tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40520380124537809092024-03-13T09:06:18.511-07:00Psychiatric Hotline...hold on, I know what u want!Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.comBlogger241125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-22874323798567332842010-12-01T20:52:00.000-08:002010-12-01T20:59:35.541-08:00Classic Fruity SaladIngredients<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For the cheese balls</span><br /><ul><li>3/4 cup grated paneer (cottage cheese)</li><li>2 tbsp fresh cream</li><li>2 tsp finely chopped onion</li><li>2 tsp finely chopped capsicum</li><li>1/2 tsp finely chopped green chillies</li><li>1 tbsp grated coconut</li><li>salt to taste</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;">Other ingredients</span><br /><ul><li>3 tbsp chopped pineapple</li><li>3 tbsp watermelon (tarbuj) balls</li><li>3 tbsp chopped peaches</li><li>1 tbsp grated coconut</li><li>lettuce leaves</li></ul><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For the dressing</span><br /><ul><li>1 tbsp lemon juice</li><li>2 tbsp honey</li><li>salt and black pepper (kalimirch) powder to taste</li></ul><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Method</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">For the cheese balls</span><br /><br /> 1. Mix all the ingredients very well and shape into small balls.<br /> 2. Chill in the freezer compartment of a refrigerator for a few minutes.<br /> 3. Store in the refrigerator.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">For the dressing</span><br /><br /> Combine all the ingredients in a jar, cover and shake vigorously to blend.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">How to proceed</span><br /><br /> 1. Arrange the fruit and the cheese balls on a bed lettuce leaves in a serving dish.<br /> 2. Pour the dressing on top and sprinkle the grated coconut thereon.<br /> 3. Serve cold.Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-14827723347002144182010-11-04T03:42:00.000-07:002010-11-04T03:46:14.328-07:0013 Twitter Cartoons *lol<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOp-RcWbI/AAAAAAAAB30/Xagpsf6N-g0/s1600/16.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOp-RcWbI/AAAAAAAAB30/Xagpsf6N-g0/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643743733701042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOpjxZrlI/AAAAAAAAB3s/6lYcVDUVLwg/s1600/12.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOpjxZrlI/AAAAAAAAB3s/6lYcVDUVLwg/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643736619986514" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOpgd1LpI/AAAAAAAAB3k/FFQcibZDbBE/s1600/11.gif"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOJh9pc2I/AAAAAAAAB20/7ZIoOrmZ-8Q/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643186378666850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOJVUMngI/AAAAAAAAB2s/o2UrWaahTMg/s1600/4.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOJVUMngI/AAAAAAAAB2s/o2UrWaahTMg/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643182983585282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOJFJePGI/AAAAAAAAB2k/gvDqqZ5898c/s1600/3.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOJFJePGI/AAAAAAAAB2k/gvDqqZ5898c/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643178643635298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOI2g0zJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/CNX7JuE7M5Q/s1600/2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOI2g0zJI/AAAAAAAAB2c/CNX7JuE7M5Q/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643174715051154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOInlUt6I/AAAAAAAAB2U/YPtzKhV4-lc/s1600/1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TNKOInlUt6I/AAAAAAAAB2U/YPtzKhV4-lc/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535643170707388322" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thursday-13.com">Thursday 13</a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-48916889269615307462010-10-30T09:57:00.001-07:002010-10-30T09:59:41.003-07:00Sing with King<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4422578/tumblr_laegb1zLj61qbjwplo1_500_large.jpg?1287260428"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 339px;" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4422578/tumblr_laegb1zLj61qbjwplo1_500_large.jpg?1287260428" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Today we picked Stephen King. Here's Wednesday Wickedness!<br /><br />1. “I tend to scare myself…”<br />When was the last time you scared yourself?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I scared myself when I almost talked my self into a commitment based on compromise</span><br /><br />2. “Time heals all wounds…”<br />What was the longest it took you to recover from an illness, injury or surgery?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am still healing from a couple of broken bonds - It shall heal with time</span><br /><br />3. “Your first impulse is to share good news. Your second is to club someone over the head with it…”<br />What was the last good news you had to share?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I shared the news of a recipe success "Espresso Bavarian"</span><br /><br />4. “When it comes to the past, we all stack the deck…”<br />Is there something in your past you speak highly of that was not so great while you were going through it?