tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240470109828727262011-05-23T11:02:32.182-07:00ســفيـنـتـىسفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-78348832464274170882008-10-16T13:43:00.000-07:002008-10-16T13:56:26.521-07:00بحبهـــــــــــا<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPep97QCv2I/AAAAAAAAACo/GoNgBTLxdsY/s1600-h/%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPep97QCv2I/AAAAAAAAACo/GoNgBTLxdsY/s320/%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257857971320438626" border="0" /></a><br /><div dir="rtl" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">بحبهــــــــــــــا</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">طبعا ...هاتبقوا عايزين تعرفوا هى ايه؟؟؟</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">شوية بس ....استنوا...لما اخد نفسى الاول ...اصلى اول مرة اكتب كدة فى مدونتى ..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">معلش بقى...الى بيقرى "اذا كان فيه حد اصلا ههههههههه" يستحملنى :D</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">نرجع لموضوعنا...هو انا كنت بقول ايه اه اه ....بحبهــــــــــــــا</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">هى يتقال عليها حاجات كتير... بصراحة مش عارفة اقول عنها ايه!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">بس كل الى اقدر اقوله ...انها حاجة ف حياتى !!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">طيب اقول ايه تانى.... المفروض تكون عرفت ...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">تفتكروا عرفت!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">طيب انا هاقول وخلاص بقى...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">صديقتى وصحبيتى...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">وزى اختى...ومنورة دنيتى..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">وبحتجها ف وحدتى...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">وبغنلها غنوتى...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">وبحب اسمع ضحكتها ...واشوف نظرتها...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">وبحب اهمس ف ودنها..واستنى همسها...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">بيعجبنى تفكرها....وبتعجبنى كلــها...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">طبعا انتوا بتقولوا عروستــــــــــــــى !!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">هى ...............</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">هــــــــــــاجر العشرى</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">ملخص الى قلته........بحبـــــــــــــــــــــــها:$</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-7834883246427417088?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-64308272473585061682008-10-16T13:19:00.000-07:002008-10-16T13:34:09.420-07:00حكايتى مع البحــــــــر<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPek_mWp5GI/AAAAAAAAACg/JXxSzafdnbQ/s1600-h/9055_11672845651.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPek_mWp5GI/AAAAAAAAACg/JXxSzafdnbQ/s320/9055_11672845651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257852502512624738" border="0" /></a><br /><div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><br />وانا قاعدة كدة ادام البحر ف البلكونة ...لاقيت جواية كلام كتير<br /><br />وبما انى لوحدى ومكنش حد قدامى الا البحر<br /><br />سالت نفسى طيب وليه لا!!! متكلمش مع البحر زى ما بسمع "علما بانى كنت بتريق وبضحك ع الى كان بيعمل كدة ...بس اهو جيه وقت عدالة السماء ههههههههههه"<br /><br />فتكلمت واتكلمت...بصراحة حسيت ف الاول انى مجنونة ... بس بعدها لاقيت دموعى بتغلبنى ...ولاقيت نفسى بحس براحة غريبة<br /><br />بس اللحظات الحلوة مبتكملش.....اوبس ماما دخلت عليااااااااااااا :S<br /><br />حاولت امسح دموعى بسرعة...وعملت نفسى بغنى :$<br /><br />وخلصت الدقايق الجميلة...بس بصراحة عجبتنى الفكرة... وبقيت احاول اسرق الدقايق عشان احكى مع البحر :D<br /><br />بس مش هاقول انا قلتله ايه؟؟؟ عشان دى اسرار بقى :P:P<br /><br />انا بس حبيت احكى اول همسة ليا ف اذن بحـــــــــــــــر!!!!<br /><br />سلام بقى<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-6430827247358506168?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-73594972571738019362008-10-16T13:00:00.000-07:002008-10-16T13:18:28.328-07:00هو انت هاتربينى !!!!!!!!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPehRJy0N7I/AAAAAAAAACY/ePWm5anpeuI/s1600-h/%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SPehRJy0N7I/AAAAAAAAACY/ePWm5anpeuI/s320/%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7%D8%B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257848406037247922" border="0" /></a><br /><div dir="rtl" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">هو انت هاتربينى!!<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">انت مالك اقولها ولا مقولهاش.. هو انت هاتربينى !!!<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">وليه انت متقولهاش ..من غير ماتقول وتسال انتى ليه مقولتهاش ؟؟؟<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">طيب ايه رايك انى مش هاقولها !!!</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ونفسى لو قولتها مرديش عليك.. بس مقدرش لانى مش زيك :S</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />وبعدين انت جاى تقولى كدة وانا بسمع الاغنية "انت مين بيصدقك" نشنت يا فالح :S</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">جتك هــــــــم ... يلا تسلـــــــــم ولو كان فيه قلل كنت حدفتلك واحدة ... بس تكسرها ع دماغك ان شاء الله ..لما تعرف زمنى من زمن غيرى.. وتقول افترقنـــا "دى اغنية جديدة لسى تامر عاشور"</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">يلا ....كفاية عليك كدة النهاردة</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">انا عارفة ان للحديث بقية ..<br />عشان بجحتك ديه :S</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">سلام يا عنيه....