<?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-5895370</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:43:23.213-07:00</updated><category term='CA bar exam'/><category term='Persian Dating'/><category term='bar exam'/><title type='text'>Days of my life in California</title><subtitle type='html'>California through the eyes of a Persian girl</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-7082760199504172056</id><published>2008-05-18T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:43:48.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CA bar exam'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>APGIC, ESQ. A lawyer walks into a Cali bar, writes and fills in the bubbles for three days, passes it and becomes an attorney! That lawyer is yours truly; AP GIC, esq.!!! Yeah baby! The bar nightmare is over! I am soon to be sworn in as an attorney at law! Yay ME! I defied all odds!(May 16, 08 6 PM):February 2008 California Bar Examination:Application Number: File Number: Name: AP  GICThe name </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/7082760199504172056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/7082760199504172056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7082760199504172056' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-6914831631081143088</id><published>2008-03-05T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:20:11.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Persian Dating'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Persian Dating Dilemma (PDD):Ok, so now that I am bar-free (at least till the results come out in May!!) I have finally found time to date, Persian style! Honestly I rather have the excuse of "I am in Law School" and later on: "I am studying for the bar for the love of God" to get out of the whole PDD as it is a huge headache, especially for us misunderstood Quasi Lawyers! Having gone through</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/6914831631081143088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/6914831631081143088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6914831631081143088' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-2920303146055836756</id><published>2007-09-08T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:10:49.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar exam'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post-Bar Days of My Life in Calif:More than a month has passed me by since I took the gruelling Calif bar. We locked ourselves up for 8 weeks, solitary confinement while flanked by the bar books. We broke down, we cried, we were stressed out and decharged. We only talked to each other and only in legal lingo un-understandable by the naked ear. We sat down for 10 to 15 hours a day studying, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/2920303146055836756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/2920303146055836756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2920303146055836756' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-1263124595683066057</id><published>2007-05-03T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:32:46.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Someday"By Nazanin Afshin-jamP.S. We will find a way.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/1263124595683066057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/1263124595683066057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1263124595683066057' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-9089375412091308246</id><published>2007-02-19T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:42:27.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The End:In dige aakhare khate! Nothing matters any more...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/9089375412091308246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/9089375412091308246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#9089375412091308246' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-116823755066456056</id><published>2007-01-07T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:05:18.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Legally Persian"Remember the movie "legally Blonde"? Well, that was me in law school 2 and a 1/2 years ago! A persian gal right outta Iran who sat for the LSAT after studying for it for a couple of months after being in the U.S. only a month!! I got into law school not knowing what the hay I was getting myself into and remained in total shock for the first year and a half (and still am in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116823755066456056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116823755066456056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116823755066456056' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-116683921768557316</id><published>2006-12-22T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:46:38.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is a Pain not Fitting in......to anything!So much has happened. December 12th, 2006 was my 4th year anniversary. It is now four whole years since I first set foot on the soil of the "U.S. and A" straight from the Repulic of Iran and I am a somewhat different gal today than I was back then. I am now a 20 some pounds heavier, notary public, real estate broker, JD-to be/ lawyer-to-be Iranian girl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116683921768557316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116683921768557316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116683921768557316' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-116663951685789641</id><published>2006-12-20T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:31:56.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Lawyer-ly:Here is an email a fellow lawschooler sent me during the finals:For My Lawyer Friends: "Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, our best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low-stress, non-addictive, gender-neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116663951685789641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116663951685789641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116663951685789641' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-116383900547164843</id><published>2006-11-17T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:06:07.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I am a studentDo Not Taser Me!"A million things have been racing through my mind for the past while ever since I heard and saw the pain inflicted on a fellow Iranian and yet, I cannot think of a single one to put on my blog. I do not know the whole story, I do not know Mostafa, I do not know whether he was, like me, a recent immigrant who tired from years of living under oppression and police </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116383900547164843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/116383900547164843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116383900547164843' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-115631856988148509</id><published>2006-08-23T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:09:51.