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I talk about everything which makes who I am today - my mistakes made me stronger and better! And in everything that happened I was a culprit too!</span><br /><br />5. “Do you drink? Of course! I just said I was a writer!..”<br />What do you need to drink to do?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">To do what? Write? Word Soup :)</span><br /><br />6. “If you liked being a teenager, then there’s something really wrong with you…”<br />What did you like about being a teenager?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I never liked being a teenager. I wasn't the mod cool teen!</span><br /><br />7. “Nobody likes a clown at midnight…”<br />What do you like at midnight?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I go completely insane and I can't sleep then ;)</span><br /><br />8. “It is the tale, not he who told it…”<br />Who is your favorite teller of tales or jokes?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">hmmm there was a friend but no more</span><br /><br />9. “The trust of the innocent is the liar’s most useful tool…”<br />Were you ever conned or fooled into a scam?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">No - not that I recall</span><br /><br />10. “If fear cannot be articulated, then it can’t be conquered…”<br />What do you fear?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I fear to celebrate my 30th birthday alone</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-47376574810623941512010-10-06T22:49:00.000-07:002010-10-10T22:53:49.853-07:00Martin Luther King, Jr. Wickedness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs45/PRE/i/2009/083/b/4/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_by_frontline_row.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 374px;" src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs45/PRE/i/2009/083/b/4/Martin_Luther_King_Jr_by_frontline_row.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>1. “A lie cannot live.” When was the last time you felt you were forced to lie?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">When I had to keep my marriage from breaking 3 years ago</span><br /><br />2. “A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.” What, besides the lives of your family, would you be willing to die for?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I don’t think anyone else deserves it except family</span><br /><br />3. “A right delayed is a right denied.” Are there rights or freedoms that you’d give up to be safer?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes – how about the right to step out of home to work – I sure would like to stay in and work</span><br /><br />4. “All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.” When was the last time that you solved a problem of yours just to create another?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hahaha – you think I am nuts? Of course never!</span><br /><br />5. “Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” What do you have faith in?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have faith in the UNSEEN</span><br /><br />6. “I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.” Do you believe things in generally will usually win out?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Every beginning has a favorable end is what I say! </span><br /><br />7. “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” When was the last time that you spoke out to help someone that you didn’t have to?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A lot of situations like that occur and eventually I block them out so I don’t end up saying unnecessary stuff</span><br /><br />8. “It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.” Do you envision a time where the United States will not be at war? Why?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I don’t know – if they just mind their own business</span><br /><br />9. “Never succumb to the temptation of bitterness.” Is there anything that you are bitter about that you cannot get over?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mmm I am bitter about the future that aint coming grr!</span><br /><br />10. “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” Do you take chances by speaking up even when it could cost you something?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hmmmm yes – I do take a chance and then say sorry too :D</span><br /><br /><a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-2719953936377054442010-09-19T00:02:00.000-07:002010-09-19T00:11:44.186-07:00The Threesome MemeCheers to all of us thieves!<br /><br />1. At what time of your life were you happiest and why?<br /><br /><strong>When I got married! because I found my life's next phase!</strong><br /><br />2. Where and when did you meet the love of your life?<br /><br /><strong>I met him on Orkut a very long time ago and then lost him to another woman<br /></strong><br />3. Favourite item of clothing ever or most treasured possession?<br /><br /><strong>All my clothes, I can't pick and choose a favorite from all my favorites<br /></strong><br />4. Must-have makeup or beauty item?<br /><br /><strong>kohl and eyeliner<br /></strong><br />5. What do you think is your worst vice or fault .. honestly?