</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />ملحوظة: معلش متغاظة حبيتين</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-7359497257173801936?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-31475706251610471482008-08-23T16:48:00.000-07:002008-08-23T19:02:50.078-07:00BAD Time IN The LIfe<div align="center"><strong>The Bad Time In The Life</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you said ajoke & no one laugh</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you need someone & give you his back</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you need tander &never found it</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you tell astory & no one belive you</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you found your friend convert to your enemy</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you wanna to smail & didn't find except your tear</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you wanna to feel relaxe & someone annoyed you</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you love someone then you know that he does'n't deserve your love</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you didn't have enough mony to helpe apoor man</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you feel cold however you in summer</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you be alone although all beside you</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you found that your beset friend or your sweet heart layier on you</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you loose someone you love</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you see someone need your help & you cannot give him your hand</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you become seck & didn't find anyone ask</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you saw your hand's lover hold someone eles</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you mistake & see every one laugh at you</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>when you cray &noone saw your tears</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>BUT The WORSE THING IN THE LIFE TO LOSSEN YOUR RELATION WITH YOUR GOD<br />KEEP YOURSELFE WITH ALLAH<br />&</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>:))KEEP YOUR SMAIL IN YOUR FACE</strong> </span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-3147570625161047148?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-1792607306263247622008-07-03T04:20:00.000-07:002008-07-03T04:29:11.291-07:00مبقيتيش محتاجاك<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SGy3q86YePI/AAAAAAAAABc/31lrtwZ7q-4/s1600-h/n522898387_725955_6742.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218748016748951794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/SGy3q86YePI/AAAAAAAAABc/31lrtwZ7q-4/s320/n522898387_725955_6742.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>مبقيتيش محتاجك</strong></span></div><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>مبقيتش محتاجك...ولا محتاجة هواك</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>مبقيتيش عايزاك ولا عايزة اعيش معاك</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>كان كل همى تبقى ليا ..لكن همى دلوقتى انساك </strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>كنت بسهر لياليا مستنياك...اتارى كان وهمى معاك</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>مبقيتش محتاجاك ولا محتاجة هواك</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>لا طلباك ولا طالبة هواك...ده انا بستغرب ازاى كنت هاعيش معاك.؟</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>ده انت عمرك ما تبقى ليا ده حبك كان خسارة عليا</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>ده انا حرة وشقية ..وانت اقل من انك تبقى ليا</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>مبقيتيش محتاجاك ولا محتاجة هواك</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>خلاص هادور على حضن تانى اعيش معاه احلى الامانى</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>وانت شوف نفسك مع حد تانى..حد زيك ندل وانانى</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>مبقييتش محتاجاك ولا محتاجة هواك.</strong></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-179260730626324762?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-90788135023250361602008-03-24T15:23:00.000-07:002008-03-24T16:09:53.708-07:00The Best Moment In Life<div dir="rtl" align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>The Best Moments In Life</em></strong> </span></div><br /><br /><div dir="rtl" align="right"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181441304911480306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-gtahPJBfI/AAAAAAAAABU/TISbFag3B_E/s320/%D8%B3%D8%A7%D8%B9%D8%A9" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">1. Falling in love. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">2. Laughing till your stomach hurts</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">3. Enjoying a ride down the country side. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">4. Listening to your favorite song on the radio. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">5. Going to sleep listening to the rain pouring outside. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">6. Getting out of the shower and wrapping yourself with a warm, fuzzy towel.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">7. Being part of an interesting conversation.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">8. Finding some money in some old pants. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">9. Laughing at yourself.