<?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-5912536404413413838</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:53:40.788+03:00</updated><category term='Safety'/><category term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Kuwaiti Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to Kuwaiti Thoughts! This blog was created due to certain issues that cloud my brain on a daily basis. Thoughts are not strictly directed to Kuwaiti issues; however, most of them will be. I'll be covering topics such as politics, entertainment, safety, health, environment and many more. I hope you enjoy reading this blog as I'll enjoy keeping you intellectually stimulated! ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-7233135020416312947</id><published>2008-11-25T15:59:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:55:04.433+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Bracelets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxI8eE6WjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Hrc0C9R0vc/s1600-h/QF+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272669467447024178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxI8eE6WjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Hrc0C9R0vc/s320/QF+logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have designed the most adorable (if I do say so myself) charity bracelets for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelet prices range between KD 25 - KD 95. All profits from the sales will go towards Bayt Abdullah Children's Hospice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004, KACCH (Kuwait Association for the Care of Children in Hospital)decided to expand their efforts by creating the Bayt Abdullah Children’s Hospice, under the umbrella of KACCH, to accommodate the needs of children with life-limiting and life-threatening conditions and their families, in Kuwait. The hospice building itself is part of a continuum of care that offers children and their families the maximum freedom of choice without compromising the quality of that care, whether at home in hospital or within the hospice itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fully comprehensive service will offer day care facilities, residential respite, emergency and terminal care The design has focused on the needs of children and their families with the emphasis on an attractive, child friendly, inter-active environment and a comfortable, homely atmosphere, supported by trained, highly skilled pediatric nursing and medical staff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KACCH needs to raise another 6 million KD to get the hospice up and running and I am trying to do my part to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about Bayt Abdullah or to make a donation, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.kacch.org/"&gt;http://www.kacch.org/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the choices available: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272665647631771202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxFeIJ_JkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yipoKuwlJj8/s320/Silver+KACCH+Bracelet+KD+90.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silver KACCH bracelet KD 90 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GIRL/LOVE, BOY/LAUGH, GIRL/CARE, KACCH LOGO, BOY/PROTECT, GIRL/SUPPORT, BOY/CHERISH, BACH LOGO, KISS (with "Thank You" engraved on the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272585678435731202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSv8vTr5RwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pnB9P2XwzaQ/s320/Gold+Plated+KACCH+Bracelet+KD+95+(close+up).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gold plated KACCH bracelet KD 95 (close up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;GIRL/LOVE, BOY/LAUGH, GIRL/CARE, KACCH LOGO, BOY/PROTECT, GIRL/SUPPORT, BOY/CHERISH, BACH LOGO, KISS (with "Thank You" engraved on the back)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272586521458796210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSv9gYMQZrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HzdVsMq16JI/s320/Gold+plated+BACH+logo+in+all+colors+(except+for+white)+KD+27.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Gold plated BACH logo bracelets (one color missing - pearl white) KD 27 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272659963625477762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxATRlSFoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IhIE4ZemCMM/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gold plated BACH logo in baby Pink (close up) KD 27 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272660724234428466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxA_jEloDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/M5cIE32Hvyk/s320/BACH+Logo+Silver+bracelets+in+all+colors+(except+for+white)+KD+25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All Silver BACH logo bracelets (one color missing - baby pink) KD 25 each&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272662068348137042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxCNySRLlI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MF36GnniwgM/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Silver BACCH bracelet in Lime Green KD 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663056485107986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxDHTYeyRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Lp9Px9RAvpY/s320/Silver+Thank+You+kiss+Turquoise+Blue+bracelet+KD+25.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Silver "Thank You" Kiss in Turquoise Blue KD 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272663694983723682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxDsd-aeqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UoI8_hq6uSM/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold plated "Thank You" kiss in Red KD 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charity bracelets are under the group Quatre Filles on Facebook, and you can also email me at &lt;a href="mailto:4filles@gmail.com"&gt;4filles@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be designing charity necklaces and they should be available in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry and make your orders as the bracelets are already flying out of our hands! &lt;/div&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/5912536404413413838-7233135020416312947?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7233135020416312947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=7233135020416312947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7233135020416312947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7233135020416312947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/charity-bracelets.html' title='Charity Bracelets'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SSxI8eE6WjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Hrc0C9R0vc/s72-c/QF+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-511965583984220379</id><published>2008-08-24T19:50:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:59:02.643+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WALL-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SLGWWW8gvMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jQOtG9W_H5Y/s1600-h/WALLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133152469269698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SLGWWW8gvMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jQOtG9W_H5Y/s320/WALLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just went and saw WALL-E with a friend at a theater in Brussels. I heard a lot of talk that the movie is amazing, and that people had gone more than once. So I took a chance; eventhough I love cartoons, I'm not very big on sci-fi. I thought the movie was funny and cute. My friend clearly loved it as she would not stop saying EEEVVA! I on the other hand was a little stressed over work and tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't give the movie the rating I gave KUNG FU PANDA, but it still deserves a good one, because not only was it funny and cute as I mentioned earlier I thought it sent a good message across to our world. It drives me crazy when I see people throw trash on the floor or when I go out to sea, and we definitely need to remind ourselves not to be so lazy and count so much on technology. I am the epitomy of laziness (and my family can attest to that), but I also try and keep active. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep Earth Clean People!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.5 STARS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-511965583984220379?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/511965583984220379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=511965583984220379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/511965583984220379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/511965583984220379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-e.html' title='WALL-E'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SLGWWW8gvMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jQOtG9W_H5Y/s72-c/WALLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-5360254334491438727</id><published>2008-08-22T16:41:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:47:05.878+03:00</updated><title type='text'>GET SMART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EDbl9rLI/AAAAAAAAADs/op8rv-txKY8/s1600-h/GS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237338979904105650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EDbl9rLI/AAAAAAAAADs/op8rv-txKY8/s320/GS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Action comedy. One word. Disappointing! I hated it. I might have laughed, but I remember leaving very unsatisfied. I think the whole idea of remaking Get Smart was good, but the story wasn't. 1 star :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5912536404413413838-5360254334491438727?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5360254334491438727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=5360254334491438727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/5360254334491438727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/5360254334491438727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-smart.html' title='GET SMART'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EDbl9rLI/AAAAAAAAADs/op8rv-txKY8/s72-c/GS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-1577598298753783609</id><published>2008-08-22T16:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:51:21.713+03:00</updated><title type='text'>KUNG FU PANDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EQ4MVWII/AAAAAAAAAD0/ha_2TbnGm7Y/s1600-h/KF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237339210919532674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EQ4MVWII/AAAAAAAAAD0/ha_2TbnGm7Y/s320/KF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a kid's cartoon movie, but can also be categorized as HILARIOUS! I was dying to see it JUST from the trailer. LOVED IT LOVED IT LOVED IT!!!! Could not stop laughing. I think I was the loudest in the movie. Can't wait to buy it so I can watch it with my Mom. 4 STARS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-1577598298753783609?