<br /><br /><strong>i get turned off easily by people who talk nothing but negative (dunno if that is a vice or not but that is me)<br /></strong><br />6. Would you tell your friend, if you knew her husband/wife was cheating on her/him?<br /><br /><strong>yes, i sure cant let a friend die ina relationship<br /></strong><br />7. What ambitions, wishes or desires, for your life, do you still hold close to your heart?<br /><br /><strong>being a wife to a MAN<br /></strong><br />8. Where do you see yourself five years from now?<br /><br /><strong>Please please, married and pregnant with a second child probably!</strong><br /><br />9. If you had the choice of any talent with the penalty that you would lose a talent in exchange, what would you want to gain, and what would you be willing to loose?<br /><br /><strong>too tough to think right now, some other time please :P<br /></strong><br />10. Name three things that you do want completed in your life before retiring?<br /><br /><strong>I want to travel. i want to get a higher pay raise and yes invest in insuranc.<br /></strong><br />11. Of all of the people out there who would have been your fantasy date? Date, not romance...<br /><br /><strong>Hugh Jackman :D</strong><br /><br />12. Google put another spell on you, you have just changed genders for 48 hours... what are you going to do with your 2 days?<br /><br /><strong>No No No! dont want! </strong><br /><br />13. If you owned your own island, and got to make it your own country, what would you call it? And why?<br /><br /><strong>Divaalicious! because I'd be owning it duh! </strong><br /><br />14. If you rubbed the lamp and got 3 wishes, what would they be?<br /><br /><strong>Get me the man of my life - make us a home far away from enemies and keep a watch on those who mean harm!</strong><br /><br />15. What is your earliest memory of puberty?<br /><br /><strong>My crush is! which lasted for 7 long years!</strong><br /><br />16. If you got banished to your Island alone and could only bring 5 things, what would they be?<br /><br /><strong>my blackberry, shades, laptop, music system and yes my wardrobe!<br /></strong><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-75802042524438023432010-09-09T12:52:00.000-07:002010-09-09T12:52:00.542-07:00Thursday Thunks: You've Got Mail<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/TIe3XCyuLNI/AAAAAAAAakU/umpfK58eT88/s320/l_94650_0128853_4f2fa2b1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/TIe3XCyuLNI/AAAAAAAAakU/umpfK58eT88/s320/l_94650_0128853_4f2fa2b1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>1. From whom did you get your last e-mail?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">From a Blogger Friend</span><br /><br />2. What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a theater?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Not been to the theater in months</span><br /><br />3. Have you ever seen a ghost?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">If I'd see one I'd tell you!</span><br /><br />4. Ever loved someone so much it made you cry?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes! I did and I am glad I have bleak memory of it</span><br /><br />5. What are you most afraid of?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am afraid God won't accept my repentance!</span><br /><br />6. What do you do when you are bored?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">When I am bored I do MEMES! :D</span><br /><br />7. Other than the author of this mess of a meme, who blog are you most curious to see their answers?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Whoever leaves me a comment :P</span><br /><br />8. Name three thing from your bucket list.<br /><br /><ul style="font-weight: bold;"><li>Get Married</li><li>Honeymoon every Anniversary</li><li>Have Kids</li></ul><br />9. Who was the last person who complimented you on how you looked, that actually was a surprise?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">My ex!</span><br /><br />10. Do you remember Berleen?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Berleen who!</span><br /><br />11. What was the last concert that you attended where the band was much better than you imagined?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A Paki local band Junoon! and I am talking 1999!</span><br /><br />12. What’s the next band you’re either planning to see or want to?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I don't like the concerts they are too LOUD!</span><br /><br />13. What were the last things do you imagine that Kimber threw off the roof?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">...................................</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.insanitycafe.com/thursdaythunks.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 159px;" src="http://www.insanitycafe.com/thursdaythunks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-30016813260527513122010-09-08T11:43:00.000-07:002010-09-08T11:51:24.416-07:00Wise with William<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3793634/tumblr_l54pvpVZie1qaaxx1o1_500_large.jpg?1283969991"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3793634/tumblr_l54pvpVZie1qaaxx1o1_500_large.jpg?1283969991" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />1. “I've had lots of kids come up and ask for my autograph, I've had a grandmother stop me and ask me if I know a good place to buy underwear.” <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Where do you buy your underwear?