<?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-18124057</id><updated>2011-04-27T17:42:23.639+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr.Lost</title><subtitle type='html'>I try to focus on writing controversial issues.. i love debates, and seeing  how different people think and react to different situations..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-562547388356419336</id><published>2007-03-31T02:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T03:08:46.438+03:00</updated><title type='text'>80 %</title><content type='html'>430 million kd per year are spent on sending patients for treatment abroad.. who gets to go ? lets just say that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of those that get to go are those with connections..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of them can also be treated here because the treatment is available but they just wanna go abroad because they think us kuwaiti doctors know jack shit.. which is true ;p lool im kidding of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 80% of them dont even need to go because almost everything is available here (resources/medicine/dr's/ etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of the money being spent on these people could be saved if they go by my plan (ill tell you in a bit about that) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of the money spent on them is spent on the family members accompanying them (hotel/pocket money/air tickets/ etc..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of them come back worse than when they were first sent there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these numbers are all made up.. except the 430 million kd bit.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution would be (My Plan): Bring these big shot doctors from abroad (that we keep referring patients to) for like 2 weeks every few months and you'd be saving 80% of the 430 million kd's.. basically we already get these so called  "visiting doctors" which are usually really good ones that are consultants/professors etc every once in a while, but they only stay for like a week and only see about 40-50 patients..and we pay them for their visit/air tickets/hotel  etc, but they only bring a few per year which only get to see a very small number of patients.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by getting these visiting doctors MORE OFTEN then we would literally be saving &gt;80% of the 430 million..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt you want ME to be in charge of Medicine in Kuwait?! ;pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: noticed how bloggers these days are so laid back and dont read/comment anymore? what happened to the &gt;60 comments that i used to get? r my posts that boring these days? weren't they always boring anyways? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-562547388356419336?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/562547388356419336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=562547388356419336' title='84 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/562547388356419336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/562547388356419336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/03/80.html' title='80 %'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>84</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-8716451421381942555</id><published>2007-03-27T02:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T02:34:55.077+03:00</updated><title type='text'>GET ME OUTTA HERE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RghYV9kT5LI/AAAAAAAAACM/kLvVGYMdBDw/s1600-h/funny_signs_gallery_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RghYV9kT5LI/AAAAAAAAACM/kLvVGYMdBDw/s320/funny_signs_gallery_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046380516795999410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this happened a few years back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was travelling to Jordan for the first time ever, so anyways.. i was sooo late to the airport, literally running with my back pack, and i finally get to the gate, and the man at the gate looks at me and says: "Come on you're the last passenger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get in the plane, and of course i get the dirtiest looks from every single human being on the plane for being late.. and i just keep smiling tryin to win some hearts .. didnt work but whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways i sit down next to some kuwaiti dude in a dishdasha , and im thinkin to myself:  "Hmmm.. kinda odd.. why are there so many kuwaitis going to jordan? (as i was recalling all the mad faces lookin at me and mostly were guys in dishdashas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i look at the dude next to me, and this was our convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "o'7ooy.. inta wain rayi7?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "hehe.. 7elwa hathi, ya3ni akeed rayi7 nafs il mokan ily int rayi7la !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "la la, min 9iji walah, wain imsafir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "ya3ni wain bala? il Ba7rain.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "BAHRAIN???? are you serious??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks at me all puzzled, thinkin who's this crazy a** mofo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly get up, run to the main exit and look at the stewartist and tell her "get me off this plane, im on the wrong plane!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me and says: "sir please sit down, we dont have time for games now.. we already closed the door.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT PLAYIN you woman im on the wrong plane, here look at my ticket!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes people.. its a true story.. and it was the most embarrassing moment ever, coz i made the biggest scene ever by gettin on as the last passenger then tryin to get off the freakin plane after delaying them for 20 minutes ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did get off the plane.. but in my defense, the two gates were next to each other and the boarding area was shared, and thats how i ended up in the wrong area.. long story.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. GOD ... fine yal 7anna ya &lt;a href="http://no3ik.blogspot.com"&gt;no3ik&lt;/a&gt;.. i dedicate this bloody post to you.. happy now? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-8716451421381942555?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/8716451421381942555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=8716451421381942555' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/8716451421381942555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/8716451421381942555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/03/get-me-outta-here.html' title='GET ME OUTTA HERE !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RghYV9kT5LI/AAAAAAAAACM/kLvVGYMdBDw/s72-c/funny_signs_gallery_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-4276129971332626458</id><published>2007-03-19T01:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:51:32.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOCK ME !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rf27A-WMlwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZmW9NV-mewY/s1600-h/funny-pictures-best-way-to-cheat-apk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rf27A-WMlwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZmW9NV-mewY/s320/funny-pictures-best-way-to-cheat-apk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043392783135315714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              Smart Way to cheat .. i mean even if she gets caught, i believe they'll let her continue                                     cheating and "look the other way".. if you know what i mean ;p  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talkin to a friend of mine today (he's married) .. and he's been married for a few years now.. anyways, so this is what he tells me.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Dude, i have a new girlfriend, and she is f****** hot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dude.. aren't you still married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm.. go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he tells me about how he met her bla bla)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: im just curious.. did you get married to someone you loved or was it through family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: through family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i see.. umm.. do you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: well we just met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: you IDIOT.. i was referring to your WIFE you butt face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: lol.. umm.. we have an understanding.. mitfahmeen ya3ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTF? so she thinks you love her or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: i dunno.. we just understand each other.. we are living our lives normally, sex etc, but not much when it comes to feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: so .. why did you get married when you were so young (around 20 years old) and have kids already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: man i was just a horny bastard.. i regret it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that sad? Do you have ANY idea how many people i know that are married and are cheating on their wives this second? every minute of everyday?!  its sad.. and that scares me, because its become an epidemic, both men and women in kuwait cheat on their spouses, of course not everyone, not most, but many do.. and its scary.. so much for encouraging me to get married !! if my future wife ever cheats on me, its sooo over, no forgive and forget bullshit, forgiveness my ass woman !! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no wonder the divorce rates are so high in kuwait these days.. i blame it on people getting married at young ages, and for all the wrong reasons (for money, for sex, just to be called married, to have a freakin baby who cries 24/7) .. not for love.. know what im sayin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-4276129971332626458?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/4276129971332626458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=4276129971332626458' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/4276129971332626458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/4276129971332626458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/03/shock-me.html' title='SHOCK ME !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rf27A-WMlwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZmW9NV-mewY/s72-c/funny-pictures-best-way-to-cheat-apk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-2899815415251294416</id><published>2007-03-06T01:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:33:38.452+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blonde Moments ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Reyfpt1rQ5I/AAAAAAAAABs/0JFBhr7-H88/s1600-h/help-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Reyfpt1rQ5I/AAAAAAAAABs/0JFBhr7-H88/s320/help-me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038577622148924306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Reyfpt1rQ6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qPTeX0dCOTs/s1600-h/blonde-wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Reyfpt1rQ6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/qPTeX0dCOTs/s320/blonde-wish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038577622148924322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. first i have to say that every human being has his/her blonde moments, but for some odd reason lately i have been having MANY blonde moments.. i blame it on the women i  talk to these days ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Blonde moment #1:  (this occured a few days back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taking history from a patient who has a chees sha3ar (pilonidal sinus--&gt; google it coz this aint a freakin medical website :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmm..  wain mukan chees il sha3ar ily 3indik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: here.. (pointing)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: inzain.. umm.. cham sha3ar 3indik bil chees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: shinu doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: CHAM SHA3AR 3INDIK BL CHEES?! (its a simple question!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: shlon ya3ni doctor? a3id il sha3ar ily bl chees? shlon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: LOL ... (it hit me that i was havin my blonde moment) sorry, qa9di cham shahar 9arla hal chees ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was an embarrassing badliyah.. no wonder he asked me if i was gonna be the one operating on him ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde moment#2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time EVER i finally get a hot patient, and i was taking history from her i reached the part where i ask where she works/marital status etc) ... YES WE ARE supposed to ask about that, its not only coz i was interested in her.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: umm.. mitzawja (are you married)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: yes doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: DAMN.. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: shinu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: did i say that out loud?? ( LOOOL 7addi afashil.. )  la la salamtich asif wala shay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats when she asked to be examined by a female doctor :p  la im kiddin, she didnt do that :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde moment #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im walkin in the hospital, and i see a  familiar face, he was a patient we operated on a few weeks back.. here's the convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hala walah, shlonik? mirta7 inshallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: aiwa ya doctor rabina y'7aleekom liya walahi kol 7aga ba2it tamam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: zain , il7amdilah inik iftakait min il dooda il zayda, 3ashan la it7ateeha bil mostaqbal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAtient: AIH?? INTO SHILTOOLI IL DOODA IL ZAYDA KAMAN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: umm.. mo sawainalik il zayda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: laa ya doctor, ana kan 3andi fatk mish zayda.. bas shiltooha laih?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: hehe la la sorry, ma shilnaha, ana im'7arbit bainik w bain maree'9 thani.. sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: ya doctor winabi ita2kid latkoono shiltooha bil '3alat wala 7aga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: lol la mat'7afsh walah ma shilnaha , tithakartik walah il7een ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(how embarrassing.. but you cant blame me, i cant always remember what operation we did for what patient, and its not like he had his bloody file on him, he was just sayin hi to begin with ;p  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-2899815415251294416?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/2899815415251294416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=2899815415251294416' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/2899815415251294416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/2899815415251294416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-blonde-moments-p.html' title='My Blonde Moments ;p'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Reyfpt1rQ5I/AAAAAAAAABs/0JFBhr7-H88/s72-c/help-me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-3122671473201884653</id><published>2007-02-23T16:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:02:01.303+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is she serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/ReCZqT7K0nI/AAAAAAAAABg/kPK6DooaHsg/s1600-h/funny_signs_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/ReCZqT7K0nI/AAAAAAAAABg/kPK6DooaHsg/s320/funny_signs_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035193335582216818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i've been busy.. so sorry for not posting sooner, like anyone cares.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. so i was at coffee bean kaifan the other day, doin some reading.. as i witnessed the following situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two old women (like early 40's), dressed all nice, lookin elegant bla bla, walk in and order some coffee at the counter.. and as they were ordering, this young girl (maybe 19 years old) walks in with her books and sits on one of the sofas.. and about 45 seconds later these two other women approach her and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Woman #1: "This is our spot, we were here.." (she was speakin kuwaiti, not english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl: "oh im sorry, ill get up now.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old woman #2 looks at Old woman #1 in surprise.. (obviously old woman #2 didnt like what old woman #1 did, but didnt seem to care coz she did nuthin about it)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then these two old women sit in the poor girl's spot and watch the young girl as she walks away and they laugh about what they just did to the young girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW F******** RUDE was that??? i wanted to get up and slap old woman #1 and go give young girl a hug ;p no but seriously can you believe how rude she was?! it was NOT old woman #1's spot, and it was unfair of her to make the poor girl that wanted to come to study to get up and move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishraykom intaw?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-3122671473201884653?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/3122671473201884653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=3122671473201884653' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/3122671473201884653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/3122671473201884653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-she-serious.html' title='Is she serious?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/ReCZqT7K0nI/AAAAAAAAABg/kPK6DooaHsg/s72-c/funny_signs_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-8586978255009496118</id><published>2007-02-11T23:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:42:08.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you gotta be like that foo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc-E-D7K0lI/AAAAAAAAABI/UkIv3KbVOec/s1600-h/ikea_stools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc-E-D7K0lI/AAAAAAAAABI/UkIv3KbVOec/s320/ikea_stools.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030385510536368722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still laughin at what happened at work today.. kept thinkin " i gotta post this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so im walkin in the hallway heading towards the wards, then this indian guy comes up to me, he's holding a nylon bag in his hand, looks at me and says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Doctor.. hatha wain iyroo7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: shinu "hatha"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: hatha "braaj test"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what? shinu "braaj" test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im thinkin, is this a new test i dont know about? what the hell is "braaj test"? does he know somethin i dont know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: BRAAJ test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: you mean "blood test"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: NO.. moo blood.. shoof ana waree inta hatha shinu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he opens his bag and gets out a white plastic cup thats closed, then opens it, and you know what was in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: hatha braaj, ana iysawi KAKA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kaka ib7aljik inshallah.. lawa3t chabdi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it was a freakin STOOL test, he showed me his SHIT literally, pun soo intended.. that nasty M***** F******* !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: BORAAZ TEST mo Braaj test ! w laish ma gilt KAKA min il awal?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked off, disgusted, nauseated, and couldnt imagine eating for the next 2 days :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with people? are they retarded? who walks around showing a stool sample to people to get directions to a lab?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-8586978255009496118?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/8586978255009496118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=8586978255009496118' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/8586978255009496118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/8586978255009496118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-you-gotta-be-like-that-foo.html' title='Why you gotta be like that foo?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc-E-D7K0lI/AAAAAAAAABI/UkIv3KbVOec/s72-c/ikea_stools.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-5337446828874332253</id><published>2007-02-10T15:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:33:53.781+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts... #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc26Gz7K0jI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wdofkm8naKU/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc26Gz7K0jI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wdofkm8naKU/s320/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029880985023074866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just gonna be totally random.. so you'll hear me talkin about 10 different things.. im not manic.. im just thinkin randomly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, for starters, im sick :( it happened suddenly, the regular flu/sore throat (annual shit) , but now im breathing through half a nostril :((  its so hard to breathe that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing my surgery internship now, and im starting to love surgery, i love operating, hoping to get an appendix case every freakin day (coz thats what we're allowed to operate on freely ;p )  but now im confused whether i wanna specialize in pediatrics or surgery.. ?! i like kids, yet i like to cut ppl open and remove their cause of pain, because the look on the patients face after being operated on (when their pain is relieved) is just priceless.. me confused :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day we had a patient come at 2:30 a.m. he was a 20'somethin year old kid who got shot in his arm with a shotgun (by his freakin neighbour!) dont know the details, but gets you thinkin its definately over a girl.. which is sad.. why do ppl do this? how can you become that crazy as to shoot your own neighbour/friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curently im up to date with the following shows: Prison Break, LOST, Desperate Housewives, Grey's Anatomy, American Idol Season 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lovin 'em all.. i wanna go to american idol next year.. there is no way in hell that i would make it thru to Hollywood, unless the judges are deaf.