, and I have been at campus since six o clock, planned to do an experiment, (which is about 8 hours long) but just as i was about to start, I found my equipment non-sterile... so, now im waiting while its all in the autoclave again, and hopefully I can start my exp. by ten o clock....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115924880534649400?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115924880534649400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115924880534649400&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115924880534649400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115924880534649400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/09/compliments-of-zee.html' title='Compliments of ZEE'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115891865372409718</id><published>2006-09-22T11:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:50:53.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THIRTY LINES TO MAKE YOU SMILE!</title><content type='html'>1. My husband and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was God and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I Work Hard Because Millions On Welfare Depend on Me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't take life too seriously; no one gets out alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Out of my mind. Back in five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. NyQuil, the stuffy, sneezy, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. God must love stupid people; He made so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The gene pool could use a little chlorine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Consciousness: That annoying time between naps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Procrastinate Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do You Want Fries With That? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. A hangover is the wrath of grapes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. They call it PMS because MadCow Disease was already taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. a picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ham and eggs. A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. The trouble with life is there's no background music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. The original point and click interface was a Smith and Wesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I smile because I don't know what the hell is going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115891865372409718?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115891865372409718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115891865372409718&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115891865372409718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115891865372409718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/09/thirty-lines-to-make-you-smile.html' title='THIRTY LINES TO MAKE YOU SMILE!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115882614004939555</id><published>2006-09-21T09:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T10:09:00.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Im alive !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 2 minutes 15 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there... hope you guys didnt miss me too much.. but i have been soooo busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i have good news... I have officially started writing up my thesis... YAY !!! I now have a folder on my lap-top, labeled "Msc Thesis", and the draft first page, acknowledgements and contents have been done, today, i am hoping to start on my materials and methods chapter... ( pat on my back) Im so proud of myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my experiments, they still not working, so, im sitting around, watching my dumb plants grow, get infected with a fungus/bacteria(although they are grown in sterile little boxes) and die.. and that is why, i am no where near finishing the practical bit... but, with ramadaan around the corner, i am hoping that things start working properly, and i have decided that will be in the lab by six every morning , ready to work.. really hard.. or else its never going to get done.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my fellow muslims: Ramadaan Mubarak... may you have a spiritually uplifting month and please.. remeber me in your duas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115882614004939555?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115882614004939555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115882614004939555&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115882614004939555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115882614004939555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-alive.html' title='Im alive !!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115804889645834925</id><published>2006-09-12T10:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:16:53.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I met a guy !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3 minutes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure most people know that friday night was an auspicious night for Muslims... We believe that on this night your book of deeds for the past year is closed, and a new one is opened for the following year... On this night it is also noted everything that will happen during the course of the year ... i.e.  who will be born, who will leave this world, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year has started off with a really good, big bang... I met a guy.!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everyone that reads my blog, should be aware of all the HORRIBBLE, dates that i have been one, so, i wasnt expecting much, but, before we met on saturday, he emailed during the week and sent me his pic and asked for mine and since he looked really handsome in the photo, i sent him a stunning picture of myself (they all are anyway) we chatted on the phone and only then agreed to meet up for coffee ... Turned out really well... im trying not to get too excited over it, just in case I jinx it or something.. but, he seems like a great guy.. so, fingers and toes are crossed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... zee: "i know, i lied, and yes, i agree, you do know me better than most people!!!! sorry for ditching you, but H.D is not opened as yet anyway, so, we WILL do it soon... I promise !