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">10. Sharing a wonderful dinner with all your friends.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">11. Laughing without a reason. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">12. "Accidentally" hearing someone say somthing good about you.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">13. Watching the sunset. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">14. Listening to a song that reminds you of an important person in your life. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">15. Receiving or giving your first kiss.""" </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">16. Feeling this movement in your body when seeing this special" someone.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">17. Having a great time with your friends.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">18. Seeing the one you love happy. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">19. Wearing the shirt of a person you love and smelling his/her"" perfume. </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">20. Visiting an old friend of yours and remembering great memories.</span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">21. Hearing some telling you "I LOVE YOU" </span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">22.True friends come in the good times when we tell hem to, and come in the bad </span></em></strong></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">times.....without calling."</span></em></strong></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-9078813502325036160?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-72348905193785517832008-03-24T11:58:00.000-07:002008-03-24T12:14:51.500-07:00!!!The Cause Of Loving Sea<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-f6DBPJBeI/AAAAAAAAABM/Od2iDIiReKA/s1600-h/بÙت+ع+اÙببحححححححححر.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181384826091537890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-f6DBPJBeI/AAAAAAAAABM/Od2iDIiReKA/s320/%D8%A8%D9%86%D8%AA+%D8%B9+%D8%A7%D9%84%D8%A8%D8%A8%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%AD%D8%B1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;">..I Love The Sea Cause Cause I See Your Eyes On It</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;">..Let Me Your Ship To Hold You In It</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;">..Let Me Your Port To Care About Your Heart</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;">..I Make You Warm & Make You Cold</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;">;) Iam the Crazy One That Make You Happy Every Moment</span></em></strong> </div><br /><br /><div dir="rtl" align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-7234890519378551783?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-809760581600888472008-03-24T06:52:00.000-07:002008-03-24T07:28:51.635-07:00sweety<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-e4vxPJBcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PTwjLKMX5Uk/s1600-h/snow.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181313027123250626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-e4vxPJBcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PTwjLKMX5Uk/s320/snow.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R-e3thPJBbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ql1NNVenyYA/s1600-h/rain_1.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;">..When I know The Winter Come</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;">..I know The Rain Will Come</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><br /><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;">..And When The Rain Come</span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></em></strong> </div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color:#00cccc;">..</span> <span style="color:#00cccc;">I </span><span style="color:#00cccc;">don't Forget To Pray For You</span></span></em></strong></div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div dir="rtl" align="justify"><strong><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;">.. My Sweet Heart</span></em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-80976058160088847?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-824047010982872726.post-30516918626861182782008-02-12T14:56:00.000-08:002008-02-12T15:04:58.821-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R7IkZ19aRvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ucs62wVmv74/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166231748947363570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s-vSLy8Pwoo/R7IkZ19aRvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ucs62wVmv74/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div dir="rtl" align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>When i Be Alone... I Just Look To The Sea.. To See your Face</strong></span></div><div dir="rtl" align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div dir="rtl" align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>And When I See Your Face I Forget That Iam Alone</strong></span></div><div dir="rtl" align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div dir="rtl" align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>!!!But I Still Sad Cuase You Are Not Here</strong></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/824047010982872726-3051691862686118278?l=seawaves1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>سفينتىhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745575035279204818noreply@blogger.com0