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1577598298753783609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=1577598298753783609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1577598298753783609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1577598298753783609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/kung-fu-panda.html' title='KUNG FU PANDA'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7EQ4MVWII/AAAAAAAAAD0/ha_2TbnGm7Y/s72-c/KF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-5472211990900003665</id><published>2008-08-22T16:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:48:03.203+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOL'S GOLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7D7MIvdoI/AAAAAAAAADk/F9LSx--my9E/s1600-h/FG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237338838316054146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7D7MIvdoI/AAAAAAAAADk/F9LSx--my9E/s320/FG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH! It's funny. Adventurous, but a little boring. The spoiled daughter? Seriously? Sorry Mathew and Kate ... I love you both, but ... 2 stars :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5912536404413413838-5472211990900003665?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5472211990900003665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=5472211990900003665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/5472211990900003665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/5472211990900003665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/fools-gold.html' title='FOOL&apos;S GOLD'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7D7MIvdoI/AAAAAAAAADk/F9LSx--my9E/s72-c/FG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-3120383954291901622</id><published>2008-08-22T16:39:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:49:32.859+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DpXFVrdI/AAAAAAAAADc/pL_hl3vCGrE/s1600-h/What.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237338532016926162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DpXFVrdI/AAAAAAAAADc/pL_hl3vCGrE/s320/What.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been waiting for a movie in which Ashton Kutcher literally SHINES! Whoever decided to give him the part ... BRAVO! .. Cameron Diaz and Kutcher truly made it hilariously fun to watch. My niece borrowed it without telling me and I was going to kill her! I was dying to watch it and it had disappeared. Can't wait to watch it for the 6th time when I get home. 4 stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5912536404413413838-3120383954291901622?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3120383954291901622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=3120383954291901622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3120383954291901622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3120383954291901622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-happens-in-vegas-stays-in-vegas.html' title='WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DpXFVrdI/AAAAAAAAADc/pL_hl3vCGrE/s72-c/What.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6907194528523558244</id><published>2008-08-22T16:39:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:48:27.967+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENELOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DUhgIbqI/AAAAAAAAADU/MOwPwWcWg4Y/s1600-h/Penelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237338174036405922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DUhgIbqI/AAAAAAAAADU/MOwPwWcWg4Y/s320/Penelope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very imaginative. Great lesson. Love yourself for who you are, and stop caring about what people think. Easier said than done in some situations I must admit. I love Christina Ricci, and her outfits in the movie were classic! i.e. I definitely admired them. 3 stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5912536404413413838-6907194528523558244?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6907194528523558244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=6907194528523558244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6907194528523558244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6907194528523558244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/penelope.html' title='PENELOPE'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DUhgIbqI/AAAAAAAAADU/MOwPwWcWg4Y/s72-c/Penelope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-181488983889304825</id><published>2008-08-22T16:38:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:49:52.624+03:00</updated><title type='text'>27 DRESSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DD4fkTaI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZP4JiXijSF8/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237337888150277538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DD4fkTaI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZP4JiXijSF8/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute. What girl doesn't look forward to her wedding? (some men included) But a little unrealistic don't you think? They even brought it up in the movie. How could she afford to pay for all those dresses etc. Ladies, you do learn a good lesson in this movie though. After one year of having a crush on the same guy, MOVE ON! He's just not that interested on you. I LOVE watching it ... 3 stars! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-181488983889304825?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/181488983889304825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=181488983889304825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/181488983889304825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/181488983889304825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/27-dresses.html' title='27 DRESSES'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7DD4fkTaI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZP4JiXijSF8/s72-c/27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-4962397044354301329</id><published>2008-08-21T22:53:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:50:14.365+03:00</updated><title type='text'>MADE OF HONOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7CcwirTBI/AAAAAAAAADE/2C3g4gYbSo8/s1600-h/MOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237337216000936978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7CcwirTBI/AAAAAAAAADE/2C3g4gYbSo8/s320/MOH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, a lot of you may know this about me, but I am a HUGE sucker for romantic comedies in addition to just plain comedy especially action comedies. Below are my ratings for the latest romantic comedies out now or soon. Keep in mind that the maximum score is 4 stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7BCtD95ZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BYy_5jXaQgI/s1600-h/MOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7BCtD95ZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BYy_5jXaQgI/s1600-h/MOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7BCtD95ZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BYy_5jXaQgI/s1600-h/MOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made of Honor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVED IT! It was little like My Best Friend's Wedding but switched around. At least this time the guy got the girl ;) I myself love scottish men, but in this movie they made them look plain. Naughty naughty ... I must give this movie 3 1/2 stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5912536404413413838-4962397044354301329?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4962397044354301329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=4962397044354301329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4962397044354301329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4962397044354301329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/made-of-honor.html' title='MADE OF HONOR'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SK7CcwirTBI/AAAAAAAAADE/2C3g4gYbSo8/s72-c/MOH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-1654384674595693077</id><published>2008-06-09T09:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:56:08.938+03:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SEzTtyQ6nbI/AAAAAAAAACU/eafjtNI_wsc/s1600-h/41ald45XU7L._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209771652501118386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SEzTtyQ6nbI/AAAAAAAAACU/eafjtNI_wsc/s320/41ald45XU7L._SS400_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the movie I saw on my flight to Arizona. From the first minute after the show started, I was crying. It was sooooooooo romantic. The story is a of a girl named Holly (Hilary Swank) who marries Gerry, an Irishman (Gerard Butler), whom she meets while on a school trip in Ireland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly (Hilary Swank) was only 18 when she married Gerry (Gerard Butler), but they were madly in love. A few years later Gerry gets passes away. Knowing that his wife Holly will fall in to a deep depression he surprises her by sending her letters and gifts, after he is dead, on different intervals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie is a lovely romantic adventure with Kathy Bates as Holly's Mom, Lisa Kudrow as her best friend, and Jeffrey Dean Morgan YUM! as her late husband's best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely recommend that you see this movie, if not for the sucky romantic stuff, then definitely for the fun adventure and laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s. Trust me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-1654384674595693077?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1654384674595693077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=1654384674595693077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1654384674595693077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1654384674595693077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/ps-i-love-you.html' title='P.S. I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SEzTtyQ6nbI/AAAAAAAAACU/eafjtNI_wsc/s72-c/41ald45XU7L._SS400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-1977043290074710763</id><published>2008-05-06T06:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:14:50.122+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My LONG Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SB_bDhV9BxI/AAAAAAAAACM/-3advmecXxg/s1600-h/BA-0808-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SB_bDhV9BxI/AAAAAAAAACM/-3advmecXxg/s320/BA-0808-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197113348545382162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Everybody! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a while, but I promise the next few articles are worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the U.S.A. right now, and on my way here I used British Airways (BA). For the past year I've been hearing of BA's new club world and since I only went to Europe in 2007 I saw no changes to the seats. The only thing that did change were the blankets they used; however, on my flight from London Heathrow to Phoenix Arizona I finally saw the new sleeper seats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sleeper seats are SO MUCH more comfortable. Even the footstool is better. You can stretch like a cat especially if you're as tall as I am (for a girl). There are so many angles to sit, sleep or lie down AND you can not only pump up your lumbar area but you can also pump up the pillow/head area as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYTHING is easier to get too. The TV, the table, the remote control EVERYTHING. You have an electric socket to plug in for your laptop. There is a drawer to put your laptop or other things you'd like to store for the trip. The TV is touch screen FINALLY. You can play, pause, rewind, forward, and you have so many choices other than movies such as news, tv, games etc. My flight was 11 hours so it was so nice to finally see that on BA. I thought I was going to go crazy on the flight, but luckily I was well entertained. Even my niece was shocked that I only got 20 mins sleep.