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115804889645834925?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115804889645834925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115804889645834925&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115804889645834925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115804889645834925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-met-guy.html' title='I met a guy !!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115753633663984650</id><published>2006-09-06T11:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:52:16.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>This is a really interesting analogy that i have heard recently, and since i did mention on a previous post that people say "give it time, and see if the person can grow on you" I have now decided to give this comment as a reply in future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She grew on him like she was a colony of e.coli and he was room temperature Canadian Beef.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other quotes on note: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was deeply in love .. when she spoke, he thought he heard bells , as if she were a garbage truck backing up !!! &lt;/em&gt;and last but not least: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every story has an ending, but in life, every end has a new beginning... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115753633663984650?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115753633663984650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115753633663984650&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115753633663984650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115753633663984650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/09/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115676332235788354</id><published>2006-08-28T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:41:28.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the last two weekends!!!</title><content type='html'>Approx reading time: 4 minutes 12 seconds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two weekends have been really wonderful, so, I have decided to tell all my fellow bloggers about them(cos I have nothing else to talk about right now, im at work and really, really bored...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week wednesday, i recieved an email from Clarins House, inviting me for a &lt;br /&gt;make-up workshop (im on their database since i went for the workshop in March), these woekshops have limited space (15-20 ladies at a session, so, I feel quite priviledged to have been invited)  so, best friend (who is offended that i refer to her as such, so, henceforth she will be called by her name i.e. Shaakera (and her hips dont lie either) and I decided to go for this ... It was a relaxing afternoon, the Clarins ladies did a demo, and then we all had to do our own make-up. I left Clarins house, with Orange eye-shadow, and royal blue mascara (i never apply mascara normally, because I ahve naturally stunning eyelashes(&lt;em&gt;flutter them delicately &lt;/em&gt; and, as strange as those colours sound, they looked absoulutely amazing on, so, after being made-up stunningly, I went out for supper with my family and felt very upset when it was time to wash all the pretty stuff off my face that evening.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all already know what I did on Saturday evening (KANK) and I spent sunday shopping with my mum and sister in Rosebank and Sandton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was also lovely... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited "The Guy" at his shop on friday afternoon, spent time chatting to his mum and sister , then went out for supper in the evening. On saturday afternoon Shakeera and I decided to go to the Nedbank Bridal Fair at the sandton convention centre... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an interesting story... &lt;br /&gt;as we taking the on-ramp onto the highway (M1: smit street) two M3 BMW's are passing on the extreme right lane, (one black, and one silver grey) but they want to get onto the middle lane (becuase of the speed trap's that are always present i suppose) so, the black car is now in front of me, and since its an M3 (with a cute guy which IS indeed rare) i gave the second guy some space to gap in .. so, there i am, driving along, with these two M3's in front of us, and after the "Speed-trap bridge", I take my right, and pick-up speed, silver M3 also gets into the right lane , so i move into the middle lane and then black M3 comes up into the third lane, next to me, so, we sandwiched between these two M3's with cute guys on the highway.. They then smile at us, and signal to us to wind-down our windows, so Shakeera does so, and the guy in the black M3 asks her for her cellphone number.. So, bright spark that she is, Gives him my cell phone number, the HOT guy then says thanks, closes his window and both cars smoothly glide away, two minutes later, my phone rings and its HIM.. so, shakeera speaks to him, and these guys that we know from Nowhere, want to take us to the movies... so, good girls that we are (and rapist weary as well) said, no thanks, we are going to meet our family at the bridal fair, and politely declined... But, how cool was that, I dont think any of the directors in Bollywood of thought of that scene yet.. I can just picture ShahRukh and Arjun in two flashy cars, with maybe Rani/Priety in the middle...(henceforth,I will be officially calling myself The M3 magnet ...lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridal show was interesting, outfits were all stunning, there was one outfit that i liked and was priced at R 15 000 .. (what can i say, i have expensive taste) &lt;br /&gt;The fashion show was entertaining, and as a finale, Guarav Chopra cames on stage and did some moves from one of the movies (he is a choreographer in Bollywood for those of you that didint know that !!! ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note: Saaleha was a bit slow in the t-shirt printing for Pluto, (sniff, sniff, Pluto has now been downgraded, and has been stripped of the title of planet... yep, you read correctly, Pluto is no longer a planet.. Don't you hate it when the new guys jsut bust in, and have no regard for the little guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115676332235788354?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115676332235788354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115676332235788354&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115676332235788354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115676332235788354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/highlights-of-last-two-weekends.html' title='Highlights of the last two weekends!!!'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115649764479512491</id><published>2006-08-25T09:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T10:20:44.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil intent</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx. reading time: 3 minutes 20 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something yesterday, that brought me to tears and sorrow grew in my heart. I am very dissillusioned and I have just found out how horribly cruel and evil a person can be, to the extent that they dont care how they hurt people, or how much hurt, and pain they might cause to their friends/family/ relatives, their main evil intention being to destroy any love or joy in others lives so that these other people can be as unhappy as they are.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this may not make alot of sense anyone that reads it, but, i just need to vent, and I cannot go into alot of detail, but i need to just say it, so, i might be vague in this discussion... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this person, that has caused so much of grief, and sorrow in my friend's life, causing the love of her life to just abandon her, and yesterday she found out the true reason... Her cousin was the invisible evil behind the scenes, and did all in her power to destroy their relationship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot grasp the fact that a person can be that wicked, disgustingly cruel to someone that is your blood relation, someone that you have grown up with and known all your life... Is this what the world is coming to? Is the chase of material things in this world now extending to emotions, feelings and personal contentment, so that one must always be better than the next, and if You have an unhappy life, why should another person know what it feels like to be happy/ have a smile on their face? &lt;strong&gt;I AM DISGUSTED... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, and I understand all about Takdeer, but what confuses me right now (Fatima this is the stuff i was telling you about) is this situation that i have mentioned. Was it in my friend's takdeer to go through all of this or have actions of her cousin changed her Takdeer? CAn Takdeer (destiny) be changed? When does one accept everything that comes there way, any HOW MUCH patience must you have to be so accepting with everything (bad especially) that happens to you in your journey of life.. I know we put our faith in Allah, and understand that all that happens is in His Hands, and He will only give you what you deserve (so i may be coontracdicting my thoughts) but What happens when You run out of &lt;em&gt;SABR(patience) &lt;/em&gt;??? and what if &lt;em&gt;Sabr &lt;/em&gt;is  just not enough???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115649764479512491?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115649764479512491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115649764479512491&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115649764479512491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115649764479512491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/evil-intent.html' title='Evil intent'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115633583174151911</id><published>2006-08-23T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:23:51.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx. Reading time : 1 min 56 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early this morning, realised the weather was really bad outside, and went back to sleep. I eventually walked out the door on my way to campus at 8:00 am. I only live about 7 minutes away from uni. so, i was driving along merrily, until i came to Siemens Hill (on symons road....) anyway, it is a known fact, that whenever it rains, the guys that run tow-a-way services always put oil on the roads (mean B******s that they are, so that people lose control of their cars, and down sliding down the road... so, whenever it rains, i go down really, really slowly... as i was today, but, there was a car in front of me, and there were two tow-trucks on either side of the road, but the one guy was standing in the middle of the road, and signalling for everyone to stop (for no apparent reason) , so, the schmuck in front of me gives dead brakes, and stops, and i swerve to the right to avoid going into him, and i slammed into the truck on that was on the right.. got off the car.. (i dont handle stress and anxiety well, and panic quickly, so i was shaking a bit) the guy gets into his truck and drives away.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front bumper is scratched all the way on the right, and my wheel and mag-rim is damaged, and I think the wheel alignment is affected, so, guess i will have to sort it all out tomorrow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I am okay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115633583174151911?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115633583174151911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115633583174151911&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115633583174151911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115633583174151911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115623483479444181</id><published>2006-08-22T09:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:20:34.