</span><br /><br />I call it lingerie and I buy it from where I have for 6 years :P<br /><br />2. “I'm always open for people saying I'm wrong because most of the time I am.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">How often are you wrong?</span><br /><br />Thanks to Almighty 3/10 times probably!<br /><br />3. “Harry can paint but I can't. He has our father's talent while I, on the other hand, am about the biggest idiot on a piece of canvas. I did do a couple of drawings at Eton which were put on display. Teachers thought they were examples of modern art, but in fact, I was just trying to paint a house!” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">What was the last thing that you drew?</span><br /><br />I drew a design for my dress which of course was more of an illustration in pencil!<br /><br />4. “I do think I am a country boy at heart. I love the buzz of towns and going out with friends and sitting with them drinking and whatever -- it's fun -- but, at the same time, I like space and freedom.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">How would you describe yourself?</span><br /><br />Sober n Sarcastic<br /><br />5. “I remember her as being a huge inspiration to me, someone to really look up to and admire.” He’s talking about his mom. <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Who do you admire?</span><br /><br />I loveeee my dad and so admire him and mommmmmmm she is just the best - so two big inspirations in the house!<br /><br />6. “I think it's very important that you make your own decision about what you are. Therefore you're responsible for your actions, so you don't blame other people.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">How do you think you are about taking responsibility for your actions?</span><br /><br />I am always the first one to step up if something I do goes down in a boo boo!<br /><br />7. “My guiding principles in life are to be honest, genuine, thoughtful and caring.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">What are your guiding principles?</span><br /><br />I have one principle 'be the person you seek and everything else will be perfecto!'<br /><br />8. “Only the mad girls chase me, I think.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">When you were, or if you are, single: What type of people chased you?</span><br /><br />I chased the eligible sorts, with good educational backgrounds and decent looks!<br /><br />9. “I don't deliberately select my friends because of their background. If I enjoy someone's company, then that's all that counts. I have many different friends who aren't from the same background as me and we get on really well -- it's brilliant.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">How do you select your friends?</span><br /><br />I don't select them, they just become friends!<br /><br />10. “People say it's not ambitious, but it is actually quite ambitious wanting to help people.” <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">When was the last time that you volunteered to help people?</span><br /><br />Been forever! don't recall!<br /><br /><a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-81696511918460615362010-09-01T01:25:00.000-07:002010-09-01T01:44:01.293-07:00Mornin with Monroe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TH4OQ7IRH_I/AAAAAAAABqQ/6GbGfTYQSzA/s1600/w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TH4OQ7IRH_I/AAAAAAAABqQ/6GbGfTYQSzA/s400/w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511858677861130226" border="0" /></a><br />1. "I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." When are you are at you’re best?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">At my best amid pleasurable excess!!!</span></span><br /><br />2. "Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." Do you ever think that you are boring?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes I think so when my parents decline my within limits socializing with friends! And I just have to say no to them!</span></span><br /><br />3. "A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." Did you ever break off a relationship because you wanted to be the one to do it?`<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No! never been the first one!</span></span><br /><br />4. "It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone." Do you feel that she is correct?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I don’t think I can be unhappy with someone – it is alone that I am unhappy because happiness is a state of mind and if worded upon and developed you find a way to be happy!</span></span><br /><br />5. "Ever notice how 'What the hell' is always the right answer?" What was the last thing that you didn’t plan on doing but then thought, “What the hell!”?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Last night’s get together with two of my besties. Just had dinner plans at the spur of the moment even when I was broke!</span></span><br /><br />6. "We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets." Do you have any major regrets?