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dark Blue Days of my Life in Cali:School's started! A semester of Evidence, Corporations, Professional Responsibility, Professional Skills, advanced IP, and a paper!! Scary schedule! Prof. talked about hurdles and roadblocks in Evidence class and I zoned out and zoned into my roadblock of a life! Life's been a series of hurdles and just when I got to overcome one, 10 would pop up! I have overcome</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115631856988148509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115631856988148509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115631856988148509' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-115368796666179420</id><published>2006-07-23T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:50:17.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Blue-Book Pain:Ask any woman about the worst pain and they will tell you that the pain of giving birth is the most excruciating pain.Ask me and I will tell you that the blue book pain is even more excruciating, though I have not felt, and do not plan to feel, the pain of giving birth in this life-time.You see, for our finals, we are given these blue books to write our essays in, and for 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115368796666179420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115368796666179420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115368796666179420' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-115122098335104671</id><published>2006-06-25T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:52:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer Days of My Life in CalifAnother summer spent in school! Criminal Procedure is awesomely interesting and Copyrights is confusingly interesting and I cannot wait for both to be over.Got all 6 spring semester grades back, 2 high As, 2 high Bs, a pass on the paper, and a shocking grade on civpro! Overall amazingly great (minus one). Keeping my fingers crossed for a scholarship or two.Hosted a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115122098335104671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/115122098335104671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115122098335104671' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-114552732574792487</id><published>2006-04-20T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T00:11:02.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Papaerand five back to back examsOk, so it is almost 3 am in calif, I am sitting on the couch with a raging headache, surrounded by articles, books and etc, trying to write a research paper on Islamic Laws and such! It is no fun, I am telling you, epecially so close to the five exams I have been so freaked out about for the past couple of months! In a couple of weeks I have to turn in my paper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/114552732574792487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/114552732574792487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114552732574792487' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-114289489728300656</id><published>2006-03-20T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:05:37.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Air:Happy '85 to all:Some hours ago, at 10:25 AM, we rung in 1385. Happy New Year to all. May '85 bring you all the joy and happiness and love in the whole wide world.New year eve, last night, was my on air night! I spent the whole afternoon and evening in Radio Iran at the Valley, supposedly "Co-Hosting" the Norooz program at the invite of a good friend there. Was pretty hectic. So many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/114289489728300656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/114289489728300656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114289489728300656' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-113535752003037042</id><published>2005-12-23T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:33:36.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1001 things:Got a thousand and one things on my mind and not a thousand and one nights to solve 'em out, let alone dance 'em out in front of King Shahriyar!!Trial advocacy is over. My break starts today and goes on for 2 weeks. The prof. was very pleased as he had thought he would be dealing with a group of exhausted from the finals, grumpy students. The day I had to cross examine a witness, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113535752003037042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113535752003037042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113535752003037042' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-113472139757024592</id><published>2005-12-16T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:11:45.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's all Good:It's over. It's all over. Had my last final tonight, was ready to get home, hit the couch, watch TV and fall sleep! Classmates somehow got me to de-stress with them in Karl Strauss, drinking beer! P.S. Got up early on Friday, the day after the very last final, to go to the office to take care of a backlog of things. Work felt good. The pay check felt even better! I had missed my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113472139757024592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113472139757024592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113472139757024592' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-113440749571877132</id><published>2005-12-12T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T00:50:46.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am 3:Three years ago, today, I set foot on the soil of the land of dreams.Three years later, at 5 AM, I am sitting on my American couch, studying the American Constitutional Law for my exam at 6:30 PM American time on the day of my anniversary.I am three years old today. I was born again in LAX three years ago.Happy American B-Day to me y'all!P.S. ConLaw went well I guess. I just adore my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113440749571877132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113440749571877132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113440749571877132' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-113260352070942110</id><published>2005-11-21T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:26:44.