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with Nicole Scherzinger (Pussycat dolls) ... but she still doesnt know that I exist.. anyone has her number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Italy, round trip thru Milano, Roma, Firenze, Venezia.. so who wants to come with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some serious studyin done, any suggestions of a good place to study at? a quite coffee place.. gimme suggestions please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna add an extra name or whatever its called to my name, basically i wanna be called BLA BLA AL-BLA III "the Third" --&gt; can i do that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-5337446828874332253?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/5337446828874332253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=5337446828874332253' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/5337446828874332253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/5337446828874332253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-thoughts-2.html' title='Random Thoughts... #2'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/Rc26Gz7K0jI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wdofkm8naKU/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-6518541302429116517</id><published>2007-02-02T00:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T03:32:06.905+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercover Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RcJapd4DTYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HiD5zjBsNB4/s1600-h/6th.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RcJapd4DTYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HiD5zjBsNB4/s320/6th.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026679802539756930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight.. so this is a story that an old friend once told me.. im talkin years and years ago.. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;according to him&lt;/span&gt; its a "true story" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember the names of the characters in the story but here are their new names :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy called "Moe", was studying in the US (college), and he was renting an apartment in which his roommate was a woman, called "Jude"--&gt; i like that name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Moe's mother decided to visit him and stay with them for a week or so in the US, and when she arrived she was shocked to find out that her son was rooming with a woman.. she didnt like the idea, and was suspicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Moe, i have a feeling you're sleeping with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe: mom are you insane? of course not, its sinful and u know me better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother: hmm.. u better be right Moe.. dont disappoint me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. so the mom stayed there for a week, and then she travelled.. and then Jude went up to Moe and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude: Moe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im not saying your mom stole the ice cream scooper, but im not saying she didnt,&lt;/span&gt; but ever since she travelled the ice cream scooper disappeared.. just ask her about it please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Moe emails his mom and says: "Mom, i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;m not sayin you took the ice cream scooper, but im not saying you didnt either&lt;/span&gt;, but ever since you travelled it has gone missing.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his Mother emailed him back sayin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Son, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im not saying you're sleeping with Jude, but i'm not saying you're not either&lt;/span&gt;, but if she has been sleeping in her room then she would have found the ice cream scooper under her Pillow!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mama was right afterall.. very sly ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: if you're sleepin with your roommate, then alternate between both rooms that you sleep in every night ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True moral of the story: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mothers know everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its scary.. i dunno how they do.. they feel it, have visions, i dunno how, but they just bloody do ! agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-6518541302429116517?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/6518541302429116517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=6518541302429116517' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/6518541302429116517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/6518541302429116517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/02/undercover-mama.html' title='Undercover Mama!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RcJapd4DTYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HiD5zjBsNB4/s72-c/6th.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-978371119299040774</id><published>2007-01-27T12:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:46:08.197+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying sucks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RbstWcgKSkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qTTWeTOSD8/s1600-h/Animal-Funny-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RbstWcgKSkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qTTWeTOSD8/s320/Animal-Funny-0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024659672893377090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RbstW8gKSlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4l38F64paOM/s1600-h/Funny+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RbstW8gKSlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4l38F64paOM/s320/Funny+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024659681483311698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times did you get to be seated next to someone interesting on a plane? Me? .. never.. and why am i cursed? why do i get the most annoying ppl ever to be seated next to me? For crying out loud even sometimes when im traveliing WITH friends  some mix up happens and i end up being seated away from them! (unless my friends did it on purpose oh well i wouldnt know ;p  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i travel around 4-5 times a year, and can you imagine how unlucky i am? for starters i've given up on being seated next to a drop dead gorgeous woman, it never happened and never will, so yeah i've given up on that, but at least let there be someone interesting to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my last trip i was seated between the LARGEST two ppl on the plane, i literally needed that emergency mask that drops down to simply breathe.. oh and lets not talk about when the food arrived and huge limbs were hitting me lft and right.. why cant they respect somethin called "boundaries" ? DONT CROSS THE ARMREST LINE, thats MY personal space :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO INCIDENTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 the dude next to me was 9a3eedi (from a poor village in Egypt) , and i think it was his second time to get on a plane, what made me think so? hmm.. he would copy any move that i would make, i think he freaked out when i went to the bathroom coz he didnt know what to do next without me ;p,  then after he was served lunch he asked the hostess if there was more food inside the "kitchen" ..  and to "tell the Chef that the food was a bit salty".. who does that ? ;p he also had the most amazing smell of breath, oh and noo body odor whatsoever!! (hope you catch the sarcasm there &lt;a href="http://zizotime.blogspot.com/"&gt;zizotime&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 on a trip back from new york to montreal in 1999, an american woman, around 38 years old, asked me where i was from, im like "Kuwait".. and this was our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: kuwait, kuwait, sounds familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: heard of the "Gulf War" in 1990? heard of a "saddam hussein? Iraq? (any bells ringing inside that head of yours now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: oh thats right, yeah the middle east ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes! (you ignorant shit.. obviously thats what i said inside my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: do you guys have cars there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (is she f******* serious?) ummm.. cars? NOO we dont.. we use camels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: oh really? hmm.. any phones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: nopeeee.. no phones either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: so how do you get to reach someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i get on my camel and go find them.. how else would i do it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: but your english is so good, do you guys learn english there as well? you have schools right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: lady.. i give up.. i cant take you seriously.. im gonna sleep now, good nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously is she for real?! how freakin ignorant can you be? and they call us arabs ignorant? third world countries my ass.. nothing in the world pisses me off more than somethin like that.. they think we really do live 400 years back.. it makes me sick, we need to increase awareness but the problem is that some foreigners are just too bloody ignorant to even understand that a normal life does exist on this side of the world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-978371119299040774?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/978371119299040774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=978371119299040774' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/978371119299040774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/978371119299040774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/01/flying-sucks.html' title='Flying sucks..'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_1zc_VAO9s/RbstWcgKSkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qTTWeTOSD8/s72-c/Animal-Funny-0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116921385864573207</id><published>2007-01-20T22:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:07:29.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats happening to the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/236499/Money_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/100635/Money_heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i went to a very pleasant mixed wedding on thursday night, was that of one of my best friends.. anyways it was nice, fun, they had some singers come in from egypt etc bla bla bla.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what i liked about it was that i saw a lot of kuwaiti women attending this mixed wedding, whether they were family or alone, and thats nice bacause its good to see the society opening up a little at last..anyways thats not todays topic..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;BUT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what came to my attention was actually somethin that i have been wantin to write about since forever.. someone explain to me the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Old Fat Ugly Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; (basically a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;rich &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mofo)  , married to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;HOT Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; (like15 years younger) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Beautiful Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;..  --&gt; WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i see that all the time.. and it scares me.. for many reasons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1st of all: does that mean if i want a really hot wife i have to become a billionaire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2nd of all: why do ugly fat men get the hot women? does that mean im marryin someone ugly coz i aint some fat old fart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3rd of all: are all these women gold diggers? im sure they're not in it for the extra fat ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;seriously shisalfa? and dont tell me that they marry these men because these men are good at heart and bla bla bla, im sorry but when a woman marries a man as old as her father and looks impotent then im sure she's not in it for the non existent sex.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;any comments on the matter ppl??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116921385864573207?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116921385864573207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116921385864573207' title='59 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116921385864573207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116921385864573207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-happening-to-world.html' title='Whats happening to the world?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116890332246415022</id><published>2007-01-16T02:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T02:25:28.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Women: you have COMPETITION !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/376782/d90s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/97130/d90s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could never fall in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;love &lt;/span&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/249574/NespressoCarre_ro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/83516/NespressoCarre_ro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NESPRESSO !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the Nestle company, they make coffee machines, and they send you the machine to your house, teach you how to use it, and you buy the coffee capsules from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The machines they have make the following: Espresso, Cappuccino, Latte's ! They allll taste soo good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coffee is ORGASMIC.. im bloody serious, you have to try it.. i tried it in Bahrain and the second i came back&lt;br /&gt;i bought the machine from here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a branch here in Kuwait.. its in Sun City Shwaikh.. here's their number people: 4922600 ---&gt; Thank Me Later! You will !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh as for prices, well the machines range from 90 k.d to 190 k.d. .. but they have warranty on them, and the coffee is cheap, each cup of coffee u make costs you like 160 fils (versus a Latte form starbux which will cost you &gt; 1.250 KD)  so in the long run you're saving money, and i SWEAR to you it tastes MUCH MUCH better than starbux.. plus its sooo easy to make and takes  like 30 seconds.. you can go to the shop and try their coffee there and they show you how to use it etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there's 12 different flavors of coffee, decaff, etc , they have it all ! i know this sounds like a freakin ad, but its simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AT FIRST TASTE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;if i had to choose between Nespresso and Angelina Jolie..&lt;br /&gt;then umm..&lt;br /&gt;who the f*** am i kidding, i'd choose Angelina! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116890332246415022?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116890332246415022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116890332246415022' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116890332246415022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116890332246415022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/01/women-you-have-competition.html' title='Women: you have COMPETITION !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116859829500069594</id><published>2007-01-12T13:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T13:38:15.050+03:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Degrees of Separation--&gt; INTERESTING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/664584/6-Degrees_of_seperation_Elektra_61623_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/396776/6-Degrees_of_seperation_Elektra_61623_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's "6 degrees of separation"? its an unproven theory that states that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone on the planet can be connected to any other person on the planet through a chain of acquaintances that has no more than five intermediaries. The theory was first proposed in 1929 by the Hungarian writer Frigyes Karinthy in a short story called Chains.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally thought that it was ridiculous to believe so, and so the day before new year's in Bahrain i was having dinner with some friends, and one of the ppl that showed up was a person i havent seen in 8 years, anyways as i was talkin to him i brought up this theory and said that its bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: "what? so u're tellin me that i could get to bill clinton if i wanted to? like i know someone that knows somone that knows bla bla that met Bill Clinton??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I MET Bill Clinton once!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "shit ! the theory is true !? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so theoretically speaking, you (the reader) know me (Dr.Lost) through 5 people... and the interesting thing is that I SWEAR that EVERYTIME i meet someone new and we start talkin, then we discover that we have many friends in common (or acquaintances etc).. i am yet to meet ONE person that doesnt know someone that i know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know its a small world, but come on, its toooo freakin small.. when i was 17 yrs old, i was on a flight back to kuwait from canada, and i stopped in NY for transit, i was in the airport and was tryin to use their free internet but didnt know how to, so a Kuwaiti gentleman came to help me outta no where, i guess he saw my passport and wanted to help a brotha out.. anyways, 2 hours later we get on the plane, and he was seated next to me (by RANDOM!!) , then we're talkin and i ask him what he does for a living,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "im a dermatologist in kuwait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No way! My dad is a dermatologist there as well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asks for my dad's name.. and so i tell him, then he looks at me and says: Your father is my Boss, he's the director of the hospital i work at !!"  (and thats when i told him not to tell my dad that i smoke ;p and he didnt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small world? what do you think of the theory??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116859829500069594?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116859829500069594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116859829500069594' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116859829500069594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116859829500069594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/01/6-degrees-of-separation-interesting.html' title='6 Degrees of Separation--&gt; INTERESTING?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116791418577713182</id><published>2007-01-08T18:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:44:22.823+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't We?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/519783/Kuwait2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/438046/Kuwait2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some controversy for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in Bahrain for new years visiting some family &amp; friends there.. and i realized that their society is the kind of society that i had wished ours to be like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning.. i like how their society is much more open minded than ours, in the sense that its NORMAL to go out in mixed groups (men/women) , its NORMAL to be seen in a car with a person from the opposite sex (who doesnt have to be your wife or relative!) .. they live their lives like NORMAL ppl should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how many ppl here in Kuwait think that all the above is wrong, etc ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we be more modernized in that sense? I'm not asking for anything more than what i mentioned above, im against legalizing alcohol for e.g. but why cant our society open up a little and allow ppl to socialize more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the bahraini women would randomly come up and start a conversation with me.. why cant we have that here? not only do women not do that here, but if a man does approach a woman he gets yelled at and sometimes you see a flying shoe comin right at him! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are many (not all of course) Kuwaiti girls so into themselves? nose stuck up high in the sky, walkin around like she's Queen of the world.. why did i not see any bahraini women that were stuck up??? (keepin in mind that many of the ones that i met there were from the richest/most powerful families yet they were SOO down to earth!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is our society like that? you think thats the right thing to do? well i dont !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i hope i didnt offend anyone, im not generalizing when i said many women, dont get me wrong, and i also know that many of our men also have ego problems.. goes both ways ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116791418577713182?