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes I do, I am me and sometimes that gets to me!</span></span><br /><br />7. "What do I wear in bed? Why, Chanel No. 5, of course." What do you wear to bed?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I wear my Pjs and T-shirt!</span></span><br /><br />8. "It’s better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what your not." Have you ever pretended to be someone you are not because it was easier?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No! I had enough of that in the past – I m totally me now!</span></span><br /><br />9. "I am invariably late for appointments - sometimes as much as two hours. I've tried to change my ways but the things that make me late are too strong, and too pleasing." Are you usually on time for events or appointments?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am always on time!</span></span><br /><br />10. "Keep smiling, because life is a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about." What makes you smile?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Love makes me Smile.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://jjatww.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461178542952606178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2cobFMPcGo/S8oA80Os6eI/AAAAAAAAX5M/hAZVuMV2Fyc/s320/Wednesday+small+Logo.jpg" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-91152146239079860322010-08-31T02:28:00.000-07:002010-08-31T02:28:00.499-07:00Day 30 — A lovely color but ...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTiTeYsBcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gXpVnuFZpxo/s1600/tumblr_l45j18EPw61qcrrito1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTiTeYsBcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/gXpVnuFZpxo/s400/tumblr_l45j18EPw61qcrrito1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509277068382963138" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">... I'll never use it for nail paint<br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-19031992059708400952010-08-30T22:44:00.000-07:002010-08-30T22:47:43.837-07:00Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bridalbuzz.dmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ring.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://bridalbuzz.dmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ring.bmp" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I am hoping to have a start to EVER AFTER!<br /><br />I dream to wake up next to him probably end of this year or mid next year!<br /><br />I plan to make babies as we grow together :D<br /><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-14510018042616771732010-08-29T02:25:00.000-07:002010-08-29T02:25:00.585-07:00Day 28 — Your favorite place to shop<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThs-TTePI/AAAAAAAABmI/N8I4OfG4f14/s1600/tumblr_l4fbac3Zto1qc7yico1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThs-TTePI/AAAAAAAABmI/N8I4OfG4f14/s400/tumblr_l4fbac3Zto1qc7yico1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276406935419122" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-30857306784753168262010-08-28T02:22:00.000-07:002010-08-28T02:22:00.328-07:00Day 27 — Your essence is<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThTkLEGHI/AAAAAAAABmA/H9MnfeluxY8/s1600/tumblr_l6bbmmQy0Z1qze11co1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THThTkLEGHI/AAAAAAAABmA/H9MnfeluxY8/s400/tumblr_l6bbmmQy0Z1qze11co1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509275970424805490" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-90649166631177585222010-08-27T01:58:00.000-07:002010-08-27T01:58:00.147-07:00Day 26 — Describe your week<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6euay1RjV1qad17po1_400.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6euay1RjV1qad17po1_400.png" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I am skipping the details and you how my past week was in minimum words.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sulking</span> Sunday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Mourning </span>Monday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Tantalizing</span> Tuesday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Wishful</span> Wednesday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thankful</span> Thursday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Fiery</span> Friday<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sober</span> Saturday<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">You get the picture right? :P</span><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-90278282533608601602010-08-26T12:55:00.000-07:002010-08-26T12:55:00.369-07:00Day 25 — What are you waiting for<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTgIfU7JmI/AAAAAAAABl4/QPplSEP_Aho/s1600/tumblr_kzhu8wep8k1qza6kro1_400_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THTgIfU7JmI/AAAAAAAABl4/QPplSEP_Aho/s400/tumblr_kzhu8wep8k1qza6kro1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509274680633796194" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-47847806324876852142010-08-25T01:14:00.000-07:002010-08-25T01:14:00.215-07:00Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THN_EWhbneI/AAAAAAAABlw/ANmBhZtaWuo/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/THN_EWhbneI/AAAAAAAABlw/ANmBhZtaWuo/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508886481946254818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Another day to quote what tickles my fancy!