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say that I have been very disappointed with BA lately; however, this flight was much better than my previous experience in December. I have sworn off BA in the near future though until they get their act together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the positive, I watched a really good movie during the flight and my critique will be out on it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios for now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-1977043290074710763?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1977043290074710763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=1977043290074710763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1977043290074710763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1977043290074710763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-long-trip.html' title='My LONG Trip'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/SB_bDhV9BxI/AAAAAAAAACM/-3advmecXxg/s72-c/BA-0808-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-8039089310348877887</id><published>2008-04-01T09:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:59:02.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R_HcvFhaI5I/AAAAAAAAACE/Eh50LlpNF74/s1600-h/51GqND70YcL._SS500_"&gt;Welcome to my first movie critique! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184167347574416274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R_HcvFhaI5I/AAAAAAAAACE/Eh50LlpNF74/s320/51GqND70YcL._SS500_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although I saw this movie a while back it is still considered pretty new. &lt;strong&gt;Awake&lt;/strong&gt; with Hayden Christensen (Star Wars), Jessica Alba (Honey), and Terrence Howard (Crash), is a thriller about an extremely wealthy young man named Clay Beresford (Hayden Christensen) who undergoes surgery and is not rendered completely unconcious through the anesthesia. This condition is widely known as Anesthesia Awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While "Awake" during his operation Beresford learns of a plot to kill him for his wealth. The best part of the movie was when Beresford has an out of body experience otherwise known as Astral Projection. While out of his body, Hayden's character finds out the truth and tries to get the people around him to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't spoil any more of it for you, but I must tell you about my personal experience first. Once I started watching the movie all I did was cry from the beginning. To the point that my mother left the living room, because she thought she was going to watch a depressing movie. The next thing you know there is a catalyst and everything starts to move at a fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a good movie. I would give it four stars. The movie has an amazing cast including Arlis Howard and Lena Olin whom I did not mention earlier, Hayden Christensen did an excellent job, and the plot was, to me, something new that someone has not tackled in a long time. My hat goes off to the cast for a job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-8039089310348877887?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8039089310348877887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=8039089310348877887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8039089310348877887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8039089310348877887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/awake.html' title='Awake'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R_HcvFhaI5I/AAAAAAAAACE/Eh50LlpNF74/s72-c/51GqND70YcL._SS500_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-8598327829245902834</id><published>2008-03-16T11:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:09:00.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Dreams</title><content type='html'>Do you know the song "Que Sera Sera"? It starts off as "When I was just a little girl I asked my mother what shall I be, Will I be pretty, Will I be rich, and this what she said to me ... " This song is one of my absolute favorites, and it preludes my announcement today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl, I used to dream up so many professions that I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be a doctor, a teacher, an actress, a singer, and also a critic (both food and movies). As it is kind of hard to become the first four, I recently decided that I can do the last one through my blog. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love talking about the lastest movie or restaurant I've been too, and so including my usual ranting on political, economic, and entertainment issues I will also be adding my view on the movies out right now as well as any restaurants I try in Kuwait and through my travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyreading my thoughts as much I will enjoy informing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-8598327829245902834?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8598327829245902834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=8598327829245902834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8598327829245902834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8598327829245902834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/childhood-dreams.html' title='Childhood Dreams'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-3566121791360831580</id><published>2008-02-27T09:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:17:21.766+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulf Salaries</title><content type='html'>Before introducing my latest topic, I'd like to send out a Happy National &amp;amp; Liberation Day to all Kuwaitis and to all who consider Kuwait their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the topic of this article suggests, and as many people in the GCC have noticed in the past few months there has been a steady increase in costs in the region. Some people suggest it is due to the dollar falling and the rising cost of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, the Kuwaiti government and parliament are planning to increase all Kuwaiti and Non-Kuwaiti salaries to help with this inflation. Of course, I am very happy and proud they have come to this decision. I know a lot of families who DON'T have loans, and outstanding bills who are still suffering because of this inflation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I was flipping through a Kuwaiti newspaper (URL:&lt;a href="http://www.alqabas.com.kw/Final/NewspaperWebsite/NewspaperPublic/ArticlePage.aspx?ArticleID=364209"&gt;http://www.alqabas.com.kw/Final/NewspaperWebsite/NewspaperPublic/ArticlePage.aspx?ArticleID=364209&lt;/a&gt; ) the other day and on the cover there was an article stating that Kuwait's Finance Minister has declared that Kuwaiti salaries are the highest in the GCC. I was shocked, because I know for a fact that my friends in the GCC make more money than I do regardless of experience or not. The Finance Minister announced that the information he has provided was received from Kuwait's Civil Service Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially liked the part when the Finance Minister announced that Kuwaiti civilians receive many complimentary services as well as services that are partly supported by the country, that we should work hard, and by so doing, our country will reep the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Finance minister was only talking about the Kuwaiti males in this country, because as far as I know, single or married Kuwaiti females only benefit from free health care (which I would NEVER use unless as an emergency), free education for their kids, and the extra $665 - $840 (depends on their salary) they get a month from the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas, males (it differentiates from single to married but I am going to list all their benefits) get the same $665-$840 range, plus an additional x number of dollars for being married, plus x number of dollars for rent, plus $14,000 if they marry a Kuwaiti female (half of which is a gift and the othe rhalf an interst free loan), $175,000 interest free loan if they want to buy a house, plus free education for their kids, and on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one do not use the free health care beneft unless in emergencies, because of several reasons but mainly because of their lack of efficiency and organization. I'm single so I do not benefit from the free education. In total, the only benefit I get is the extra $665/month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, Bayt.com also released a study declaring UAE and Qatari employees are the highest paid out of all GCC countries. Bayt.com created an online survey in conjunction with market research specialists YouGovSiraj, and polled 15,000 employees in the six GCC countries across 20 industry sectors, including automotive, finance, advertising, IT and pharmaceuticals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on the study and the study itself click on the link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zawya.com/story.cfm/sidZAWYA20080226033039/lok033000080226?weeklynewslettertext"&gt;http://www.zawya.com/story.cfm/sidZAWYA20080226033039/lok033000080226?weeklynewslettertext&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know of a Kuwaiti company that did a survey of GCC salaries a couple of years back, and noticed that their staff were being paid far less than the average GCC employee in their sector. As a result, they increased all employee salaries as they believed appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With both sides provided, I ask you, who are we supposed to believe? If you look at Bayt.com's survey you might be inclined to not support either just as I have. I'm going with my gut instinct, which is that Kuwaiti are not the highest paid in the GCC. I would also trust in Bayt.com's results more than I would trust the Kuwait's Civil Service Commission, especially since the Finance Minister did not specifically say the information provided was up to date. The information could have been months or even years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-3566121791360831580?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3566121791360831580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=3566121791360831580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3566121791360831580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3566121791360831580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/gulf-salaries.html' title='Gulf Salaries'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-4361625277734525038</id><published>2008-02-09T12:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:18:36.452+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Segregation Laws – Intaw Shakoo?</title><content type='html'>Growing up in a private, un-segregated school may have its advantages and disadvantages; although I can not think of a single feasible disadvantage right now.  