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116791418577713182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116791418577713182' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116791418577713182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116791418577713182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-cant-we.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116748311767388850</id><published>2006-12-30T15:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T16:01:40.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No He Didn't !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/892473/094_eat_here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/125624/094_eat_here.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I was going to see the director of the hospital because while I was on call last week someone broke into my car and broke my window to steal my car &lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(but he failed.. so thank God my car is still safe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; yaay…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so I was on my way to complain to him about it, and so I walk into a small corridor in which only one guy was coming from and he was a guy that works at the hospital (he’s a cleaner there) and as he was walking towards me he had a HUGE smile on his face, looks at me and says: “salam 3alaikum doctor” in an Indian accent.. I replied back and kept walking and a meter or two&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;later I smelt the most horrendous smell I have ever smelt, like a rotten egg with some raw fish or something and that’s when I realized that Mr. Cleaner wasn’t so clean himself.. the bastard had farted and I had my MOUTH OPEN as I was walking !! sooo not cool ! how can someone produce a fart THAT bad? He really caught me off guard, I mean come on gimme a warning or something for crying out loud I said my mouth was open! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Which reminded me of a situation once, lets just say there’s a moral to the story: NEVER FART ALONE! Don’t stand at a spot all alone and release your gas there cause you never know who’s gonna come shake your hand and smell it! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116748311767388850?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116748311767388850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116748311767388850' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116748311767388850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116748311767388850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-he-didnt.html' title='No He Didn&apos;t !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116671588369819074</id><published>2006-12-21T17:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:14:08.806+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fo shizzle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/289247/pussycatdolls_buttons_f300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/606953/pussycatdolls_buttons_f300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Damn these women are Hot.. I WANT !! (ok ill settle for nicole only ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/106353/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/150057/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/514637/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/612798/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/283122/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/426950/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/252142/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/213090/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/451315/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/845856/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/863089/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/772933/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/967093/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/926772/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/211348/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/513644/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/969638/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/616034/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEOPLE... please welcome my friend to the blogosphere.. here's his site: &lt;a href="http://baddoor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr.Baddoor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know he writes long posts but read at least a few lines ;pp &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116671588369819074?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116671588369819074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116671588369819074' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116671588369819074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116671588369819074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/12/fo-shizzle.html' title='Fo shizzle?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116635447603030235</id><published>2006-12-17T13:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:30:42.903+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Mercy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/289952/29112006138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/842460/29112006138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://msb73.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSB&lt;/a&gt;: i found this in a restaurant here in kuwait&lt;br /&gt;as i was walkin out.. anything you wanna tell&lt;br /&gt;us MSB? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/215817/got%20mercy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/559934/got%20mercy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pic is for my post :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all i wanna say thank you to &lt;a href="http://jijiliciousity.blogspot.com/"&gt;jiji &lt;/a&gt;for the cutest comment ever that she left on my last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second: Happy National Day &lt;a href="http://msb73.blogspot.com/"&gt;MSB&lt;/a&gt; (i know it was yesterday, dec 17) :) and hope you liked the pic above.. apparently you are a dangerous woman afterall ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. my new post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really bothers me is seeing parents that are so freakin careless with their children! like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Retarded parents having their kids sitting in their laps as they are DRIVING ! (heard of airbags killin your kids? or have them fly outta the windshield if you get into an accident?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Retarded parents that let their infants sit in the back without being put in a child's seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Retarded parents that let their kids lie in the back windshield.. im sure you've seen that around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Retarded parents who keep their kids in their cars while the car is running..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Retarded parents who abuse their kids, smack them upside the head like its all cool and shit.. yell at them in public, embaraass them... it just makes me sick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whats pissing me off is that when we get kids at the hospital and we find out that they have been physically abused by their parents we CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT ! what kinda f***** up law is that which doesnt allow us to do anything about it as doctors ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm furious today.. yesterday we had a baby (2 months old girl) who fell off the bed in the hospital whil her mother was in the bathroom.. FIRST OF ALL: how does a baby who's &lt;strong&gt;TWO MONTHS&lt;/strong&gt; old roll off a huge bed and fall down? babies at that age cant &lt;strong&gt;ROLL OVER!&lt;/strong&gt; so im thinkin' --&gt; child abuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i did a full skeletal survey for the baby (to check for fractures) and we found that she had an occipital bone fracture (in her head) :( so i requested that we do a CT scan for her brain.. problem is her mother cant afford it :( OUR DAMN MEDICAL SYSTEM doesn't pay for non-kuwaiti's CT scans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i had to contact social workers to help us out and inshallah they will come up with the money today.. im just havin a bad day ppl.. sorry for my temper today .. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116635447603030235?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116635447603030235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116635447603030235' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116635447603030235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116635447603030235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/12/got-mercy.html' title='Got Mercy?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116535395888816566</id><published>2006-12-06T00:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:19:12.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>90 things about moi ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/239208/angelina_jolie_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/178157/angelina_jolie_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im an aquarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. im very social, way too friendly (which usually gets me in trouble coz ppl think im flirting ;p  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. talkative.. too damn talkative..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i have a perverted mind, but it aint my fault, blame my horoscope ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. im not into mushy lovey dovey stuff.. too much is not good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. some call me an "attention whore" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i hate having long conversations on the phone.. my hand gets tired ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a good listener.. ppl always complain to me about their realtionship problems like im a freakin couple's therapist ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i dont give the best advice in the world, but when i do give good advice ppl dont take it ;p their loss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i love talking to strangers randomly when im abroad.. its interesting coz you meet the nicest ppl and the weirdest weirdo's ever as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i hate it when i open the door for someone and they dont say "thank you", seriously its rude !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i say the dumbest things to women and i usually dont mean it, like for e.g. i once said to a friend of mine:&lt;br /&gt;ME: is it humid outside?&lt;br /&gt;HER: no.. why??&lt;br /&gt;Me: then whats up with your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i DESPISE seafood!! NO SEAFOOD.. yes that means NO SUSHI ! (sorry to disappoint many ppl by this piece of info about me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. im allergic to mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. im a smoker ;( i know im a dr and should know better, but im also human, we all make mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i quit smoking for one whole year, but then had a bad break up which lead me to go back to smoking.. but i forgive her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i've always wanted to go into investments/management/ business studies.. always wanted to be a big shot CEO of some company or a bank.. oh well, bit too late now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. i  p.m.s  a lot! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. i nag a lot :( 7addi 7anna ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i can be impatient sometimes.. which is horrible i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. i HATE it when someone comes up to me and says: "listen i need to talk to you about something important, but LATER, not now..."   DAMN YOU !! THEN JUST SAY IT TO ME "LATER", i dont like being in suspense !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  ambitious, i'm hoping ill be one of those doctors that are known internationally ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. i sing in the shower sometimes, my voice sucks.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. im a germaphobe.. i can never eat with my hands less i've washed them, which sounds normal to me but others think im a freak ;p its called being hygienic !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i can be sensitive at times, damn my horoscope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. im turning 26 soon :) inshallah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. lots of ppl think im a huge flirt, i dont see it that way, im just too friendly.. again blame my horoscope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. i dont realy believe in horoscopes ;p but the personality traits related to them can be so true at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. i wanna become a pediatrician .. or a surgeon, still havent decided what to specialize in yet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. i love speaking in different accents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. my life is an open book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. but i dont like it when ppl ask real personal questions.. well it depends on who is askin me actually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. i can never remember the names of actors/actresses/movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. what i dont get is why i cant sleep with angelina jolie while im married one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. or make out with jennifer aniston if i ever get the chance ( i know it aint happening ever, as opposed to sleeping with angelina?? ;p ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. i wanna sleep with angelina and jennifer at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. angelina jolie is the sexiest woman alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. im sooooo not a morning person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. i cherish my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. i have no brothers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. i wanna live abroad for a few years (specialize abroad) then come back here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. i lived in montreal for a year and the half for college and had the time of my LIFE there.. i miss it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. i LOVE skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. my favorite countries to visit are: Germany, Canada, Italy, Switzerland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. i wanna buy a house somewhere in the above countries one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. im sooo into cars, only sports cars.. convertible is a must ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. lots of times ppl will misunderstand me coz i say something that comes out so differently from how it sounded like in my head.. i should count to 50 before i start talkin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. i dont do long distance relationships.. they never work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. i hate weddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. im not having a wedding.. but if i do, its GOTTA be a mixed wedding.. not for negotiation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. im a dog person, not a cat person ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. i love wtahcing: lost, prison break, grey's anatomy, scrubs, how i met your mother, seinfield, friends, stand up comedies, king of queens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. i dont drink alcohol, both for religious reasons and it doesnt taste good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. it pisses me off when i miss a prayer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. i hate swimming in the sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. i wanna have a jacuzzi in my bathroom.. its a must..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. i dont get how ppl can get married and live in their family's house.. thats gay.. i like privacy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. dont like poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. i love kids (and no im not a pedephile you sick bastards! ;p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. i get really frustrated by bad drivers.. drives me MAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. i can easily be pleased (didnt mean in it in the physical sense) , its the simple little things that matter to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. i wanna learn how to speak italian one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. gym is a priority in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. family come before friends.. yet i rather hang out with my friends all the time.. guess i can be a hipocrite at times ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. im a loyal person, never cheated on any of my ex gf's ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. i love receiving gifts, as well as giving them out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. i hate seeing someone poor, or suffering from pain (like some patients do).. breaks my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. my favorite number is 8 not 69 ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. i shop alone, and i can never go shopping with a woman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. i have no lesbian friends but im hoping i will one day ;p ( but i can never have a gay friend.. its just sick )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. i smile to random people just coz im tryin to be friendly, but then they think im hitting on them, so i stopped that now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. i can never fall asleep knowing that someone is mad at me or if im in a fight with someone, even if i know they're wrong (if its they're fault that is.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. my first kiss was when i was 13 years old, she was 15 at the time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. yes im into older women..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. i hate first impressions, i usually give off the worst first impressions ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. most mothers think im a really nice person.. good judgement ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. i cant lie.. it shows if i try to ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. i once made out with two girls that were best friends (not in the same time of course) and to this day neither one of them told the other about it.. ;p funny how they gossip about others but never about themselves ;pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. i hate planes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. yet i love travelling (visiting new countries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. i like jet skiing, and i would never sky dive.. im a chicken ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. i hate roller coasters that go in loops.. i would puke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. i must base friendships on TRUST.. its my most important rule when i meet someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. i can forgive but never forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. i hate bad noses, thats what turns me off in a woman , sorry ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. i love chocolate.. but in general im not a food person at ALL.. wish we didnt NEED to eat to live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. im the worst at drawing.. ever !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. what i look for in a woman: she MUST BE FUNNY, smart, trustworthy, down to earth, spontaneous, interesting (fun in general), Hot (sorry but we all want someone who's hot so dont call me superficial ;p ) , and ambitious ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. i like thin girls.. not skinny.. but thin ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116535395888816566?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116535395888816566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116535395888816566' title='67 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116535395888816566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116535395888816566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/12/90-things-about-moi.html' title='90 things about moi ..'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>67</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116481334338491051</id><published>2006-11-29T17:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:18:46.756+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/1600/577930/meet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/838/1766/320/520253/meet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dont start askin questions on how come i decided to continue blogging.. soo sharaaaaaaap and read ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i found this an topic rather interesting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sittin with some friends of  mine that did not go to private schools when they were younger, and studied here in kuwait university.. and the topic was about meeting women in kuwait ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject was about, "how do you meet someone you're interested in in kuwait?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for e.g. you see a hot woman (or vice versa if you're a woman..) and say you wanna get to know her/him .. what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was: give her your number right away ("tarqeem"--&gt; i hate that word, sounds sleezy.. anyways..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My point:&lt;/span&gt; i meet them through my friends, whether guys or girls.. since thats how its always been since i was in an american school as a kid.. i dont like the idea of chasin a woman and trying to give her my number.. just feels wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY didnt have that chance though (having female friends since high school or college, so for them its harder to meet women, and to be honest, in kuwait its not like i can just walk up to a woman at Nino's for e.g. and start a conversation and share numbers.. YET I DONT LIKE THE IDEA OF "TARQEEM"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean , say you see her, what do you do then? you know nothing about her, no name, not even where she works, nuthin! what are your options then?  etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO... WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THIS? If YOU saw someone that you're interested in getting to know (even if its just to be friends) what do YOU DO??? is "Tarqeem" wrong then ? is there a proper approach? (keep in mind we're livin in kuwait.. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116481334338491051?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116481334338491051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116481334338491051' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116481334338491051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116481334338491051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/11/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116310377238298587</id><published>2006-11-09T22:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:30:03.640+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Its TIME..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Good%20Bye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Good%20Bye.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might come as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shock &lt;/span&gt;to some of you, and to some of you as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quitting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Blogging...    I enjoyed it... Met lots of nice people..  but..  sometimes we have to let go ... and now is my time to let go of my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last question: Should Ahmed Rafat start blogging? (please answer with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;, and no questions about who he is or why im asking, its just somethin im doin for a friend and i had to do it here since this will be my last post.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; TO ALL OF YOU WHO READ MY BLOG WHETHER YOU ENJOYED IT OR HATED IT :)   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir bloggers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with a quote i like: " I read a thousand books but never read MYSELF.. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116310377238298587?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116310377238298587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116310377238298587' title='90 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116310377238298587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116310377238298587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-time.html' title='Its TIME..'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>90</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116301930388118123</id><published>2006-11-08T23:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:55:03.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Incidents.. (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/pregnant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident # 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this incident happened when i was a medical student three years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were a group of four medical students that had a teaching session with a dr at the hospital, so we had clerked a patient and examined her and were ready to present the case to our dr.. so the dr met us in the hallway and she said: " ok go to my office ill be there in a few minutes" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were 2 guys and 2 girls, so me and my male friend started walkin a bit faster than the girls coz i wanted to scare one of the girls in our group, so we got to the office real quick and my friend sat on the chair in front of the dr's desk and i hid behind the door.. waiting for the girl in my group to come in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was waiting, i then saw a women's hand comin in through the door wearing the white coat and so i JUMPED AND SCREAMED : "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!" ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOCTOR &lt;/span&gt;standing in SHOCK , terrified with her hand on her heart.. she looked at me and said: "Are you INSANE? where you trying to give me a heart attack? " .. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;, i left a great first impression there now didnt i? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago ,&lt;br /&gt;one of our old patients died, and i didnt see her family to give my condolences ( to a3azeehom).. but i remember what her daughter looks like, coz she used to come visit her mom (the patient) all the time.. the thing is .. this daughter looks like a daughter of ANOTHER patient (we'll call her patient #2) in another ward (janaa7) .. so anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking to that other ward and i see a woman coming down the stairs (daughter of patient #2).. and i looked at her with a sad look in my face, wanted to say: "3atham allah ajrich" (say im sorry for your loss) BUT for some reason i just kept walking.. i got upstairs and went to see some patients, and there was patient #2 , still alive, and THATS WHEN I REALIZED I ALMOST 3azait the WRONG daughter!! can you imagine what would have happened had i done that?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this happened when i was doin my obstetrics/gynaecology rotation a few years back..&lt;br /&gt;i was told to go clerk a patient in bed #4.. so i went, introduced myself, asked her for permission to take history from her and to examine her, she agreed.. so i started askin question's, like whats your name , how old are you etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im expecting to have an interesting case, i was hoping for gestational diabetes, prgnancy induced hypertension or hyperemesis gravidarum etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my next question was: " So tell me please, which week are you in now? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: "what week? ha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "how many weeks have you been &lt;strong&gt;pregnant&lt;/strong&gt; now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: "IM NOT PREGNANT !!"&lt;br /&gt;(in her head: i know im FAT you bastard !) ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "oh im sorry.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. so she was just fat and i thought she was pregnant ! but how can you blame me, i mean i was expecting an obstetric case, turns out she was there for a gynaecological problem instead ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116301930388118123?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116301930388118123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116301930388118123' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116301930388118123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116301930388118123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/11/hospital-incidents-part-2.html' title='Hospital Incidents.. (part 2)'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116245305456529567</id><published>2006-11-02T10:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:33:34.876+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Pigeons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Girl-with-Pigeons-DSC_2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Girl-with-Pigeons-DSC_2679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old story that happened to me when i was goin to college one day (about 3 years ago) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was drivin to college one day, havin my chocolate milk and a ciggarette .. so i put down the window just ONE INCH.. just enough so i can ash my ciggarette as im drivin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get on the bridge that kinda goes up and slants sideways (you know the one that connects king fahad street and 5th ring road) its the bridge near the tower with the clock.. anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im drivin on the bridge , and i see a PIGEON flyin parallel to my car.. it was soooo damn close to my car and all i could think of was: "what the hell is this pigeon doin? why is it flying so close to my car? looks suicidal !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as my car is tiltin with the bridge i look at the pigeon and the next thing i feel is somethin hittin my hair/head.. WTF??? WHAT ARE THE CHANCES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pigeon POOPED and the damn POOP got thru that ONE INCH opening in my window and smacked me right in the head!!!! NASTY PIGEON! .. now SERIOUSLY what are the chances of somethin like that happening to anyone?? i obviously went back home to shower :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116245305456529567?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116245305456529567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116245305456529567' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116245305456529567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116245305456529567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-pigeons.html' title='Damn Pigeons'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116191387905040055</id><published>2006-10-27T04:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T04:51:19.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Incidents (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/hospital-and-skiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/hospital-and-skiing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE STORY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sittin with a surgeon i know once, and i asked him, what was the funniest thing that ever happened to you here? and this is his story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "look, this is a true story, and its my favorite to be honest.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: what what what? tell me now foo! (ok so i obviously didnt call him fool since he is my senior dr ;pp )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: i was on call once, and they call me from the casualty to go see an odd x-ray , it was an x-ray (abdominal/pelvic x-ray) for a 15 year old BOY! and you know what i found??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what? what? what? tell me mofo! (again, of course i didnt call him a mofo ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: a LONG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUBE-like OBJECT&lt;/span&gt; in his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RECTUM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: was it a... ? u know... a ... e7em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: it WAS a E7EM  E7EM yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: kaaaak... nasty gay kid !! anyways then what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: well, i had to get it outta there, so i put on my pair of gloves, put Lots of gel on my hand and i put my hand in there tryin to catch the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt;" from the bottom to get it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts giggling and laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: then??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: i ACCIDENTLY clicked something and it started &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIBRATING&lt;/span&gt; in his rectum! Funny thing is , it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;vibrating when i got it outta there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed my a** out for 10 minutes.. ;pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCIDENT #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i remember when i first started working at the hospital.. and here's somethin i did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that we need to do an urgent ultrasound for one of the patients, but that i would need to discuss it with the radiologist so that i could convince him/her that it's an emergency..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said to my senior (the consultant): "no prob dr, dont worry about it, and consider it done.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consultant: "dr lost.. are you sure you can deal with this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "dr, like i said, dont worry about it.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the radiology department, discussed it with the dr there, and he agreed to do it, i called the ward and said to the nurse: "Sister, please Send the patient in room 12-2 to the radiology department NOW !! " and so they did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my consultant asked me what happened and i told him its done etc.. so we go to see the patient's file so we can see the ultrasound report.. and guess what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arranged the ultrasound for the WRONG patient ! ;pp guess i left a great first impression there didnt i ? :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116191387905040055?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116191387905040055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116191387905040055' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116191387905040055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116191387905040055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/10/hospital-incidents-part-1.html' title='Hospital Incidents (part 1)'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116123036487685910</id><published>2006-10-19T06:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:59:25.003+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply embarrassing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/shy%20girl%20in%20victorian.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/shy%20girl%20in%20victorian.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Embarrassed.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Embarrassed.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, first of all, as for my previous post, i hope i didnt convey the wrong  message, to those of you who think i was showin off or think that i was tryin to  imply that im hot, i wasn't .. it was just a freaky incident that i wanted to  share with you people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. to those who dont speak arabic you  wont find this post funny nor understand it.. (like i have readers that live  outside the gulf.. ;pp )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, one of my really really good friends is  divorced, well WAS divorced , anyways.. so when she was divorced she was once talkin to  me on msn, tellin me about some problems, and how she wants to get back with her  husband etc.. and then she said the following.. actually here's how the  conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Dr... there's something i want to ask you to  do..&lt;br /&gt;Me: sure.. name it its yours..&lt;br /&gt;Her: umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;(im waiting impatiently.. im such an impatient person when im in  suspense..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ??&lt;br /&gt;(thinking: today already!!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: (she put a SHY FACE/Smiley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im thinkin : what the hell is  goin on? what does she want? now i really need to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Me: Woman!! TELL ME already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;abeek  ti7alilni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS IN SHOCK!! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;started thinkin the following: "ok, she's divorced, so i guess she's sayin  her husband divorced her 3 times, and now she wants me to SLEEP with her so she  can get re-married to him? a7alilha ya3ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SOO NERVOUS.. didnt know what to say..  stayed quite for a bit.. no reaction.. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;started to think: but does that mean if i sleep with her its 7aram for me  or do i get no sins if i do it since its for a good cause? i need to consult a  sheikh on this ASAP !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Her: Dr? whats wrong? say something !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: mm.. i dunno what to say.. i need a minute here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Her: im puzzled.. a minute for what??? whats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Me: i mean, i know we're good friends, and i would do anything for you, but  i dunno if i can do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Her: ha?? ishfeek? is it so much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinkin: OMG she's  serious.. she wants me to have sex with her.. !! (i hope i wont regret saying no  to her .. ;p  but its 7aram.. AAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: you want me to have SEX with you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Her: &lt;strong&gt;KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK !! &lt;/strong&gt;what the hell  are you saying? I GUESS YOU DONT KNOW WHAT " 7alilni " means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats  when she told me what it meant, and that all i had to do is say: "7alaltich"=  which means i forgive you for what happened before when we were mad at each  other ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, never felt so stupid in my entire life..  have you ever done anything as stupid as &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt;?? BEAT THAT PPL ;ppp&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/18124057-116123036487685910?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116123036487685910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116123036487685910' title='66 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116123036487685910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116123036487685910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/10/simply-embarrassing.html' title='Simply embarrassing...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>66</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116091288502143170</id><published>2006-10-15T14:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:54:23.456+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Incidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/building-muscle-men-2s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/building-muscle-men-2s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin to the gym is kinda fun yet tiring.. i try my best to go 5-6 times a week, i end up goin 5 times or even 4 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. so you meet a lot of weirdos at the gym, you hear a lot of weird conversations, and sometimes you witness somethin like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was drinkin water, and a guy (maybe 24 yrs old) was talkin in english to his girlfriend (on the phone), and he was literally cussing the living hell outta her.. i think i counted the # of times he said f*** , and it was around 15 in like 4 sentences.. how rude! how does he have the nerve to talk to her that way? i mean we all get into fights every once in a while and get mad, but watch your mouth foo!  i just thought it was very low of him to talk to her that way, and it pissed me off.. i wanted to bitch slap him and tell her to find a real man.. oooooooooooohhhh :)  (clap for me yeah .. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different day, a gay guy that works out at the gym came to say hi to me, how do i know he's gay? umm lets see, maybe the fact that he waxes his whole body including his head gave it away, or his hand gestures, or the super ultra short shorts that he wears to show his shaved tanned oily thighs?? anyways.. so lets just say he is beyound gay.. i dont even know his name, i know him on a superficial basis, ya3ni hi and bye , how r u, etc.. so he hasnt seen me in like 2 months.. so he came and said exactly the following: "hey doc.. how've you been? havent seen you in a while ha? well anyways you grew a little.. i was lookin at you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;from a distance&lt;/span&gt; when you were workin on that machine over there, and i just wanted to say that you look bigger, and your body has become quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinkin to myself: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO HE DIDNT !!!&lt;/span&gt;"  SUDDENLY I WAS EXPRESSIONLESS.. i looked at him all puzzled and said: "ok.. thanx" and walked off !  i basically made sure that i wouldnt go to the gym at the same hours he usuallly goes at.. !! nasty MOfoooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disturbed.. look i dont care if you're gay, just dont be gay around me, dont tell me anythin about my looks/body/not even toes ! i am sorry but i just CANT have gay friends.. say hi all you want, ill be friendly and all but thats as far as our "friendship" will ever go.. am i over reacting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;freaky &lt;/span&gt;incidents happen to you at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; Gym??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116091288502143170?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116091288502143170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116091288502143170' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116091288502143170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116091288502143170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/10/gym-incidents.html' title='Gym Incidents'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116052691249549042</id><published>2006-10-11T02:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T03:35:12.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Move it Or Lose It Sista!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/1168_white_head_crowded_elevator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/1168_white_head_crowded_elevator.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/granny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/granny2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure you will all relate to this.. at least those of you who use elevators in town .. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other day, im leavin work, i get in the elevator, reached the ground floor, and what do you think was the first thing i saw when the elevator door opened up?  an old man with a cane in his hand stuck to the door (literally) lookin downwards, so i try to get out coz the elevator was full so i couldnt let him in first and im the first guy at the door, so i turn right to avoid him, he turns to his left, so i move left then he moves to his right, and for like 35 seconds he just wont get outta the way and thats when i said: "listen up grandpa, i know that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; isnt moving in your little world that you're livin in right now but i have shit to do, so move it or im gonna have to run away with your cane"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats what i said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN MY HEAD&lt;/span&gt;.. but to him i just said: "7ajji, tikfaa ba6la3 ilyoum ma 3alaik 2amer" (direct translation would be: Pilgrim, i beg you, i wanna get outta here today..)  ;p&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me all puzzled like im the retard blocking his way and said: "i6la3 yuba '9iba7tni  '7alni adish !" (translation: so get out, you're pissing me off i wanna get in !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE STILL DIDNT GET THE POINT that he is the one blocking all 8 people waiting inside the elevator..  i gave in and kinda squeezed him in/shoved him ;pp hehe of course i was gentle.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i am in an elevator and wanting to get out this scenario happens to me ,  and i find  a fleet of people RIGHT at the  door trying to get INSIDE  the elevator while we (the ppl STUCK inside the elevator) still did not step outside!!  what are they thinkin, i mean dont they know that they need to make room for people to get out?  Dont you hate it when they do that?? i realized that this only happens in third world countries ;pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116052691249549042?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116052691249549042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116052691249549042' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116052691249549042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116052691249549042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/10/move-it-or-lose-it-sista.html' title='Move it Or Lose It Sista!!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-116026886434875344</id><published>2006-10-08T03:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:20:37.530+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazil VS. Kuwait MaTcH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/ronaldinho_comic200x220.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/ronaldinho_comic200x220.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/ronaldinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/ronaldinho.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My GOD ! i went to the brazil vs kuwait match.. and it just sucked! EVERYTHING was horrible.. it was just a mess.. i got there at 7 pm, got inside like 8:30 pm ! thats how crowded it was.. just a mess.. no proper preperations, maku nithaam AT ALL (so unorganized) .. no lines to stand in, people pushin and shovin like they're gonna find millions of dollars waitin  for them inside! made me sick.. they wouldnt open the doors for us even though we had tickets! ARE THEY RETARDED?? watched the first half then we decided to leave, it was HOT, sweaty, boring, poor performance and just pathetic.. one thing i learnt is NEVER to watch a match at any stadium here ever again! NEVAAAAAHHH !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a seperate note.. the other day i came back from work,  was severely exhausted, i wanted to collapse on my bed, just go into a coma.. so i get home, change etc wash up bla bla then tucked myself into  bed.. i realized i needed to talk to my mama about somethin, but i was too lazy to go upstairs and talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so i call her cell phone, she didnt pick up, so i call our house line (line #1), no one picks up.. so i call the second house line.. and a second later after dialing the number from my cell phone i hear the phone in my room ringing, i get OUTTA bed.. and approach the phone, and i picked up.. only then did i realize how STUPID i was.. coz i was the one who called the second house line from my cell!! ;p (basically the second house line rings in my room .. in case you didnt understand what happened..) i looked at the mirror, and said: "dude you are either really dumb today or you need some major sleep! " and so i crashed.. OH AND I NEVER GOT TO TALK TO MOM that day! anyways.. i know this was a boring post, but im just not in the greatest moods these days.. take care all ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-116026886434875344?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/116026886434875344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=116026886434875344' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116026886434875344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/116026886434875344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/10/brazil-vs-kuwait-match.html' title='Brazil VS. Kuwait MaTcH'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115931830921555367</id><published>2006-09-27T03:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T04:02:15.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i STILL dont get...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Hold%20Still.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Hold%20Still.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont get how some people do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. get married and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;live with their parents (ya3ni newly wedds that  live with their families in the same house.. no privacy wanted? can you imagine  if you're wife is moaning and your parents are livin in the floor right beneath  you? what if you wanna walk around naked and fool around with your wife in the  living room, or kitchen.. i know you might still be on a different  floor/apartment.. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;its just not private enough.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. how some guys let their mothers choose for them or pick wives for them  to marry.. what dont you have eyes? cant you be social? go out there and meet  someone already! let my mom choose my wife? she cant even buy me clothes that i  like let alone choose a wife for me!! (but i love my mom, she's a darling.. but  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;i'd never let her pick my wife..and i dont need her to introduce me to  women, im pretty sure i can help myself ;p  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. how some freckin guys dont wash their hands after they pee ! YOU'RE  DISGUSTING ! i see them get outta the bathroom and not wash crap.. and i tell  some of them (if i know them of course) : "ahh dude, dont you wanna wash your  hands?" and they say: "oh no i didnt touch anything!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;you are freckin  disgusting ! (then i tell myself, i will never EVER shake hands with that mofo  ever again ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. how some guys see a chick, find her hot, and know NOTHING about her,  then go yitqadamoonlaha..(meaning they go ask for her hand to marry her,  translated straight from arabic i know ;p  is looks all you care about? what if  she's a pure bimbo with a brain the size of the head you're thinkin with now Mr?  (and i aint talkin about the head with a brain it if you get what i mean.. ) ;p  yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;half the guys i know get married that way.. oh then get divorced a few  months later and they wonder why it didnt work out.. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh duuuuuuh retard.. its cause you married a girl after havin been  engaged to her for a month or two and you think you know her well enough and  that you love her and are compatible and then you get married and a few months  later after you have loads of sex you fifure out that you have nothin in common!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115931830921555367?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115931830921555367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115931830921555367' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115931830921555367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115931830921555367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-i-still-dont-get.html' title='Things i STILL dont get...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115844611694439875</id><published>2006-09-17T01:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:43:35.563+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Ashwarya_Rai_51ash4masala_big.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Ashwarya_Rai_51ash4masala_big.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/indian.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/indian.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry i didnt reply to the comments on the last post.. but honestly had  nothing more to say.. thank you all for your comments :) and for those who didnt  comment, well .. who cares :P&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;ok.. so whats with indian drivers? look .. i dont mean to be racist, but i  know i will sound soo racist when i say this, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;INDIAN  DRIVERS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; need to get the f*** off the road !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;every single time an idiot takes me over, or hits sudden breaks when there  is absolutely no car, no cat no nothin in front of him, or when an idiot at the  front of the traffic light doesnt start movin when the light is green, etc turns  out to be an indian driver !!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;ok im aware of the indian population's size.. but what the hell are the  chances that all the bad drivers ended up here?? &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they dont stop at just their lovely driving skills.. they have a  freckin' invasion of kuwait city every friday.. even bombay doesnt have so many  indians on a friday ! and ok i understand its their time off and shit.. but cant  they spread? go to different places? is the damn round about at sheraton hotel  kuwait city that freckin romantic? is the grass there greener than the grass  anywhere else in our country? are there hotter indian chicks there ? what the  hell is it? &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;boy do i sound racist.. :(  no offence to any indians readin this post..  but im just venting.. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. why the hell did i not get a single hot patient till now? whats with the  90 year old women i keep seein? some are as old as the pyramids! (but i gotta  admitt, they are so sweet and always pray for us :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. why do i always go into the shower, take my bath then find out that i  forgot to get a towel? dont you just hate wakin naked in the ac? all wet and  ruining the carpet! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dont you hate it when you're so late to goin somewhere you end up facing  more traffic? like thats all you need at the moment.. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i've realized that the nicer i am to people, the more they turn against  me.. true?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. are you really ever satisfied? i mean you buy a new car, drive it for a  year then you're like.. man i want THAT car.. (lookin at the lamborghini next to  you at the light.. get what im sayin?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. do i sound like im pmsing? i've figured out that some of us men honestly  pms more than women.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&gt; isnt Ashwarya f****** HOT? me likes.. :)&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/18124057-115844611694439875?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115844611694439875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115844611694439875' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115844611694439875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115844611694439875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115741053271111360</id><published>2006-09-05T01:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:55:32.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Sad_Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Sad_Baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its only natural that we all die one day.. but for some reason it hurts a lot when even people that are not our relatives or friends pass away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A patient of ours.. we knew this patient had a terminal illness and that time is something this person does not have much of.. but seeing him/her go through it was not easy either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always try and distance myself from patients.. and i always thought i was doing a great job at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today.. now that that patient is gone.. to a better place inshallah and in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should all be thankful for health.. for the gift of being alive.. sometimes when i get sick, i say to myself "damn it i hate being sick.. " and thats only when i have something stupid like a cold or a flu.. and now all i can say is il7amdlilah if i only have a flu.. i know you all know that already.. but its amazing how much we take so many things in life for granted.. even the smallest things in life that never cross your mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take this for example.. did you ever say to yourself: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"wow, thank God i can swallow"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i doubt you did.. i saw a little boy once, who was 5 years old but &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physically&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looked like he was 2 years old since he was malnourished.. and you know why that is? because he had a congenital defect in which he couldnt &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWALLOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. this poor kid gets fed through a gastrostomy tube.. a feeding tube that opens directly into his stomach.. so imagine that he can never eat, or drink, or even eat sweets nor chew gum.. because if he did, it would go right into his lungs and die .. and you know what this little boy used to tell me when he'd see me in the hospital? : "Doctor.. (while pulling at my white coat from its lower end) please.. i just want to drink milk for once.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought that swallowing was a gift? im sure now we all know it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may she rest in peace.. allah yirhumha inshalah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115741053271111360?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115741053271111360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115741053271111360' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115741053271111360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115741053271111360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/09/letting-go.html' title='Letting go...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115517395294104434</id><published>2006-08-10T04:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:50:03.076+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Nurses !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/nurse.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/nurse.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on call and its 4 am.. i am literally half asleep and half dead, i have no idea how i am still typing right now.. why have i not been posting lately? because i just started working and its hectic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that our hopsitals need a hell of a miracle to keep our patients alive.. we have good doctors.. yes people whether you like it or not ;p but we have ONE MAJOR PROBLEM !! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NURSES !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nurses are driving me insane.. why? because i think that they are on a mission.. a mission to KILL THE PATIENTS ! im serious they are insane ! here is why i say this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days back i was on call (yes we are on call every 4 days :( anyways, a nurse pages me while i was in the office and said it was urgent, so i go to the ward and she shows me a lab result of a patient.. her potassium level was above the normal value (which means she must be treated ASAP or else she might go into cardiac arrest and die :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her if anyone saw the result before me or if any medication was given to treat this complication and she said : No Dr.. so what did i do? i wrote down the medication to be given right away and as i was stamping the medication request i decided to call my Senior Dr (just to be on the safe side about what im about to give her.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he answers the phone and i tell him what happened and he's like: NO STOP !! I just saw her result 15 minutes ago and they gave her the medication that you wanted to give her! (So i cancelled the prescription and went insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the nurse and said to her: "are you &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;insane?&lt;/span&gt; how can you forget that someone just saw her and gave her the meds.. she could have died from an overdose of these meds and you should know that !! The next time a patient &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;dies&lt;/span&gt;, its &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ON YOU&lt;/span&gt; sister ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS SHE FOR REAL? the patient could have died, im serious, im not being dramatic ! then you wonder why people here complain about our medical system.. i wonder where the problem is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these nurses forget to give patients their freckin' insulin doses!! that happened twice and i complained to my seniors about it.. what the hell can i do? i cant stand seeing these stupid FATAL mistakes ! anyways.. its getting late and i need to sleep before they page me again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I WISH our nurses looked like the one above ;p the nurse we had in one of the rounds burped out loud in front of us all (6 doctors! ) and i swear she didnt even say sorry nor even felt like it was wrong .. lol ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115517395294104434?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115517395294104434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115517395294104434' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115517395294104434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115517395294104434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/08/wicked-nurses.html' title='Wicked Nurses !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115351378375239019</id><published>2006-07-21T23:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T03:05:11.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/fetus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/fetus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/bush.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well... back again after a long break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know im not introducing a new subject , but i really wanna write about abortion for several reasons, one of which is the fact that &lt;a href="http://bubbbllless.blogspot.com/"&gt;tinkerbell&lt;/a&gt; asked me to, ok so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definately &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;AGAINST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abortion... EXCEPT in &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; and ONLY &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; conditions.. one of which is if a woman has been raped.. then i would say it aint her fault to have to be stuck with bringing up a rapist's child!! now i hope u all agree with me on that point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Kuwait, the ONLY legal abortion is done if the child has anencephaly.. simply because the fetus is incompatible with life.. and so thats obviously ok to abort the fetus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for every other reason that i thought of i couldnt agree with them.. well ok if the baby has a MAJOR congenital abnormality that would prevent the child from living an almost normal life then maybe i'd be lenient in that issue as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if a woman has sex, and gets pregnant, then says she's not ready to have a child then IM SORRY but its not really up to her to END this poor fetus's soul !! who the hell is she to give a death sentence to that fetus??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if a woman had sex with her boyfriend then decides to get an abortion then AGAIN IM SORRY but thats a no no !! who told you to sleep with him if u cant deal with the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if a woman doesnt know who the father is for example and uses that as an example, then no one told you to be a SLUT!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or another who figures she doesnt wanna become "fat" .. or "no, i wanna give birth to a gemini" !! etc.. what kinda excuse is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;whats YOUR opinion on this issue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115351378375239019?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115351378375239019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115351378375239019' title='63 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115351378375239019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115351378375239019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/07/abortion.html' title='Abortion'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>63</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115256912986907764</id><published>2006-07-11T00:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:05:29.993+03:00</updated><title type='text'>NBK VS. GULF BANK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/nbk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/nbk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/gulf%20bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/gulf%20bank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sup ppl.. ok let me tell u about my adventure with &lt;a href="http://mainstreamnothing.blogspot.com"&gt;7tenths&lt;/a&gt; this morning, basically we went 2 start applyin for our jobs.. so we had 2 do a million and one things :( and the weather was just amazing .. oh and the best part was that we went in 7tenths's car and on our way his window FELL DOWN !! (CHEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP) so we were drivin with dust in our eyes, teeth, ears, and every other orifice in our bodies ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. so my topic is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NBK VS GULF BANK.