</span><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-28841057252634230652010-08-24T00:54:00.000-07:002010-08-24T01:58:35.094-07:00Day 23 — A YouTube video<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fnm_PWIvniU?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fnm_PWIvniU?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Yz4jogadxI?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Yz4jogadxI?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-73672069658988558162010-08-23T23:14:00.000-07:002010-08-23T23:14:00.318-07:00Day 22 — A website<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt66y2sZXI/AAAAAAAABkA/Ti0DFlVYVa4/s1600/a_hobby__by_Neyla25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt66y2sZXI/AAAAAAAABkA/Ti0DFlVYVa4/s400/a_hobby__by_Neyla25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506630119892739442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">(C) http://neyla25.deviantart.com<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >D E V I A N T A R T . C O M</span><br /></span></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-20007716988152766712010-08-22T23:10:00.000-07:002010-08-22T23:10:00.082-07:00Day 21 — A recipe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt5_Gb1e8I/AAAAAAAABj4/ZFWllvpXbv4/s1600/chicken,recipe-be7dc777a963549e3eb550b3fc4da5bf_h.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt5_Gb1e8I/AAAAAAAABj4/ZFWllvpXbv4/s400/chicken,recipe-be7dc777a963549e3eb550b3fc4da5bf_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506629094356646850" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Ingredients:</span><br /><br />2lbs boneless skinless chicken breasts (cut into 1” chunks)<br />2 cups flour<br />5 teaspoons cornstarch (divided)<br />2 teaspoons baking soda<br />3 eggs (beaten)<br />oil (for frying)<br />Sauce-<br />2 cups chicken broth<br />2 tablespoons oyster sauce<br />1 tablespoon sugar<br />2 tablespoons soy sauce<br />1 teaspoon pepper<br />1 large green pepper (sliced)<br />1 large onion (sliced)<br />2 cups cashews<br />1/3 cup green onions (chopped)<br /><br /><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;" ><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Cooking Instructions:</span><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;" ><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_4.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_5.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /></span><br /><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;" ></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:11pt;" > <strong><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Step 1:</strong> In a bowl mix flour, baking soda and 1 teaspoon of cornstarch. In another bowl beat the eggs. Dip chicken pieces first then the flour mixture, then in the egg mixture and then again in the flour mixture.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > <strong><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Step 2: </strong>Fry in oil in a wok or in a deep fryer at 350 degrees in batches until golden brown.<strong> </strong>Drain on paper towels.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" ><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_6.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_7.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" > <strong><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Step 3: </strong>Heat a tiny bit of oil in the wok and stir fry green pepper and onions for 2-3 minutes. Remove from wok and set aside.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" ><br /><strong> </strong></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" ><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_8.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /><img src="http://blogchef.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/cashew_chicken_9.jpg" alt="Cashew Chicken" /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" > <strong><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Step 4:</strong> To make the sauce- in a bowl mix chicken broth, oyster sauce, soy sauce, sugar, pepper, and 4 tablespoons of cornstarch.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:100%;" > <strong><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"><span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Step 5:</strong> Pour sauce into wok and cook over medium heat stirring until well blended and sauce thickens. In a bowl pour sauce over chicken pieces, add green peppers and onions. Mix well and garnish with cashews and green onions. Serve with white rice.</span></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-64515206125122354652010-08-21T23:00:00.000-07:002010-08-21T23:00:00.884-07:00Day 20 — A hobby of yours<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4snTcKEI/AAAAAAAABjw/8ku-UpiAkuU/s1600/62101883_tumblr_l6bl8rdxQI1qzahuvo1_500_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4snTcKEI/AAAAAAAABjw/8ku-UpiAkuU/s400/62101883_tumblr_l6bl8rdxQI1qzahuvo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627677250660418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4sUWlL9I/AAAAAAAABjo/7gCGUiLRmr8/s1600/4659340862_8222302b8f_z_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt4rv1n06I/AAAAAAAABjY/7dyt_bqwPzk/s400/4528364581_c8c61fc5c4_o_d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506627662361645986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">GETTING INSANE IN THE RAIN!