During my 14 years at Bayan Bilingual School I gained more brothers and sisters than I could have ever imagined. I felt safe, and loved. As we grew up, some of my friends transferred to public school (at the time there were no separate gender private schools), because their parents thought that at a certain age boys and girls should not be associating freely. At the time, I argued that if a parent segregates their child now, in the future, when they start to work they will have to re-associate themselves with the male/female gender anyway! In the end I came to terms with it and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I graduated college and came home I found out that a new law had passed segregating students at Kuwait University. Again, I made the same argument, but who would listen to a 21 year old fresh graduate. Nowadays though, I hear that Parliament is planning on passing a law requesting segregation in private schools and universities as well. All I can say to this is, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Who do you think you are? PRIVATE does not mean public and please feel free to change whatever you want whenever you feel like it. Now, I am not a parent yet, but if I was, as I’m sure many will side with me on this issue I would repeat the question Intaw Shakoo (meaning who are you to decide)? I am the parent. I am the one who decides where and with whom my son or daughter studies. I decide if they can go on a mixed field trip. I decide if they should study drama, art, music, or religion. I decide if they can exercise together NOT Parliament, and certainly NOT the Ministry of Education.  No one should have the right to tell me how to raise my child. Unless I am physically abusing my child (God Forbid), stay away from my private life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separate from the fact that I think this law is absurd; it is also costing the schools and students time and money. MP Ali Fahad Al-Rashed has stated that students are graduating at different times due to problems with segregated classes, as well as an increase in costs for new buildings. Who is going to pay for the changes that have to be made at Kuwait University and the other private schools and universities? Who is going to pay for the new building and the LAND that has to be bought? Let’s remove the idea that neither the universities can cough up that kind of money nor will the parents pay extra school fees to accommodate such a change with what economic inflation is these days. The next usual response will happen. A committee in Parliament will submit a budget to help out the universities. Parliament will argue the cost and it will be stalled for numerous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response to all this mayhem is this. If you (meaning everyone FOR the segregation laws) want segregated universities, build your own. You don’t like the fact that there are mixed schools and universities, blame the Government for approving them in the first place and Parliament for letting it happen. DO NOT under any circumstances change your minds AFTER private citizens worked hard to maintain higher education for your children, or override a parent’s right to raise their child their own way. I repeat this statement to anyone wishing to overrule a parent’s wishes, intaw shako? I do not argue that times change, but I also do not think that changes should have a negative consequence. You may not like my topic of discussion, but I do believe in freedom of speech and speak I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-4361625277734525038?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4361625277734525038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=4361625277734525038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4361625277734525038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4361625277734525038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/segregation-laws-intaw-shakoo.html' title='Segregation Laws – Intaw Shakoo?'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-7623809607203688495</id><published>2008-01-28T13:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T09:34:42.477+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Geben</title><content type='html'>I was taught to be a kind, caring, and giving person. In our religion it states that one must be caring, giving, and to aid people in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My country, Kuwait, provides aid to countries who need our help, whether it be in Asia, Africa, the Americas or even one of our own Arab neighbours; however, aid usually entails money and God only knows where it really goes towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't get is how Kuwait, who knows that there has been a war going on for over 50 years, cannot see fit to help out the ones living in our country and make them legally a part of us. I am not saying that they are not doing it, but I am saying that they are not doing their best. I have relatives and friends that were not "originally" Kuwaiti. Most were of Palestinian decent, but I still see them as a part of us. The country thankfully gave them their due right, but what of the others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It angers me when I see families who have been living in Kuwait for over 40 years, still cannot get a Kuwaiti citizenship. What more loyalty do you need? They can't buy a home, they can't get better education, they can't get better salaries (don't get me started on that), and a child (who's only recognized through the mother's passport) can't travel without the mother. EVEN if it's to a neighbouring Arab country. A woman married to a Kuwaiti for more than 5 years (with wasta) can get a citizenship, why not the ones living in Kuwait for 20+ years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to place a citizenship in a person's hands? A person who calls our country home. A person's who's grandfather used to call our country home. Is it because Kuwait doesn't want them to have all the benefits of being a Kuwaiti? All it needs is a little thinking. Give them a citizenship but not with all the rights of a "first class" Kuwaiti. Just like how Americans are differentiated between naturalized and green card. After a few years VOILA, you are a naturalized citizen. Where is the "giving" that was preached to us all our lives?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-7623809607203688495?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7623809607203688495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=7623809607203688495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7623809607203688495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7623809607203688495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/geben.html' title='Geben'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-3533481620992108041</id><published>2008-01-03T10:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:35:28.507+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What next?</title><content type='html'>While catching up on Kuwait's news and the government's latest drama today during work, I came upon a sentence embedded in an Arab Times article about the Minister of Education and Minister of Higher Education Nouriya Al-Subeeh's grilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sentence stated the following "Meanwhile, parliamentary sources told the Arab Times the segregation law forms part of the grilling because Al-Sebih had promised the National Assembly’s Education Committee to implement the law in private universities".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segregation in all levels of education up to high school I accepted growing up. A few years ago they started segregating Kuwait University's classes and now they're going after the private universities? What's next, private schools, the private business sector, our homes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept the fact that male and female hormones are raging and we should protect our children etc. etc., but the way to protect our children is through education at home and school NOT segregation. If the government thinks they are doing the right thing well think again. The problem lies in when the students are done with class and not during. When walking to their respective classes they meet up, chat, talk, walk side by side GOD SAVE US they might even laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is our society rewinding back to days when women weren't even allowed out of their home? Is that what's next on their agenda? How about private tutoring for all females? That way, the men in Kuwait won't have to see us at all and thanks to the latest technologies we can even work from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say go ahead, make me even less proud to call myself a Kuwaiti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-3533481620992108041?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3533481620992108041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=3533481620992108041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3533481620992108041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3533481620992108041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-next.html' title='What next?'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6412734662677946994</id><published>2007-12-26T23:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T01:39:53.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kuwaiti Myth vs. The Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R3LV7w14kjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xdb3PNEXdkE/s1600-h/The_Wedding_Planner_dvd_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412546737803826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R3LV7w14kjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xdb3PNEXdkE/s320/The_Wedding_Planner_dvd_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the movie The Wedding Planner with Jennifer Lopez in 2001? Ever since she was a little kid, JLo's character in the movie Mary Fiore would marry off her Barbie and Ken. I don't know if this is true of all little girls, but I always dreamt of a big white wedding with all the trims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up I even saved a couple, and I promise only a couple, of pictures of what I would love for my wedding. When I was in college I discovered MAGAZINES! I had subscriptions to practically all of them ranging from InStyle, to Vogue, to Harper's Bazaar, and many more. I love fashion and anything that has to do with it. One day I was at the grocery store, and while checking out I got introduced to InStyle Wedding. OH! How I loved those issues. Checking out bouquets, dresses, hairstyles, rings, it was like having a piece of chocolate after a day of fasting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to when I moved back home after graduation. Over here (in Kuwait) we have our own superstitions/beliefs including the normal ones such as if you walk under a ladder or a black cat crosses your path you'll get bad luck. Once I started working, some of my acquaintances mentioned in passing that in order for me to get married I shouldn't keep my nephew's car seat in my car, not wear any rings that resembled an engagement ring, or buy any wedding magazine! I was also told to stop thinking about marriage, because if I don't, it will never come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For over 6 years I have stuck by these rules, well the last three rules anyway, safety first and all. One day my sister hands me The Secret, eventhough My Mom was begging me to watch it for months, and asks me to watch it, and once I did, it made all that was said to me in the past seem like old wives tails. The Secret tells you, as my beautiful cousin reminded me a couple of days ago, that in order for you to get what you want you have to believe in it, live it, and imagine it to be true i.e. imagine that ring on your finger, see your wedding, see your honeymoon, or your new home with the husband and children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I ask you, which one is the right way to go? The Kuwaiti Myths or The Secret? I for one have already tried The Secret and so many wonderful changes have happened. I have yet to meet Mr. Right, but I know he's out there somewhere. Positive thinking leads to positive results, and whatever God has planned I know it is always for the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5912536404413413838-6412734662677946994?