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have fallen off the wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 1 minute 50 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that i should sign up to a CA group. although CA in this case would stand for "Chocoholics Anonymous" ... I would then be able to go to weakly meetings, stand up, and meekly say " Hi, my name is Ruby and I am a chocoholic" and my fellow CA memebers would reply "Hello Ruby" ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, after a chocolate binge that consisted of truffles, pralines and all things that went straight to my hips, i decided to go on a chocolate diet. Now, this was a huge step for me, considering that i have a least one bar of chocolate a day  ( I love Charlie and the Chocolate Factory btw) (my fav. choc. right now is the cappucino Aero) anyway, decide to stop the chocs and see how long i could manage without the little brown pieces of heaven ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of 3 days!!! I went without chocolate for three days, before i started showing signs of complete withdrawal (might have been PMS as well) , moodiness, irritable, highly strung out, and the fact that none of my experiments have worked in the last two weeks didnt made it any easier... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me fall off the wagon was a 250g slab of "threesome" ... the relatively new choc. that consists of three layers, a chocolate, followed by a white chocolate layer, and a slightly smaller piece of Dark chocolate on top of that, thereby, forming a (sort of )pyramid shape... but, nonetheless, I cannot be blamed, it was the Chocolates fault, for having found its way to the countertop, right in from of my Chocolate-starved eyes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115623483479444181?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115623483479444181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115623483479444181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115623483479444181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115623483479444181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-fallen-off-wagon.html' title='I have fallen off the wagon'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115602270115817580</id><published>2006-08-19T22:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T10:37:34.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 2 minutes 40 seconds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just got home from the movies. I went to watch the new Karan Johar movie… Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna… and right now, the only word that I can think of to describe this movie is WOW!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing… Breathtaking awesome… heartwrenchingly romantic… truly serendipituous… (and the soundtrack is just wonderful) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh looked as gorgeous as ever, Rani more beautiful than I’ve ever seen, Preity was spunky, sexy and her usual vibrant self, Abishek was scruffy and cool and Amitabh was as brilliant as ever. I wonderful special appearance by Arjun Rampal completed this amazingly talented cast, and the results were mind-blowing… I recommend this movie to every single person. Whether you are a Bollywood fan or have seen one, this is Definitely the movie of the decade, not to be missed… (and zee, you Have got to watch it, I will personally take you if need be !!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline is one that hasn’t been explored before, but is truthful, honest and hurtful at times, but as Bollywood is know to be, a happy ending is always in sight. There is a scene in the beginning, were Rani is about to get married, but she is unsure whether it is the right guy and she is sitting in her garden while the guests are all waiting for her, and SRK is also there, waiting for his mum who is in the wedding-house..  and they get chatting, and she asks him whether he is happily married or not.. He replies and asks her why is she questing her decision at this point and she says that she is afraid that she may not be in love with her husband to be.. &lt;br /&gt;He then says: (not the exact words) “you are at a crossroad, with two choices: 1)  go inside, get married and be happy with your husband who has always been your friend…&lt;br /&gt;(since friends make the best spouses) or 2) walk away and hope that one day you might find the elusive true-love that everyone searches for.. She then asks him: what if I meet my soul-mate after I get married and to that he replies: you only fine love if you are looking for it so if you don’t search for it, it wont find you and you can be content with the life that you create… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that is the truth. Compromise is what makes/breaks a marriage. Having gone to the movies with my sister and sister-in law and a friend, there were two of them, who are married , and then two of us that are single, and it was amazing how our feelings about the movie differed. Sister + SIL felt that there should have been more emphasis on salvaging the marriage, while Friend and I felt that true love was meant to be persuaded. (I’m not going to give the story away) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the main question is: do you meet someone, feel that you could live with them and grow to love them ( which I don’t personally think is always possible, cause love is not like a fungus that can just sprout up anyway/anywhere/anyhow.. another subject to be dealt with in future) and get married with the fear that you may lose out or do you take a step back, stop and wait, regardless of how long one might have to wait,  hoping that your soul-mate may find you and for true love to find its way to your heart???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115602270115817580?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115602270115817580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115602270115817580&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115602270115817580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115602270115817580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/kabhi-alvida-na-kehna.html' title='Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115589761255795181</id><published>2006-08-18T11:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:40:12.