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my account is with NBK , 7tenths is with Gulf bank.. so we first went 2 gulf bank .. he asked for shahadat ratib, it took them around 25 minutes 2 do his paper work.. then we went 2 NBK , it took me literally 4 minutes 2 get my paper work done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so WHY WHY WHY is it that NBK is soo much better than Gulf bank? i mean, better customer service, faster service, in general i feel better services r available at NBK .. do u guys agree? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which is a better bank?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; im sorry but i know i would never leave NBK for another bank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. NO OFFENCE TO THOSE BLOGGERS THAT WORK AT GULF BANK :) im expecting hate mail now ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115256912986907764?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115256912986907764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115256912986907764' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115256912986907764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115256912986907764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/07/nbk-vs-gulf-bank.html' title='NBK VS. GULF BANK'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115188283273315545</id><published>2006-07-03T02:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:52:17.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDINGS !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/wedding-gown.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/wedding-gown.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Wedding%20Cake.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Wedding%20Cake.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah .. i know ur thinkin "how the hell is he gonna make this topic controversial? " hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , im in dubai.. came here coz i was invited 2 a wedding that i had 2 attend.. mixed wedding .. anyways.. so ill tell u somethin about me.. i know it sounds weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WEDDINGS! ;p i really dont enjoy them that much.. ok i do go all the time 2 both mixed weddings and the traditional ones, and fine everyone is happy , and im happy for the ppl gettin married and all.. but i start thinkin every damn time "SHIT.. I DONT WANT A WEDDING! ""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the thing.. i dont like 2 much attention.. ok i am an attention whore as some have called me that once 2 many.. bas not at big events.. ya3ni, i dont wanna be center of attention in front of like 500 ppl or whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my topic is: MIXED VS. TRADITIONAL WEDDINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i ever have a wedding.. its gonna be a mixed one , now thats for sure.. for several reasons.. but why am i not into traditional weddings? simply..id want all my close friends 2 b at my wedding (guys/girls/pets ;p )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wedding is once in a lifetime, so if ill have one it better b damn good, lots of fun, good music, good food ;p (yeah &lt;a href="http://zizotime.blogspot.com"&gt;zizo&lt;/a&gt; ill have kabaab and laban just for u irani boy ;p )  and with the ppl that care for me and that i love the most.. so yeah it has 2 b mixed.. id want my family 2 b there (girls/guys) all my friends from high school/college/childhood.. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i understand the women wont be as naked as in the traditional weddings, but who cares? and yeah some wont dance coz they'll b shy, but if u know anything about me then ud know that i would force them 2 dance, hell it wud b my freckin wedding, so yeah they dont have a say in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i dont like traditional weddings, too boring, and seriously would i want a bunch of guys 2 try and grab my ass at my wedding? (its a weird tradition that us men have here.. i know some of the readers r gonna think what the hell is this guy talkin about..but its just weird and sadly true.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been 2 more mixed weddings than traditional ones, and they r just way more fun.. u meet hot women, mingle, dance, laugh.. bla bla.. its just fun.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so what about YOU? Would u rather have a MIXED wedding or a TRADITIONAL one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115188283273315545?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115188283273315545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115188283273315545' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115188283273315545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115188283273315545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/07/weddings.html' title='WEDDINGS !!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115144696931199518</id><published>2006-06-28T00:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T03:49:57.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ARABIC VS ENGLISH</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey ppl.... sorry for the delay with not postin somethin new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here's my new "controversial" post (thanx for the idea &lt;a href="http://mainstreamnothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;7tenths &lt;/a&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u rather put ur kids in an american/english school (private school) or in an arabic (government) school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly dont mean 2 be bias since i was in an american school, but i can not see one advantage of bein put in a government school over a private school.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some will argue that private schools make kids become too open minded, and less religious and sowalif parties w bla bla.. but it AINT necessarily true.. u think everyone who went to a private school becomes less riligious? or too westernized? coz thruout the 7 years of med school in kuwait that was pretty much the idea that most government school graduates thought of ppl like us (private school grads that is) .. they looked down at us thinkin we're too open minded, not religious enuf.. etc.. which is sooo not true.. (at least i speak for myself..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what i really REALLY hate is how many ppl from government schools keep thinkin that we're like BADD (9ay3een) , they think that all we think of is women, sex, and what not.. u know what i mean.. yet whenever u get on the road and c a guy followin a girl or throwin at her his number then CHANCES are he was not from a private school! (again im not sayin all, but most probably ya3ni.. meaning some private school grads do the same, but much much much less!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVANTAGES of private schools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fluent english is taught (which is soo important , trust me it makes a huge difference in med school for eg if u r fluent at english or not, simply makes ur life much much easier coz everthing u will learn will be in english!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. broadens ur thinking (open-mindness), expose u to the outside world more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. give u the chance 2 travel with sthe chool and c new countries, gain experience, (e.g for ski trips, Model united nations, sport tournaments etc.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. get used to mixing and dealing with the other gender, respect them.. (VS. government schools in which SOME guys graduate thinkin oh i cant wait 2 meet women (its like they've never seen a woman before) etc.. coz in private schools u're already used 2 bein in mixed classes, so women r not like a new invention for u 2 explore .. etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISADVANTAGES of private schools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. most of us have poor arabic i must admitt, or even our arabic accents get messed up coz we speak english most of the time even at home, we just get used 2 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. we learn about our religion, but maybe not enough in my opinion, i always wished i learned more when i was in school.. it was an easy class and unfortunately we didnt get to know as much as we should have learnt in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS all.. i cant think of other disadvantages 2 bein in a private school.. i dont mean to be rude or say anything bad about government schools, but i just believe that u get a better education/experience etc by being put in a private school.. whats YOUR opinion on this? where would u put YOUR kids?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115144696931199518?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115144696931199518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115144696931199518' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115144696931199518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115144696931199518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/06/arabic-vs-english.html' title='ARABIC VS ENGLISH'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-115101046455235682</id><published>2006-06-22T23:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:07:44.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY A DOCTOR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Scrubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Scrubs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/clooney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/clooney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.. yes i know i disappeared but as some of u know i was preparing for my 7th year medicine and surgery final exams.. YES YES AND YES I DID IT!! I finally graduated today.. (so did &lt;a href="http://mainstreamnothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;7tenths&lt;/a&gt;) :) so i guess if u guys need a sick leave we can hook u up (talk about ethics ;p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i have a post comin up real soon but this is just 2 say that im back for good inshallah and i hope u guys stay tuned :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-115101046455235682?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/115101046455235682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=115101046455235682' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115101046455235682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/115101046455235682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally-doctor.html' title='FINALLY A DOCTOR !'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114564195630767846</id><published>2006-04-21T20:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:52:36.330+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE MEDICINE VS. BUYING MEDICINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/images4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/images4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/images3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/images3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. our health care system in kuwait is a pretty good one as many of u know already, but there is one thing i came across that got my attention.. health insurance coverage and what not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make this short, ill give u the bottom line.. any medical procedure or medication or surgical operation is for free if u r a local .. now if u r an expat then u can also get surgical operations for free, might have 2 pay for a CT scan or an MRI, but you would get medications for free as well.. BUT BUT BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT some medications are only given 2 locals, whereas expats would not be given the same medication for free but rather an alternative drug because the drug is very expensive.. and thats what im pointing at today.. is that considered fair? i mean, look at the bright side, u wont get the same drug, which is expensive and probably a bit more efficient but u are still given something else for free that is efficient as well of course (it aint freckin placebo that is!! ) .. that sounds fair.. why? becoz its for free, and becoz our country has more expats than locals which means the ministry cant pay for everyone, and since locals are less in quantity its actually more practical or shall i say "economical" for the ministry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if u argue that its not fair and thats discrmination etc.. well i must remind u that our country is offering FREE SURGICAL OPERATIONS to &lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE (locals, expats) &lt;/strong&gt;and all i know is that&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;this doesnt happen anywhere else in the world now does it? i broke my arm in canada and i paid a shit load of money for a freckin cast ! so should expats be complaining? i dont think so from my point of view.. but more importantly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;WHATS YOURS ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114564195630767846?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114564195630767846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114564195630767846' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114564195630767846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114564195630767846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/04/free-medicine-vs-buying-medicine.html' title='FREE MEDICINE VS. BUYING MEDICINE'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114502084727364335</id><published>2006-04-14T15:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T16:39:39.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurants &amp; Elevators</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/untitled.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First let me start bitchin about how &lt;strong&gt;ANNOYING&lt;/strong&gt; some waiters can be here , or let me re-phrase that.. how "f****** stupid" they can be.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;u know when u go into mc d's for eg, and u say: "hi, how u doin? i'd like a mc chicken sandwich and large fries", then the waiter or whatever s/he is called HAS to say "so sir, u're order is one mc chicken sandwich and a large fries?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then im like "YES." seriously how f***** retarded can u be 2 ask me about TWO items i asked for? how can u go wrong with that? its not like im whispering, how hard is it to just punch in these two items and tell me how much i owe u? it gets on my &lt;strong&gt;NERVES&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;or like in starbux, whenever i order a drink then they &lt;strong&gt;REPEAT&lt;/strong&gt; it as well, again how dumb r u 2 ask me if im sure i asked for a mocha frappucino, and then they HAVE TO ask; "would u like some water with that? and i'd be like "NO", then they'd be like: "sir, how about some deserts?" and im like "AGAIN NO", then they'd be like: "we have a delicious new.." as i interrupt rudely and say: "i only want my MOCHA frappucino, thank you! " u get what im talkin about ppl?? i know its coz they wanna sell more, but if i want a freckin cupcake ill ask for it myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, ELEVATORS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whats with ppl hitting both up and down buttons for elevators? i'd be waiting for 5 minutes for an elevator and becoz some idiot presses the other button we get the elevator thats goin in the opposite direction that we both DIDNT want and the idiot doesnt go into the elevator.. so WHY WHY WHY did u press it? its frustrating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and why do they KEEP PRESSING THE button like 19098 times? is the elevator gonna come faster when u do that? or r u just some Obessisve compulsive freak? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im just too grumpy right now, but do u guys know what im talkin about or is it just my bad temper??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114502084727364335?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114502084727364335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114502084727364335' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114502084727364335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114502084727364335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/04/restaurants-elevators.html' title='Restaurants &amp; Elevators'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114468571216369722</id><published>2006-04-10T18:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:16:06.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMEN, WOMEN, WOMEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/hair_twh_36_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/hair_twh_36_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/Cosmopolitan%209-2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/Cosmopolitan%209-2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i know its been a while.. but whatever, we get busy at times dont we..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my new post is about something that every single woman does and i just dont get WHY they do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do u (if u're a woman), have 2 check out every single woman that passes by you and literally examine her with your eyes from head to toes, and i mean HEAD 2 TOES.. i mean i'd be havin a conversation with a woman somewhere, and the second another woman passes by i can just see her eyes lookin, and analyzing that other woman.. and its not just the hair that u guys look at or body, even the clothes, sandles/shoes, jewelry, make-up, bag, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why why? then u start analyzing the poor woman who has nothin 2 do with u.. and be like "she looks like a whore", or "what the hell does she eat?" , "ok that is not her natural hair, ill bet she straightens it.." , "how is she so thin? is she being starved?" , "u think she's lesbain?" , "these cant be real" , "she looks so fake" , etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do women keep doin that? is it jealousy? insecurity? boredom? what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, u know what im talkin about.. and i aint sayin we dont do it, but at least we check out WOMEN only, not look at every guy or even comment, unless we have somethin mean 2 say, like "what the f*** is a fugly guy like that doin with a model like her?" &lt;--- and u know that happens a lot.. obviously its got somethin 2 do with money ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not being sexist or anything, but i see this happen every single day.. and now i wanna know why! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. fugly= f****ing ugly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114468571216369722?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114468571216369722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114468571216369722' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114468571216369722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114468571216369722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/04/women-women-women.html' title='WOMEN, WOMEN, WOMEN'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114297585817145884</id><published>2006-03-21T23:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:17:38.366+03:00</updated><title type='text'>TAXING CIGARETTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/SS11-Cigarettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/SS11-Cigarettes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/bushsmoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/bushsmoking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back.. i wanna say thanx 2 all those bitchin at me for not posting for a while, but had an exam and so on.. im sure some of u didnt miss me either, so whatever ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so the new controversial issue is regarding taxation of ciggs in kuwait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u havent heard, they say that the government wants to increase the price of ciggs to almost double or triple their actual price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u really think that will make smokers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STOP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; smoking? or is this another way for the government to make a shit load of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONEY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and pretend like its really for the sake of smokers' health?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean who the hell will suddenly stop smoking (if they were real smokers that is) just becoz of an increase in the price of ciggs? yeah the cheap bastards will.. but other than that u r not really doing much for the sake of promoting health ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK, dont try 2 convince me that its a good thing.. i mean, its a cheap way for the government 2 make more money.. smokers are not stupid, they know its bad for them, u dont need 2 be a genius 2 figure that out.. so dont tell me u're doin them a favor by increasing the taxation on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its just a conspiracy.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; input on the issue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114297585817145884?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114297585817145884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114297585817145884' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114297585817145884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114297585817145884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/03/taxing-cigarettes.html' title='TAXING CIGARETTES'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114138229606138369</id><published>2006-03-03T13:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:43:11.996+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a lifetime chance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/dollars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/dollars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not controversial, im actually posting it for one of my family members who is part of the Young Arab Leaders (read below)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Business Ideas? i'm sure you do.. we all come up with a good one every once in a while, anyways, you must check this out, you can win up to &lt;strong&gt;1 million dollars&lt;/strong&gt; To Start Your Own Business!! I'm serious! just read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream of being your own boss?&lt;br /&gt;Got a great business idea but &lt;strong&gt;lack the cash&lt;/strong&gt; to get started?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want a CEO's advice on developing your business plan?