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6412734662677946994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=6412734662677946994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6412734662677946994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6412734662677946994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/kuwaiti-myth-vs-secret.html' title='A Kuwaiti Myth vs. The Secret'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/R3LV7w14kjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xdb3PNEXdkE/s72-c/The_Wedding_Planner_dvd_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-4241589013045623890</id><published>2007-10-30T13:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T12:38:34.850+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>Last night was a great night for some Kuwaitis and a not so great night for others. I live near a sports arena called Al-Arabi club. There was a game going on that night between the Al-Arabi team and the Al-Qadsiya team, and as I was leaving for my cousin's engagement ceremony, cars were parked on pavements, on highways, even in front of people's houses just so they could go and watch the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say that it's wonderful that so many Kuwaitis support football, but as I said before, it was a good night for some and a bad night for others. The Al-Qadsiya team won the game 1-0. So as all the supporters left the stadium they were greeted with a nice parking violation. Every single car parked illegaly was ticketed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might side with the law, but I'm siding withe the supporters. You know why, because the only reason they parked illegaly is because the stadium's management got authorization from the government years back to take out about 3/4 of the already existing parking lot and turn it in to a squash court. Where were people supposed to park? Do you blame them for having to park on the streets? Granted, they could have parked at the supermarket's parking lot right next to it, but as I couldn't see that far I don't know if it was already full or if it was pure laziness on their part. All in all, I still blame the government for not thinking about this situation. Growing up in this town, it is expected that if there is a game going on there will be a large crowd and it will be hard to find proper parking. Fix the problem already or tear down the stadium and move it to a non-residential area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to take this opportunity to add a little positiveness to this article and say CONGRATULATIONS to my cousin H who got engaged last night. H you are a wonderful person, I wish you all the best, and I just hope he knows what a star you are ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-4241589013045623890?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4241589013045623890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=4241589013045623890&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4241589013045623890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4241589013045623890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-8274771162010221611</id><published>2007-10-27T00:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:58:27.693+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Sex and the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLSGqWnI/AAAAAAAAABU/PNT_ar71rjk/s1600-h/PKTMP000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125778266995186290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLSGqWnI/AAAAAAAAABU/PNT_ar71rjk/s320/PKTMP000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm SO excited! FINALLY the Sex and the City movie is underway; eventhough I think they waited too long, I'm sure everyone is looking forward to it just as much as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that I found online, which will get us all excited to see it when it's ultimately released! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLSGqWoI/AAAAAAAAABc/EB4aOvRKtgo/s1600-h/000115a210dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125778266995186306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLSGqWoI/AAAAAAAAABc/EB4aOvRKtgo/s320/000115a210dr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH OH OH! (and no I'm not being Father Christmas!) I see a wedding dress ... wonder what that means ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLiGqWpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XwEDNBXqG0U/s1600-h/satcmoviewedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125778271290153618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLiGqWpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XwEDNBXqG0U/s320/satcmoviewedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLiGqWqI/AAAAAAAAABs/a7vZWU-SIg8/s1600-h/satcmoviewedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125778271290153634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLiGqWqI/AAAAAAAAABs/a7vZWU-SIg8/s320/satcmoviewedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kristin Davis i.e. Charlotte York Goldenblatt in the series/movie looks GORGEOUS in her bridesmaid dress. I wish they had done a better hairdo than that though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLyGqWrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uNCAoRZmZHc/s1600-h/satcmoviewedding5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125778275585120946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLyGqWrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uNCAoRZmZHc/s320/satcmoviewedding5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kim Cattrall (Samantha Jones) and Cynthia Nixon (Miranda Hobbes) as bridesmaids in the movie as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to say each dress is utterly divine ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it seem a little too red, white, and blue to you though?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No release date as of yet, but it seems they're going to have to re-shoot some of the wedding scenes. I hope they don't make us wait too long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-8274771162010221611?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8274771162010221611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=8274771162010221611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8274771162010221611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8274771162010221611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/sex-and-city.html' title='Sex and the City'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/RyJsLSGqWnI/AAAAAAAAABU/PNT_ar71rjk/s72-c/PKTMP000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6021030158451580023</id><published>2007-10-26T22:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T01:01:33.736+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safety'/><title type='text'>Kidnapping in Kuwait</title><content type='html'>I have to warn everyone this is quite a horrible story to hear. I also have to admit that I heard this through a cousin, and I don't know if it's true or not, but I just HAD to do my civic duty as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you may not know. Kuwait is a pretty safe place to live i.e. you can leave your car on and get cash from an ATM, you can leave your handbag on a counter while shopping in a boutique and not worry that it'll be snatched, and you can also hang your handbag on your chair when in a resaurant. When we were kids, you could play in the streets and not worry about any problems such as kidnapping, robbery, murder etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are changing, and this story spurred me to tell all. But before I tell you this story that I heard a couple of days ago. There's another story you need to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a month shy of 28, and yes I have a curfew and yes I still live with my parents, but in our culture you kind of don't have a choice. Anyways, my mother consults for the Ministry of Interior i.e. the Police and she hears all the gory details of women beaten up while trying to get in to their car or a mother who was stopped raped and beaten up by a couple of men etc. and now I am banned from going out after 10:00p.m. without a male escort LOL. It's SO 1900!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the real story ... My cousin and I were discussing different topics the other day, one of which was corruption, when he told me that he heard a shocking story a few days ago. A woman was shopping with her daughter in a supermarket, and turned for a few seconds while picking up some groceries. Next thing you know the daughter disappears. A search is done, her name is called out on the loud speaker, and the next thing you know she's found in the men's bathroom. The daughter's head was shaved, a wig and a new set of clothing on the floor. It seems the kidnappers heard the loud speaker and ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked beyond belief. THIS of all things happening in OUR home country. You'd expect it to happen in Brazil, Italy, or God knows where, but not in a country as safe as ours USED to be. For the past 6 years since I've been back from college I am seeing Kuwait become more unsafe every year and this IS due to all the corruption we have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My message to all living here .. start watching out for yourself and be careful PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-6021030158451580023?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6021030158451580023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=6021030158451580023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6021030158451580023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6021030158451580023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/carrefour.html' title='Kidnapping in Kuwait'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-490460715958935714</id><published>2007-10-25T10:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:42:38.034+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>My Mom always says "Friends are there for a reason, a season or a lifetime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure people grow apart, people have lives, they have disagreements once ina a while, but for me friends will always be friends even if it takes me 3 months to call them back. I love them all, I support them all, and hope they all know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is dedicated to all my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true friend,&lt;br /&gt;that I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Our love for each other has helped us to grow.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through some tough times,&lt;br /&gt;but we've made it through,&lt;br /&gt;The only one I ever trusted was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You helped me through anger,&lt;br /&gt;you've chased away fears.&lt;br /&gt;You held me through sadness,&lt;br /&gt;and kissed away tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stayed by my side&lt;br /&gt;when the world turned away.&lt;br /&gt;You helped me see joy&lt;br /&gt;when the skies were all gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the storm.&lt;br /&gt;You help me be different&lt;br /&gt;when I shouldn't conform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand&lt;br /&gt;when you knew we would fall.