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One more reason…</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me, knows where to find me on a Saturday afternoon because a  Saturday afternoon is my “me’ time, when I get to go shopping for a couple of hours by myself, and in JHB, the only shopping mall worth going to, whether its for just window-shopping, browsing through the stores, or some serious retail therapy is Sandton City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since shopping is such an exertion of energy and the most strenuous form of exercise entire week, I normally have to then stop at either Nescafe for some coffee, or if my sister is around (she also has to go to Sandton on a Saturday afternoon ) we all end up at Baglios for ice-cream…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no more… no more Baglios, no more Nescafe, no more Mozart (elsewhere, not in sandton) because soon, there will be ….. (drum-roll plz) HAAGEN – DAS opening in the walkway between Sandton City and Nelson Mandela Square and boy am I excited….. over the moon with joy… I cant wait for the MOST d-i-v-i-n-e ice-cream in the world  to finally arrive in JHB… thus far the only other make that has come even remotely close to H-D taste, was an ice-cream parlour in Cape Town that was called SINFUL and truly lived up to its name (truly orgasmic ice-cream) with names like Heavenly Hash  (I’d thought I was in heaven) and the Aero made me feel like I was floating on a beautiful bubble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, all those tastes will soon be fading into nothingness, once I get my tastebuds addicted to HD heaven…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: it is the first Haagen Das franchise to have landed in SA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115589761255795181?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115589761255795181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115589761255795181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115589761255795181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115589761255795181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-more-reason.html' title='One more reason…'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23273546.post-115589745240465695</id><published>2006-08-18T11:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:37:32.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean???</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Approx reading time: 3 minutes 22 seconds  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things &lt;br /&gt;were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make  it and&lt;br /&gt;wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It  seemed as&lt;br /&gt;one problem was solved, a new one arose.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and &lt;br /&gt;placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she&lt;br /&gt;placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed&lt;br /&gt;ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. &lt;br /&gt;In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots&lt;br /&gt;out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and  placed them in&lt;br /&gt;a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. &lt;br /&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."&lt;br /&gt;"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did&lt;br /&gt;and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take &lt;br /&gt;an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard&lt;br /&gt;boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the  coffee. The&lt;br /&gt;daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.&lt;br /&gt;The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?" &lt;br /&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same&lt;br /&gt;adversity - boiling water. Each reacted differently.&lt;br /&gt;The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being&lt;br /&gt;subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. &lt;br /&gt;The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid&lt;br /&gt;interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became&lt;br /&gt;hardened.&lt;br /&gt;The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the &lt;br /&gt;boiling water, they had changed the water.&lt;br /&gt;"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your&lt;br /&gt;door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"&lt;br /&gt;Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with &lt;br /&gt;pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the&lt;br /&gt;heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a&lt;br /&gt;financial &lt;br /&gt;hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and  stiff? Does my&lt;br /&gt;shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and  tough with a stiff&lt;br /&gt;spirit and hardened heart?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the &lt;br /&gt;very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it&lt;br /&gt;releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things&lt;br /&gt;are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. &lt;br /&gt;When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate&lt;br /&gt;yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you&lt;br /&gt;a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you &lt;br /&gt;strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they&lt;br /&gt;just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest &lt;br /&gt;future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in&lt;br /&gt;life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone &lt;br /&gt;around you is crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23273546-115589745240465695?l=sole-mate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/feeds/115589745240465695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23273546&amp;postID=115589745240465695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115589745240465695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23273546/posts/default/115589745240465695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sole-mate.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-you-carrot-egg-or-coffee-bean.html' title='ARE you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean???'/><author><name>Ruby :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12104523883568476750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n31/ruby_lips_27/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