</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-58686725775008369822010-08-20T22:50:00.000-07:002010-08-20T22:50:00.469-07:00Day 19 — A talent of yours<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt2_4kmkSI/AAAAAAAABiw/uKaDe39kXKg/s1600/tumblr_l4qsfwZ1641qzcxcbo1_400_large+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt2_4kmkSI/AAAAAAAABiw/uKaDe39kXKg/s400/tumblr_l4qsfwZ1641qzcxcbo1_400_large+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506625809280307490" border="0" /></a>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-15043197772323630962010-08-19T22:44:00.000-07:002010-08-19T22:44:00.560-07:00Day 18 — Designer that leaves you oohhh lala<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0lDY8PBI/AAAAAAAABio/rVzLi_QWp78/s1600/00200big_320x480.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kp5zrkI/AAAAAAAABiY/o-yvTOuFOds/s400/00040f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623142462991938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kCAIaiI/AAAAAAAABiQ/uDbUaZpM9_w/s1600/00030big_320x480.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0kCAIaiI/AAAAAAAABiQ/uDbUaZpM9_w/s400/00030big_320x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623131752098338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0j_s_tPI/AAAAAAAABiI/h460VvoVYmI/s1600/00020f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGt0j_s_tPI/AAAAAAAABiI/h460VvoVYmI/s400/00020f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623131134964978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Elie Saab</span></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-8214442394011848292010-08-18T22:33:00.000-07:002010-08-18T22:33:00.912-07:00Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGtx3a-GtuI/AAAAAAAABiA/aWrU-glw03Y/s1600/Flickr-VanGogh-JFRichard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGtx3a-GtuI/AAAAAAAABiA/aWrU-glw03Y/s400/Flickr-VanGogh-JFRichard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506620166337115874" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh (1889). Oil on canvas, 29x36 1/4" (73.7x92.1 cm). In the collection of Moma, New York.</div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-51345418655519345462010-08-17T02:53:00.000-07:002010-08-17T02:53:00.451-07:00Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/large_images/685/60143685.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/large_images/685/60143685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >IRIS - <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-scESgTnoUM">GOO GOO DOLLS</a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />And I'd give up forever to touch you<br />Cause I know that you feel me somehow<br />You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be<br />And I don't want to go home right now<br /><br />And all I can taste is this moment<br />And all I can breathe is your life<br />Cause sooner or later it's over<br />I just don't want to miss you tonight<br /><br />And I don't want the world to see me<br />Cause I don't think that they'd understand<br />When everything's made to be broken<br />I just want you to know who I am<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">You Know the rest :) If not watch it now!</span></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-11566146635468992222010-08-16T02:51:00.000-07:002010-08-16T02:51:00.301-07:00Day 15 — A fanfic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwU7LXII/AAAAAAAABhA/lvrYInGHTDM/s1600/ella.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwU7LXII/AAAAAAAABhA/lvrYInGHTDM/s400/ella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504830039525121154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwnK7-II/AAAAAAAABhI/A5bdF1Zwk-I/s1600/ella_enchanted_04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUVwnK7-II/AAAAAAAABhI/A5bdF1Zwk-I/s400/ella_enchanted_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504830044423059586" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">If you haven't read or watched it - you should - NOW!</span></span><br /></div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052038012453780909.post-47232277953886151792010-08-15T02:34:00.000-07:002010-08-15T13:13:25.611-07:00Day 14 — A non-fictional book<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUSEQMOdAI/AAAAAAAABg4/aguqzFTc8DQ/s1600/tumblr_l4zzcfxVnC1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504825983805322242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gzTgGuxx9gE/TGUSEQMOdAI/AAAAAAAABg4/aguqzFTc8DQ/s400/tumblr_l4zzcfxVnC1qc4obho1_500_large.jpg" /></a><br />Man and bitch live happily ever after.<br /><br />Do I need say anything more?<br /><br />The book is a lesson in avoiding self-absorbed women that are really watching <em>Gilmore Girls </em>reruns as they pretend to lead much more fulfilling lives. </div>Divaa Divinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457305933584528376noreply@blogger.com10