&lt;br /&gt;Every heartache,&lt;br /&gt;you saw me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the best friend to you,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;but this much is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gets you down,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere to turn,&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you through and&lt;br /&gt;I'll share your concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to return every favor,&lt;br /&gt;When you're sure that you'll drown,&lt;br /&gt;then I'll be your lifesaver;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we both go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter at all,&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;whenever you call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull you out&lt;br /&gt;when life pulls you under.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sun&lt;br /&gt;when there's lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's all over,&lt;br /&gt;And we've fought every war,&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I promise,&lt;br /&gt;Of this I am sure,&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes&lt;br /&gt;that we're put to our rest.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that you know that,&lt;br /&gt;My friend, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there is a Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;then I know you'll be there,&lt;br /&gt;That if you die first&lt;br /&gt;then you'll hear every prayer.&lt;br /&gt;And soon I'll join you,&lt;br /&gt;but just know until then.&lt;br /&gt;That I'll miss you each day&lt;br /&gt;'til I see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my guiding light,&lt;br /&gt;You'll lead me to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;away from the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be there together,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll never grow old.&lt;br /&gt;And we'll walk hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;On the streets paved of gold ... (Anonymous)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-490460715958935714?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/490460715958935714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=490460715958935714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/490460715958935714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/490460715958935714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/friends.html' title='FRIENDS'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-4964710795488418503</id><published>2007-10-21T23:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:44:56.489+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice System</title><content type='html'>I just can't help myself. Here's my latest displeasure ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (our last day of the weekend for some who don't know), I'm unwinding after a long day of spending time with friends and family. I switch on my brother's TV (shshshsh don't tell him), and decide to watch a couple of episodes of HOUSE MD. I was planning on watching one actually, and then try and go to bed at around 10p.m. I know that's a bit early for some but I had to get up early to go pick up a friend before going to work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to my story. I was watching my first episode of HOUSE when I jump out of my seat NOT because they were giving the patient a colonoscopy while AWAKE, but because people were lighting fireworks in our neighborhood. I let it pass the first couple of times (kids will be kids you know), but then they would re-light 15 minutes later again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my father sleeps early and I was really worried about him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at 10:15p.m. when I got really aggravated. I called my Mom downstairs (No, I did not actually call her. It was on intercom.) and told her that if they do it one more time I was going to call the police. My father has Parkinson's disease, Cholestrol, Diabetes AND high blood pressure, and I wasn't about to let anything rattle him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:45p.m., they are at it again and I had finally had enough. I call 777 (that's 911 over here) and give in my complaint. They graciously take all the information and say they are sending a patrol car right over. PHEW! I settle back down and decide to keep watching my THIRD episode whilst I calm down. A few minutes later the noise stopped and I was very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the third show was over I called my Mom downstairs again and told her what happened. Guess what, turns out that the police called back a few minutes later . . . I didn't here the phone ring in mybrother's room . . . to tell us that if we wanted something done we had to go all the way down to the police station and make a formal complaint. Can you believe it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother said no thank you. The gentlemanly police officer said eventhough we weren't going to file an official complaint that they were still going to tell those people to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my older sister always says "What the Help!" I told Mom that I was shocked at this kind of attitude from our justice system as I know that fireworks are illegal in Kuwait. Mom disagreed, but the detailed journalist that I am, I called my sister (a corporate lawyer) and asked her if it was or wasn't illegal and she confirmed not only is it against the law to USE fireworks in Kuwait, but that it is also illegal to SELL fireworks in Kuwait. So there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the whole story ... I think our justice system needs a few lessons from NYPD or Scotland Yard right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, don't I have a right to be aggravated at the sheer stupidity of what they said?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-4964710795488418503?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4964710795488418503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=4964710795488418503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4964710795488418503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4964710795488418503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/justice-system.html' title='Justice System'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-7243683735772818461</id><published>2007-10-11T13:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:26:48.810+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Personalized Items</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE personalized items. Whether it's my name carved on a wooden plate on my desk, or the gold chain around my neck (just like Carrie's from Sex in the city but mine's in Arabic), or even my specially designed paper bags and cards for when I have gifts to giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a lover of personalized items, or you want to get them as a gift for someone (hint hint), or if you're just a beginner and want to try it out, check out these sites and products I'll be mentioning or just check out the stores nearest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest catch, thanx to my friend Anthony, is shopintuition.com. They have a full personalized items section, and below are just some of the pieces they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4FZt5lkAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OZJBgmacmvM/s1600-h/totes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120035765742833666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4FZt5lkAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OZJBgmacmvM/s320/totes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEESH personalized tote bags for $60, and guess who already owns one TERRI HATCHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4F2d5lkBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WnaJj5XTCrQ/s1600-h/sweats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036259664072722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4F2d5lkBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WnaJj5XTCrQ/s320/sweats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEESH Personalized Hoodies @ $99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4GcN5lkCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/94bIHIDzXkA/s1600-h/babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036908204134434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4GcN5lkCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/94bIHIDzXkA/s320/babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalized Baby Bib and Hat Set $38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also order personlized baby burp cloth sets, baby onesies, and baby hoohded cuddle towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things to find at shopintuition.com. Have FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-7243683735772818461?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7243683735772818461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=7243683735772818461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7243683735772818461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7243683735772818461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/personalized-items.html' title='Personalized Items'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rw4FZt5lkAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OZJBgmacmvM/s72-c/totes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-1914462532845749705</id><published>2007-10-08T14:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:44:51.416+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A EID GODSEND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nafnofy.com/product_info.php?cPath=16&amp;amp;products_id=64&amp;amp;osCsid=9c03fdd267adaab0744ce9b95defa1fe"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nafnofy.com/product_info.php?cPath=37&amp;amp;products_id=166&amp;amp;osCsid=9c03fdd267adaab0744ce9b95defa1fe"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nafnofy.com/product_info.php?cPath=37&amp;amp;products_id=171&amp;amp;osCsid=9c03fdd267adaab0744ce9b95defa1fe"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rwolv95lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ufp0r-jaM7A/s1600-h/nafnofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118945432460169202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rwolv95lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ufp0r-jaM7A/s320/nafnofy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Everybody! I know I haven't been writing for a VERY long time and I got a lot of beef for that from my friends, but I had two very reasonable excuses: 1) I was out of the country for a month and 2) I was so sick of writing negative things about what is going on around me that I decided to stop until I found things that I am positively proud of, and I am proud to say I found them. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as per the subject of this article I came across this site while surfing through facebook I think. The add caught my attention and I found the most amazing tops and accessories you can imagine. Clutches as low as KD 11, tops or dresses as low as KD 6, and adorable accessories as low as KD 5! I immediately told my cousins about this site and they started shopping. Two days later my cousin shows up dressed up in items all bought from nafnofy.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies AND Gentlemen! Don't waste time. Click on Nafnofy.com and start buying! EID is JUST around the corner ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5912536404413413838-1914462532845749705?