&lt;br /&gt;Are you between &lt;strong&gt;18-40 years old&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, take part in the Arab Business Challenge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Arab Business Challenge: What is it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A region-wide business plan competition offering up to US$ 1 million each to two winning teams to start up their businesses. Initiated by the Arab Business Angel’s Network, it aims to be the regions foremost business plan competition. The Challenge offers qualifying teams support in developing their ideas in the form of training workshops, panel presentations and coaching. The Challenge will also form the basis for a TV reality programme produced by Al-Arabiya TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants submit written business plans&lt;br /&gt;Participants present their ideas to panels throughout the course of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;Plans will be judged and evaluated on the basis of set criteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I apply? It’s easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All you need to do is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Find yourself a partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Register your team on &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.abchallenge.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.abchallenge.org/&lt;/a&gt; by March 29th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3:&lt;/strong&gt; Submit your business idea by March 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for; log on and register at &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.abchallenge.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.abchallenge.org/&lt;/a&gt; and bring your idea into the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Team registration Deadline March 29th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*subject to competition rules. Visit &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.abchallenge.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.abchallenge.org/&lt;/a&gt; for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arab Business Challenge and the Arab Business Angels Network were launched by the Young Arab Leaders in 2005. The Young Arab Leaders is a network of Arab men and women who have seen the power of action in their own lives and have reached unprecedented levels of success amongst their peers. They are business, government and civil society leaders in the Arab world and internationally. They are positive role models who can see beyond today’s challenges to a vision of a prosperous Arab future. The Young Arab Leaders is a non-profit organization based in Dubai, UAE and with chapters around the region.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114138229606138369?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114138229606138369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114138229606138369' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114138229606138369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114138229606138369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/03/once-in-lifetime-chance.html' title='Once in a lifetime chance..'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114061220868282483</id><published>2006-02-22T15:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:42:36.553+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG HEART? VS small heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/2802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's say.. u and a friend of urs fought over something.. anything.. could have been a simple &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. could have been something you said and they took it the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; way.. or could have been even something they heard and was maybe true and maybe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is.. where does all this go.. i mean, with time doesnt it bother u that u fought with someone u knew well? doesn't this bottle inside u and reach a point where u feel bad about the whole thing? i mean, what if &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; were&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what if &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what if its a rumor and its just &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not true&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; what ever happened to the term "give him/her the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benefit of the doubt&lt;/strong&gt;" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean even if i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;convinced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that my friend was indeed wrong, and that i did not misunderstand and that it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not a rumor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and he/she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; say somethin about me, or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me off, or whatever the case may be..till when will it keep bothering me? maybe i am convinced, but am simply &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N E WAYS.. i can never be mad at someone forever.. for many of the reasons mentioned above.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so what do I do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FORGIVE BUT I CAN NEVER FORGET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; i guess its a defense mechanism, ill forgive u for somethin u did, but ill always keep it in mind 2 know what to expect from u in the future, or to watch out so that it i dont get hurt again or whatever.. sometimes its a simple misunderstanding.. Me for e.g. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; say things i dont mean !! i give BAD examples.. my mom always used 2 tell me "son, if only u would THINK before u speak for ten seconds then u wouldnt say things so wrongly..and ppl wont misunderstand you.." .. little do i learn tho :( and then ppl keep tellin me "say what u mean and mean what u say" :( shasawy sometimes i just say dumb things that i honestly had no bad intentions behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do YOU do what i do? simply forgive but not forget? or r u the type that would say "man forget it, ill just ignore the whole thing but i wont forgive him/her.." (meaning u would forget about it, maybe even lose ur friend coz u cant forgive for whatever reason u have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have all been somewhere along these lines above, my POINT is..which type of person are you? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do u FORGIVE??&lt;/strong&gt; OR &lt;strong&gt;FORGET??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114061220868282483?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114061220868282483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114061220868282483' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114061220868282483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114061220868282483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/02/big-heart-vs-small-heart.html' title='BIG HEART? VS small heart'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-114030246003980386</id><published>2006-02-19T01:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:41:00.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood RACISM  !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/gubmentcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/400/gubmentcheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/racism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/400/racism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up ppl.. this is somethin I’ve been wanting to share since Friday.. I was at the mosque for Friday prayer, trying to listen to what the sheikh (Imam) was saying in his khu6ba.. I have a hard time understanding what he says coz his Arabic is weird, and to be honest I never understand what they are talking about.. ok that’s not entirely true, but im not good with tafseer and so on.. (our damn American schools taught us nothin! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that aint the topic at hand.. as I was attempting 2 listen up, two annoying 9 yr old locals were sittin next 2 me chatting, giggling, and even playing 7ajara waraqa game (dunno what u kids r callin it these days).. so I look at them and give them that look implying “shut up u’re in God’s house now”.. the little bastards stayed quite for like 2 minutes, then continued chatting again.. then a foreign kid (their “friend”) kneels towards them 2 chat with them and 1 of the local kids tells him “what do u want? Stay away from us, shfeek raz wayhik.. ishyabi hal lebnani?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s when I &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; it!! I looked at the kid and said “u wanna chat then get the outta the mosque and have some respect for ur religion” .. the kid was shocked and sat quietly till the end.. of course I said it in Arabic w zafaita 3adil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prayer I walked outta the mosque waitin for my friend to come out and at the same time I was lookin for the kid coz I wanted 2 talk to him about that racist remark he made to his “friend”..the little bastard didn’t show up, guess he took the back door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats botherin me? Ill tell u whats bothering me.. it’s the fact that 9 year olds r becoming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RACIST ?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what the hell are their parents teaching them at home? Or better yet, what do their parents say in front of them?? or what are their parents &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; teaching them.. no principles, no morals.. Im sorry but a 9 yr old wont come up with such racist remarks less he heard it somewhere.. and even if he heard it from school its coz another kid’s parents said something like that in front of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ridiculous.. I’m sorry, but all I know is that my parents used 2 always tell me to treat everyone equally, whether they were locals or not, muslims or not, etc.. ever since I was like 5 yrs old ! we should put a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to this bullshit.. this is what ruins our society, and every other aspect of development.. the next time u guys c something like this plz tell me u’d do something about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I the only one here losin’ his mind over this? What do u guys think? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-114030246003980386?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/114030246003980386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=114030246003980386' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114030246003980386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/114030246003980386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/02/childhood-racism.html' title='Childhood RACISM  !!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113986400001334120</id><published>2006-02-13T23:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:53:20.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO WOULD YOU SAVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/sinking%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/sinking%20boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. dunno if u can call this controversial, or just plain silly, but seroiusly im sure you have all heard this kinda question before...but i'd really like 2 hear from you what u would do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW scenario&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are on a boat with your dad, and mom.. long story short, the freckin' boat is gonna sink.. you can only save ONE person.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;would you choose mom or dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES: 1. You cant say that u would save both and u die instead, dont be boring :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes u have to choose one.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lets pretend they both cant swim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just to spice it up.. same scenario but different characters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario # 2: spouse or child?&lt;br /&gt;Scenario # 3: sibling or parent?&lt;br /&gt;Scenario # 4: sibling or spouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. ok i know the scenario is not a nice one.. allah laygool and may you never ever be put in such a situation.. but really just curious thats all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113986400001334120?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113986400001334120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113986400001334120' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113986400001334120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113986400001334120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/02/who-would-you-save.html' title='WHO WOULD YOU SAVE?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113940945191503394</id><published>2006-02-08T17:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:37:32.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>FIANCE VS. FRIENDS:  Ready? FIGHT !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/fight.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/fight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone..for some ODD reason, my blog was not being accessible by anyone for the past 2 days.. very weird.. no one could access it at all, i sent blogger an email and they did nothing. i republished the blog so i hope its working now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW CONTROVERSIAL ISSUE OF THE WEEK:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a new scenario, now i've been tryin 2 b careful with makin up this scenario coz i realized my last post became an issue of religion as opposed 2 what it should have been.. here it is anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so u are engaged 2 someone (7alal hal mara ya &lt;a href="http://puss-1n-boots.blogspot.com/"&gt;pib&lt;/a&gt; ;p) anyways, and say that you are both in love and everything and everything is goin well and u've been engaged for a long while now (like say 8 months), and one day your fiance says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOOK.. i dont like you having friends of the other gender.. it bothers me, and its not about trust, i just am not comfortable with the whole idea of you being with them.. so choose, either &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ME or THEM&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. yes im sure some of us have been there before, coz i sure have had 2 interesting similar situations like those (no i wasnt engaged though ;p ) and believe it or not, i reacted differently on both occasions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here is the DEAL.. your friends that she or he doesnt want you being friends with are people u have known for YEARS AND YEARS...so &lt;em&gt;question of the day&lt;/em&gt; is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" WHO WOULD YOU CHOOSE? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113940945191503394?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113940945191503394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113940945191503394' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113940945191503394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113940945191503394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/02/fiance-vs-friends-ready-fight.html' title='FIANCE VS. FRIENDS:  Ready? FIGHT !!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113882211751599310</id><published>2006-02-01T22:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T01:11:08.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE</title><content type='html'>hey people.. im back !!&lt;br /&gt;ok im startin out with ANOTHER controversial issue as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok say mr.x and miss.x started going out, then they broke up, for whatever reason.. then miss x started seeing another person who happened to be mr.x's friend!!&lt;br /&gt;how does that make u feel people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say u were mr x's  friend, would u go ahead and start dating his x-girlfriend who just broke up with him like say a month ago??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.. i cant date any of my best friend's x-gf's.. its just wrong, it creates problems and someone has 2 get hurt at the end of the day.. so what would u do? would u have started seeing miss.x or would u have refused to even though u really like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, im not mr.x nor miss.x ;p nor his friend that is goin out with miss x..&lt;br /&gt;just thought it was interesting to see how you people would deal with it if you were in mr.x's shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically my question of the day is "would you go out with ur friend's x-boy/girlfriend?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113882211751599310?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113882211751599310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113882211751599310' title='72 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113882211751599310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113882211751599310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2006/02/caught-in-middle.html' title='CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>72</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113525014400353570</id><published>2005-12-22T13:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T14:19:14.350+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets c ur BEDROOM - Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/DSC00615.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/400/DSC00615.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i couldnt fit my whole bedroom in the pic of course, so this is as good as it gets.. try to figure out whats in the frame people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/DSC00615.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOW US WHAT YOR BEDROOM LOOKS LIKE.. i would like to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tooomz.blogspot.com/"&gt;tooomz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laialyq8.blogspot.com/"&gt;laialyq8 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mainstreamnothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;7tenths&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://krispydixie.blogspot.com/"&gt;krispy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://krispydixie.blogspot.com/"&gt;fireberry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3sab.blogspot.com/"&gt;a3sab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalalism.blogspot.com/"&gt;dalalism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reeeema.blogspot.com/"&gt;reeema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcarabian.blogspot.com/"&gt;mcarabian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://irab.blogspot.com/"&gt;photoflow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chroniclesoftheblondeandthebrunette.blogspot.com/"&gt;sou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://q8serenity.blogspot.com/"&gt;delicately realistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://caffeinatedkuwaiti.blogspot.com/"&gt;caffeinated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jazz-central.blogspot.com/"&gt;jazz central&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misscosmokuwait.blogspot.com/"&gt;misscosmo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://immatwir.blogspot.com/"&gt;temetwir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charismaticq8ia.blogspot.com/"&gt;charisma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msb73.blogspot.com/"&gt;msb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://extinct-dodo.blogspot.com/"&gt;extinct-dodo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://al-noon.blogspot.com/"&gt;judy abbott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hrhsamboose.blogspot.com/"&gt;samboose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://qcubed.blogspot.com/"&gt;gigi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hussa-g.blogspot.com/"&gt;hussa-g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://papillona.blogspot.com/"&gt;papillona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://erzulie1985.blogspot.com/"&gt;erzulie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenortherncolour.blogspot.com/"&gt;the northern colour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113525014400353570?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113525014400353570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113525014400353570' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113525014400353570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113525014400353570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/12/lets-c-ur-bedroom-tag.html' title='Lets c ur BEDROOM - Tag'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113503149040824643</id><published>2005-12-20T01:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:31:30.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>DESKTOP TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/desktop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/400/desktop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/desktop1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/400/desktop1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx laialy for the tag.. i have 2 desktop screens that i alternate between from time 2 time so i posted up both of them for u people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tag &lt;a href="http://tooomz.blogspot.com"&gt;toomz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://q8serenity.blogspot.com"&gt;delicately realistic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://krispydixie.blogspot.com"&gt;krispy dixie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reeeema.blogspot.com"&gt;reema&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113503149040824643?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113503149040824643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113503149040824643' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113503149040824643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113503149040824643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/12/desktop-tag.html' title='DESKTOP TAG'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113447122915303043</id><published>2005-12-13T13:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:40:19.483+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arranged Marriages..u with? or against?