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1914462532845749705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=1914462532845749705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1914462532845749705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/1914462532845749705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/nafnofycom.html' title='A EID GODSEND!'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ORbydX3fhQE/Rwolv95lj_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ufp0r-jaM7A/s72-c/nafnofy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6684838270820281998</id><published>2007-08-09T17:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T18:21:11.718+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Embarrassment!</title><content type='html'>This post is related to my earlier article Water &amp;amp; Electricity. Since that post the Energy Ministry has launched a full scale media campaign called "Tarsheed" meaning conservation. There are billboards, flyers, MUPIS, booths at malls, even people calling you at home asking you to turn the AC up or switch off your lights when it is no longer needed. This is NOT the embarrassing part. The embarrassing part is when other countries, international medias AND emails are sent out making us look so bad I am actually embarrassed to call myself a Kuwaiti. I just got this joke today and I felt like Carrie at the prom with pig's blood all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A Man dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country. He goes to the German hell and asks, "What do they do here?"He is told: "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour.Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour.Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day." The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on. He checksout the American hell, as well as the Russian hell and many more.He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell. Then he comes to the Kuwaiti hell and finds that there is a long line of people from all nationalities waiting to get in. Amazed, he asks, "What do they do here?"He is told, "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour, and then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Kuwaiti devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day." "But that is exactly the same as all the other hells. Why are there so many people waiting to get in?"The answer goes: "Because maintenance is so bad, there is no electricity so the electric chair doesn't work. Some Bengali has stolen all the nails from the bed. And the devil is a retired Government employee, so he comes in, signs the register and then goes to have tea and eats his falafel." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I want to say, KUWAIT YOU MAKE ME PROUD! and shout it from the rooftops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I say Kuwait you make me sad! And all of you who think it's funny to make fun of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being bullies and GROW UP. There are worse things going on in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-6684838270820281998?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6684838270820281998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=6684838270820281998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6684838270820281998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6684838270820281998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-embarrassment.html' title='My Embarrassment!'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-8022441550234269182</id><published>2007-07-30T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T12:49:30.931+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan eeesa comin'</title><content type='html'>We've heard it mentioned in TV shows and Hollywood movies when people have lost their "Christmas Spirit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our country, I feel many have lost the "Ramadan Spirit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan, Islam's month of fasting,  used to be a gathering of family, of funny and dramatical tv shows, of Gergean (the Arabic trick or treat), of peace and spiritual relief, and it still is to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've noticed a shift lately, or perhaps it's the fact that I'm "still growing up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was booking a business trip and I unfortunately have had to push it so that I show up a day before Ramadan, and there were no empty seats on the plane back as people are returning to Kuwait last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know and heard of many people who leave Kuwait during the Holy Month of Ramadan as to not partake in this ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question is, What's happened to the "Ramadan Spirit"? I know it's not a lack of faith, as many Kuwaitis seem to be more religious then when I was a child. Is it such a bother to fast and pray vigorously for one month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of Ramadan is to thank God for the good things he has giving us in life, and to remember that there are poor people worse off than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are some people in a state of denial? Do they not want to remember that there are other people suffering in the world, or do they just not believe in God anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-8022441550234269182?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8022441550234269182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=8022441550234269182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8022441550234269182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/8022441550234269182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/07/ramadan-eeesa-comin.html' title='Ramadan eeesa comin&apos;'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-244464949302232146</id><published>2007-06-24T09:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:04:17.789+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Law</title><content type='html'>As a Kuwaiti I was priviledged to be able to study abroad, work minimum wage jobs because I loved the work when I really didn't need the money, and drive at all hours of the day and night knowing that I'd be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you may ask, did I feel safe? It was because I knew 911 would be there if I needed them whether it be a police officer, an ambulance, or a fire truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including the fact that while I was living in the USA, I sometimes found police officers patrolling my building when they never had a need too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm back home in my beautiful country; however, here I see police officers, and their senior officials not focusing on the places they should be i.e. not patrolling towns or malls, but standing at a traffic light. Like anyone is going to run a red light or speed when he's right there! To me that's PURE laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago a new law was requested that all women cannot work after 8p.m. Ofcourse any one would wonder why, and the answer is that it's for our safety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my argument is this. If it's for our safety then instead of minimizing our (the women living in Kuwait) chances at making a decent living, and having the freedom of choice then increase your patrol cars where you've sited trouble. Make it a law for all restaurants, companies, buildings etc. to increase their security, but DON'T submit another law preventing women from doing what they want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-244464949302232146?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/244464949302232146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=244464949302232146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/244464949302232146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/244464949302232146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-law.html' title='New Law'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-7640528931234514318</id><published>2007-06-19T08:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:10:44.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hollywood Frustration</title><content type='html'>Has anyone seen the latest updates of Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, Brittany Spears, Nicole Richie, and last years fiascos from Mel Gibson and other celebrities. I understand that stardom comes with A LOT of pressure, but ruining your reputation and your health is NOT the right way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girls look up to Lindsey and Paris and in the end they see one go off to re-hab (for the second time!) and the other to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey is 20 and shouldn't even be drinking OR clubbing and I'm sorry but she looks at least 30 now with all the alcohol, cigarettes, and partying she's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris disregarded the law (great role model), and is now in jail crying her eyes out. This from a woman who is over 25, who has her own show, her own perfume, her own CD, and STILL acts immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany Spears is another example. She's adored by many young ladies AND young men, but what kind of role model is she giving when she marries a guy who we all knew was not good enough for her, a man who was using her, and in the end she ends up drinking, partying, and finally having a nervous breakdown, shaves her head and enters a re-hab clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course the drama doesn't stop there. She ends up coming out of re-hab and goes straight back to drinking and partying. Again she's over 25 people!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Nicole Richie is a different story. She keeps a low profile, but when she is in the spotlight she looks so immaciated and malnutritioned that her belly is sticking out as if she were pregnant. Her father Lionel richie said ina n interview that she just doesn't eat, but for someone who has everything she could ever need, why is she starving herself. Something is amiss and I recommend a Psychiatrist to help STAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, Mel Gibson. Mel is an absolutely AMAZING actor from Hamlet to the Lethal Weapon movies to the Passion of Christ. This man has a gift. Ok so he fell off the wagon. Ok he apologized, but why did he put himself in that situation in the first place. If it was the Lebanon/Israeli conflict that was bothering him then HEY! it bothered me as well, but you don't see me run across the street and beat up the first person I see to let out MY frustration. No I just set up a blog ;) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the point of this whole article is that I've been seeing more and more stars fall down due to stupid mistakes that they should be able to control. Even Jane Fonda said in a recent interview that the stars of today don't take acting and show business as seriously as they did in her days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we have to face facts that children look at what the cool people are doing and not what their Moms, Dads or Aunts and Uncles do. My question is, What can we do about it? Ban our kids from watching TV or listening to Music? Educate them? Stage a protest against such behavior? What do YOU think should be done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-7640528931234514318?