</title><content type='html'>i am not ever gonna get into an arranged marriage.. look im not sayin it does or doesnt work.. its the principal !! i dont need my MOTHER to hook me up with a woman.. i think i can handle that bit just fine.. ;p  i do it all the time, and i've had my ups and downs ;pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no seriously.. look .. why am i against it? ok heres the deal..&lt;br /&gt;the way i see it is that its like being in a movie.. or a test.. ill explain each one seperately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie.. yes.. the guy and the girl practically ACT .. u cant get 2 really know the person well enough thru an engagement, im sorry, it doesnt happen, each person tries 2 only bring out the good in them.. and so u end up marrying that person a couple of months later and surprise, its like being with soemone u never met before..why? coz u dont even know the person u just married !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not magic, u dont get 2 know someone so well in a month or two, then marry them!! ever wonder why divorce rate in kuwait is so high??? doooooooooooooooooooooooh (or duuuuuuuuuuuuhh.. whatever makes u happy)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always said, i would rather marry a friend any day rather than marry a girl i fell in love with. first of all i DONT believe in love. why? none of ur business ;p .. it just doesnt exist ;) i've tried it and its non-existent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second of all, a friend is someone u know every little detail about, u've seen them at every point, their good days, bad days, everything.. so u know what u're getting !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third of all,  friends r forever, whereas relationships come and go, comprende??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the part about the engagement being a test.. im sorry but i am so against having 2 watch every move i make just so that i look like the perfect guy.. its like a freckin test.. and i wont be judged that way.. im sorry.. aint gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to meeting someone, getting 2 know them, for a long long time, then deciding whether u wanna marry them or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u know u're with the right person? u know that when u honestly cant LIVE without them, but can soo loive WITH them.. get my drift? its not love, its the fact that u wanna be with this person for the rest of ur life, and that u can literally spend everyday with them and hate it when u dont see them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats ur opinion on this issue..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113447122915303043?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113447122915303043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113447122915303043' title='63 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113447122915303043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113447122915303043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/12/arranged-marriagesu-with-or-against.html' title='Arranged Marriages..u with? or against?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>63</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113439915390437416</id><published>2005-12-12T17:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T17:53:43.206+03:00</updated><title type='text'>DUBAI for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/1600/09122005(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/838/1766/320/09122005%28002%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people.. im back.. went 2 dubai for the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;no not 2 drink.. im not a drinker..i actually went 2 visit my sister, she just gave birth and now i'm an uncle !!! the pic u r seeing is the newborn baby.. we called her Jenna.. ok  ok She called her Jenna, but whatever..  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dubai was ok, but i didnt get 2 do anything really, 2 busy with family, but i found out that there's skiing in dubai !! yes its true, its an artificial place but unfortunately i didnt get 2 go ;(&lt;br /&gt;i also missed the Xtreme games event.. man im such a retard i did basically nothing there !!&lt;br /&gt;anyways my next post is gonna be a controversial one so stay tuned people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113439915390437416?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113439915390437416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113439915390437416' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113439915390437416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113439915390437416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/12/dubai-for-weekend.html' title='DUBAI for the weekend'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113372919295133729</id><published>2005-12-04T23:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:53:25.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft in the doctor's room!!</title><content type='html'>ok people.. listen to what happened to me today, i went to the hospital this morning, went into the surgery department to change into my scrubs for a boring day of operations.. so i changed in the doctor's room, hung up my white coat, clothes, and my stethoscope.. then i went into the operation theatre (OT)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with an anaesthetist about the different forms of anaesthesia, and we started talking about nitrous oxide gas.. then i asked him "did u ever try it?" he replied "öf course i did.."&lt;br /&gt;then i asked "does it really make u laugh? or is that just in the movies? " then he said "yes its true.. its a nice feeling.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started thinkin 2 myself", if only i can try it.. i mean its like getting high LEGALLY !! why not??&lt;br /&gt;so i looked to him and said "dr, can i try it?" "sure, he replied.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we waited for the operation 2 finish then we ressuscitated the patient and went back into the OT.. then the dr put the nitrous oxide gas on my face and BAMM .. it was the greatest thing ever.. i first felt drowsy, then saw everything move so slowly around me.. then my friend said the dumbest, most corny ass lame joke ever and i laughed hysterically.. it was quite an experience.. my friend actually recorded it on his mobile video cam !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, that moment was over in like a matter of minutes, then i went back to change out of the scrubs, and as i wore my lab coat i realized that my damn stethoscope was missing.. had the nurses help me find it as well as the people that clean up the changing room, but NOTHING came up !! It was STOLEN ! someone stole my damn stethescope from the doctors changing room !! can u imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assume a cheap ass doctor stole it !! i was quite pissed coz i realized how messed up our hospitals are in kuwait.. i mean, look at the shit that happens here.. 2 women got raped in the hospital in 2005, a newborn baby was kidnapped last year from maternity hospital, plus the number of doctors that got beat up in the emergency room !! now my stethoscope ;p ok i know my story is the least important but seriously we got issues that should be addressed !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113372919295133729?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113372919295133729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113372919295133729' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113372919295133729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113372919295133729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/12/theft-in-doctors-room.html' title='Theft in the doctor&apos;s room!!'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113283600039841078</id><published>2005-11-24T15:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:40:00.510+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Ad</title><content type='html'>alright people !! im back .. its been really hectic lately and i havent beeb blogging for like 3 weeks !! so sorry if u dont c me puttin comments on ur blogs..&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. let me tell u somethin that u wont care much about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did an ad on the radio.. yes i know u're thinkin, why is this  Dr to be doin an ad on the radio? is he in it for the money? NO, i didnt even get paid for it yet ;p  Is he that bored and wants some excitement in his life? YES.. does he want fame? no, its not a freckin tv ad, so who the hell is gonna notice my voice ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its an ad on FM 99.7 , it starts on sunday 27th 2005.. dunno at what time yet ill let u know.. its about an event of people performing skateboard stunts and bike stunts, held by EASTPAK  bags, its gonna be in marina crescent.. i think 1st of dec, dunno just hear out the ad.. in the ad, there are 2 voices, the first guy tells u about the event and where and when its gonna be and he's all wild and kinda shouting, its funny, ill tell u who it is later, he's a blogger.. then the second voice.. MOI .. says who the event is sponsored by, so as soon as u hear : "sponsored by: NBK, Wataniya.. etc" thats ME !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my part is so lame, and i just say a list of the sponsors.. apparently they only used me coz my voice is deep... apparently.. anyways, if u hear it let me know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like im gonna be the only one listening to 99.7 this week ha? :( come on people, just check it out.. anyways ill keep yáll posted ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113283600039841078?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113283600039841078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113283600039841078' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113283600039841078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113283600039841078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/11/radio-ad.html' title='Radio Ad'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113157596521509928</id><published>2005-11-10T01:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:45:26.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEATING...</title><content type='html'>well.. here's a new one.. i was sittin with a bunch of friends havin coffee at starbux.. and we started playin a game called "what if.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u basically start a question with "what if.." and come up with a controversial question and see how each person responds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one question i liked was "what if ur best friend is going out with someone u just met say 2 months ago, and then u caught ur best friend cheating on that "new friend" of urs.. what would u do? would u tell ur new friend and possibly lose ur best friend over it? would u not interfere? would u go tell ur best friend to confront their bf/gf and that if they dont then u will? or what???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113157596521509928?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113157596521509928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113157596521509928' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113157596521509928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113157596521509928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheating.html' title='CHEATING...'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113097539710264833</id><published>2005-11-03T02:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T03:03:56.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY ?</title><content type='html'>WHY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) why is it that i never itch all day until im in the middle of praying? (and like the weirdest places too !! use ur imagination ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) why is it that i never feel the urge of going to the bathroom until im in my car stuck in traffic knowing that the nearest place for me to relieve my bladder situation is at least 30 minutes away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) why is it that when we're praying does our intestines start teasin us and make us feel like farting, and then we work hard on squeezin that fart in so we dont ruin our prayers! (oh come on people, dont act like u dont know what im talkin about !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) why is it that when im fasting i feel hungry all day long and then when its time for fu6oor i eat so little and feel so full?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) why is it that when i have to wake up early and so decide to try to go to sleep early enough do i NOT fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) why is it that i always end up with the wrong woman and only realize it a long while into the relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) why is it that we are never satisfied with what we have and always want more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) why is it that when i download a song do i fall in love with it and then start getting sick of it 3 days later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) why is it that when u feel everything is goin so well in ur life does some shit have to happen outta no where and ruin it for u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) why is it that some people go to marina every damn week and not get sick of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) why is it that everytime i think im in love i find out that i wasnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) why is it that clothes in stores look so much nicer when we try them on there and then look like shit when we buy 'em and try them at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) why is it that every single time i buy beige shoes do they get so dirty quickly and start turning blue everytime i wear jeans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) why is it that the show "LOST" is being paused for 2 more weeks till we see the new episode of season 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) why is it that we never get what we REALLY want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) why is it that we never appreciate things till we lose something/someone/etc.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) why is it that i cant come up with something better to write than this lame post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) why is life a bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) why r u still reading this pathetic post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u guys didnt regret reading this and feel that i wasted a couple of minutes of ur life that u'll never get back.. :) 3eedkom mbarak w kil 3am w intaw ib '7air inshallah.. happy eid people !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113097539710264833?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113097539710264833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113097539710264833' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113097539710264833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113097539710264833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/11/why.html' title='WHY ?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113053275677861197</id><published>2005-10-28T23:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T00:13:04.066+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethical or not? Which one are u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here is another controversial issue that i would like to address..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is ur new scenario.. you are a doctor, and u have diagnosed ur patient with a sexually transmitted disease.. now the catch is that ur patient told you that s/he is not sleepin with her/his husband/wife.. basically the patient got the disease from someone else (not from the spouse)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats the problem? problem is that ur patient can transmitt the disease to his/her spouse.. so what do u do? do u tell the spouse? what if u do? shit will hit the fan.. what if u dont? shit will STILL hit the fan.. whats the disease u're thinkin? whatever HIV or hepatitis.. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont tell the spouse, ur patient probably wont either (i said so ;p but really just keep in mind that the patient told u tht s/he wont tell anyone).. so what do u do? is it unethical to tell the spouse because of the patients' right of confidentiality? or is it unethical to not tell the poor spouse who will eventually get this dreadful and possibly life threatening disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO ?? lets hear what u got to say people, im all ears .. i know u guys r gettin bored of the medical issues, ill promise to stop writin this stuff for a while.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113053275677861197?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113053275677861197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113053275677861197' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113053275677861197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113053275677861197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/10/ethical-or-not-which-one-are-u.html' title='Ethical or not? Which one are u?'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-113032501810252263</id><published>2005-10-27T00:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T16:29:49.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>what would you do???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ok, let me give u the scenario i went thru a couple of days ago, basically we had a patient (40 year old male), who was diagnosed with a neurological disease that will unfortunately lead to his death in about 3 years (approx.), there is NO CURE.. and i asked the consultant whether the patient was told the truth about his disease and that he wont live for long, and he said "of course i didnt tell him.. i just told him its a serious disease, and that treatment is difficult and needs lots of time and patience).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;now what would YOU DO?? would u tell the patient the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;or would u do what the consultant did? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this is why i hate this field, it is so hard to confront a dying patient.. i mean, if i tell him he's gonna die, then for the next three years every single day all he's gonna be thinking about is that he's dying.. and if i tell him nothing it still is unethical and wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guess i'd say : "u have an illness that has no cure but we hope with time a new drug comes out and saves u, for the time being we will do all that we can to help you, its a progressive disease unfortunately but lets hope for the best.. " then i'd tell one of his family members the entire truth.. probably the wife.. or eldest child.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lets hear what u would do.. thanx for ur time people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18124057-113032501810252263?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/113032501810252263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=113032501810252263' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113032501810252263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/113032501810252263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-would-you-do.html' title='what would you do???'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18124057.post-112990398777722236</id><published>2005-10-22T03:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:14:20.430+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"LOST" (the series)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok, so why am i obsessed with the show called "LOST" that airs on abc? becuase its f*(&amp;%^$!@ amazing thats why.. seriously people, when was the last time u got so addicted to a show (besides 24) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i can quit smoking but i cant quit watchin this series! ok , so im at season 2 , i've seen the first 4 episodes , and i got a million and one questions already !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. who the fuck are "the others"?&lt;br /&gt;2. what happens if they dont push the button every 108 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;3. why is jack not sleepin with that chick thats had a crush on him since day 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;4. how did Hurley not lose any weight yet?&lt;br /&gt;5. why is saeed who is supossed to be an iraqi being played by some pakistani actor? (no offense, or anything, i still think he's a great actor, hell he's my favorite character on the show)&lt;br /&gt;6. where is all this food in the hatchet keep coming from? how come it hasn't run out over the past three years?&lt;br /&gt;7. where r they getting electricity from?&lt;br /&gt;8. what the hell is that monster in the island?&lt;br /&gt;9. who is whisperin in the woods?&lt;br /&gt;10. where is michael's son?&lt;br /&gt;11. why the f*&amp;amp;% did charlie kill that guy (one of the "others") in the first season if they could've found out so much more about the others from him ?&lt;br /&gt;12. when is the chinese dude gonna learn how to speak english?&lt;br /&gt;13. why is the blonde sister of the guy that died still alive? she is useless..&lt;br /&gt;14. why after watching 28 episodes of this season do i still not know the names of all the characters ? :)&lt;br /&gt;15. whats the pregnant australian chick called ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i cant wait to see episode 5, hopefully i shall watch it tonight if my generous friend ali (a fellow blogger that goes by the name "mainstreamnothing" ) gets it for us to watch tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, if u guys r LOST fans then lets here ur comments about the show !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out !&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/18124057-112990398777722236?l=doctorlost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/feeds/112990398777722236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18124057&amp;postID=112990398777722236' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/112990398777722236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18124057/posts/default/112990398777722236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doctorlost.blogspot.com/2005/10/lost-series.html' title='&quot;LOST&quot; (the series)'/><author><name>Dr.Lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01938011345199032033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://malestars.codserver.com/cnt/edward_norton/photos/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry></feed>