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7640528931234514318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=7640528931234514318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7640528931234514318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/7640528931234514318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-hollywood-frustration.html' title='My Hollywood Frustration'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-3754856431731067998</id><published>2007-06-18T16:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:53:52.265+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Water &amp; Electricity</title><content type='html'>I’m sure people all over the world have water and electricity problems in their country or home towns, but when an OIL rich country has that problem as well, you question it. Lucky me, answers were provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I ruin the story by sharing the answers I want to tell you what I went through. In March and April of this year I was late to work at least once a week, because by the time I wake up to take a shower in the morning there was no water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course as soon as I found that out I would go back to sleep and try again a couple of hours later. Thank God my company doesn’t have any sign in sheets or finger print machines, just cameras that tell if you came in that day or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my already ignited frustration was increased when I found out a minister in the government had bought a generator before the summer season even began, knowing what this summer and the government had to hold for us i.e. the water and electricity rations and rolling blackouts from 1p.m.-5p.m. everyday! See &lt;a href="http://ansam518.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ansam518.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for another story on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More gasoline was added to the fire when my sister told me a couple of days ago WHY we’re having these problems? Do you want to know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that for the past few years a former Energy Ministry was working on an energy plant knowing we were going to end up with this problem that we have now, and it was delayed because he was trying to give his brother’s company the contract! A Korean company in which his brother had a big stake in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say the government found out about it, which is why he was removed and Mr. Mohammed Al-Aleem is now in charge. It also explains the electricity, and water problem we are facing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, how long are we going to stand by and let our country be used for other people’s pleasures? How long do we have to sit around and watch specific governmental, royal, or merchant figures suck Kuwait dry ad leave the rest of our countrymen behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking of "What you country can DO for you, but what you can DO for your country!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-3754856431731067998?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3754856431731067998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=3754856431731067998&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3754856431731067998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/3754856431731067998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/water-electricity.html' title='Water &amp; Electricity'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6557020532323640616</id><published>2007-06-18T14:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:18:26.097+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Song</title><content type='html'>It just proves the saying "Don't judge a book by its cover"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0dzZTPWrSM&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0dzZTPWrSM&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=En0A8KGMgq8&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=En0A8KGMgq8&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masha'Allah ... They have a huge future ahead of them both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-6557020532323640616?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6557020532323640616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=6557020532323640616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6557020532323640616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/6557020532323640616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/beautiful-song.html' title='Beautiful Song'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-4225331511986937191</id><published>2007-06-18T12:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:18:36.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Care of Our Kuwait</title><content type='html'>I’m not a huge supporter of environmental activism i.e. I don’t protest, it’s not on my agenda everyday, and it does not control my everyday thoughts; however, over the past year I have noticed some shameful abuse of our country’s environment and generosity that has led me to write this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted our country has a lot of catching up and organization to do, but what aggravates me is the abuse our own countrymen and visitors are causing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office in Kuwait City overlooks a stoplight intersection. During the day, cars push their limits by crossing the line after the red-light has flashed causing grid-lock, and then the horns start blazing. It’s so loud; I literally jump up from my seat. My question is: Why pass the line in the first place when you know you don’t have that far to go? Is it going to kill you if you wait another 3 minutes before the stop light turns green again? Don’t you know you’re causing noise pollution? And especially ME a headache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just getting started. How about the air pollution and littering that I see. Why do we have to employ people to pick up after us in the streets? I salute McDonalds for doing their part and handing out little baggies you can fill your trash with. If you don’t like the smell of old cigarettes in your car then don’t smoke in your car, and certainly don’t drop your cigarettes on the streets, parking lots and wherever you find convenient. There IS something called a garbage bin. If you don’t want any trash in your car then don’t drink, eat, or sneeze in your car, but don’t make it someone else’s job to pick up after you. What are you? Two years old? My niece picks up after herself and I don’t even have to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’m trying to say. To appeal to all who live in this beautiful country of ours is PLEASE be reasonable. Once the stop light turns yellow, stop at the line. Once your done with something in your car, stuff it in the ashtray or a bag and then dump it in a trash whenever you the get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s make Kuwait as beautiful as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5912536404413413838-4225331511986937191?l=kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4225331511986937191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5912536404413413838&amp;postID=4225331511986937191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4225331511986937191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5912536404413413838/posts/default/4225331511986937191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaiti-thoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-care-of-our-kuwait.html' title='Take Care of Our Kuwait'/><author><name>Aseel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912536404413413838.post-6698079045604368274</id><published>2007-06-18T09:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:18:45.293+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Our Children Safe</title><content type='html'>I’m no parent, and I can honestly agree that I know half the anxiety and pressure a parent is under when taking care and educating their children; however, I am an Aunt of 9, and I take pride in saying that I have influenced most of them (some were born with a head on their shoulders! Masha’Allah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’ve told you my family tree, I’ll explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a small, quiet town in Kuwait and I love it. We have an embassy and country offices in this small town. We have a stadium, banks, and a huge co-op, but what we don’t have are parents who watch out for their kids and what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I like doing in my town is walking, and the town recently opened a new garden for children to play. The garden has a basketball court, swings, and other children’s toys. The garden wasn’t open 6 months before I found graffiti all over the basketball court’s walls and on the toys supplied by our government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our town’s high school just had a new wall erected around it, and as I was driving to work the other day, yup you guessed it, GRAFITTI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want more? A couple of years ago, I was in my car on my way home. School was out, and as I was turning in to my drive way when these kids just charged in the middle of the street on their bikes without looking right or left. I nearly hit two of them. I didn’t get angry. I called the eldest and sweetly asked him to be careful, to take care of each other, and that I don’t want them to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that day I was on my way home again with a friend. My friend was driving and the same kids walked right in front of us. I had had it by this time. I wasn’t about to have a child’s death on my hands, so I got out of the car and started screaming at all of them. You know what they did? They just walked off. A gentleman even got out of a neighboring diwaniya and started doing the same. We were both on our last nerve. Now ask me, was there a maid present at any of these events? No. Were there any parents around? No. Were some of the kids younger than 6? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shocking story: The night my sister got married, my brother and I were on our way home when we saw a baby boy (max. 3 years old) out on the street. We picked him up. My brother dropped me home and he went from house to house asking whom this kid belonged too. Again, where were the parents? It was 3a.m. for goodness sakes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my latest frustration, I did mention I love walking in my town, especially in cool weather with my iPod blasting. We have a couple of new houses being built on our main street, and as I was passing by the construction site two kids crawled from under the construction walls and ran like little mice. I was so shocked and scared beyond belief. What if something had happened to them? What if one had slipped and fell through the iron spikes they have set up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plea is not only to the parents but also to our men in uniform, the police. Keep a look out for kids astray and vandalism, and formally inform the justice system and the parents of the children you catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PLEASE parents! Pay attention to the kids. If you’re exhausted send them to your sister or brother, or even your mother’s house to play, but don’t neglect them, and please parents don’t let your kids learn about vandalism. 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