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Blog:I know I am living the American life for the following reasons: 1. Get up at 7 AM, grab a quick b-fast, no tea no nothing, get all dressed up in suit and all, sit in 405's heavy traffic, get to work and drink heavily to keep awake (coffee that is!)2. Drive back home to get changed out of the suit and into law student attire (jeans and flip-flops, and oh, a tshirt of course). Take the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113260352070942110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/113260352070942110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113260352070942110' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112837067577665367</id><published>2005-10-03T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T13:54:59.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of My Weekend in California:Every year on Oct. 1st and 2nd the Iranian community of So.Cal celebrates Mehregan. It is a huge huge HUGE event. This year, like last year, I was part of the committee holding the festival and it took a lot of work. 2 full days of work and fiesta and a whole lotta faces you love to see and a couple you'd rather not! 2 full days of singers and dancers and sheriffs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112837067577665367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112837067577665367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112837067577665367' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112784118372317759</id><published>2005-09-27T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:13:46.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BB-DAY TO ME:Almost two years ago not on this day I started this blog of mine and I am celebrating its birth today since the boss is not in and I have time and know I will not get to write "happy blog bday to me" next week on the actual blog bday day!! Make sense?! Oh well! Ok, so I know I have neglected this blog a lot. I honestly have not had time to update. No time to go online, no time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112784118372317759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112784118372317759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112784118372317759' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112650441742194440</id><published>2005-09-11T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:56:54.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aug., Sep. Days of My LifeMuch has happened. Been busy busy since the start of school. The following are what's been up with me to the best of my recollection:Back to School: Packed my bags and went back to the school empty of the good friends I had made. 137 got kicked out of school, among them the people I liked best. Thank God my Persian galpals made it. Tried out for the Trial Advocacy Honors</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112650441742194440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112650441742194440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112650441742194440' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112305952767822434</id><published>2005-08-03T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T17:37:31.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and You and...The unwanted woman:Ok, so I got done with "Patent Law" and "Trademark Law" crash summer courses on Friday, July the 22nd. Even a bigger challenge after a year of Law School was cleaning up my mess of a room carpeted with books and notes and papers and binders! Sis returned from Iran on July 26th and put an end to the "Alonely Days of my Life" in O.C., Calif! I took the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112305952767822434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112305952767822434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112305952767822434' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112080973706249695</id><published>2005-07-08T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:16:21.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Long Weekend Days of My Life and beyondThe long weekend/ independence weekend started with my independantly refusing to go on a NorthCalif trip for wanting to stay home and study due to the finals being around the corner and the whole nervousness and freaked outness returning once more into my life! But did I get to read even a line? Absolutely not. To know why, just read on!!!Friday a whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112080973706249695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112080973706249695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112080973706249695' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112029437221175506</id><published>2005-07-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:08:07.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Omar the Great;Lawyer turned film-makerIt is bigger than "Titanic." It is better than "Troy." It is the story of the Great Omar Khayyam. Tonight (Friday night actually) we went to see "The Keeper- The Legend of Omar Khayyam." I wanted to see it so bad when it opened in LA, thank God it came to me! The love story of "Darya" and "Omar" was captivating as was the whole movie. The director, Keyvan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112029437221175506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112029437221175506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112029437221175506' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-112020287236959862</id><published>2005-07-01T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:55:13.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'M OUT""I'm out", "I got disqualified from Law School", "I got kicked out, no ABA Law School will touch me for 2 years, and I'm left with $40,000 worth of loans that I have to start paying soon" is what I get in emails and phone calls these days. So far my best friend from my section (Section "B" AKA the Brainy Section) along with 5 of his friends as well as a good friend from section "D" have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112020287236959862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/112020287236959862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112020287236959862' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111929107096184120</id><published>2005-06-20T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:46:51.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BREAKING NEWSOne Step Forward, 10 Steps BackOk, we are now back to place one, the place of not even the one iota and the tiny sample of freedom we got the taste of for a short while! The government has spoken, whatshisname may soon become the president of our country and people will be back to the days of absolute darkness. I had made it a point to keep this blog a superficial journal and live a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111929107096184120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111929107096184120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111929107096184120' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111855823983819091</id><published>2005-06-15T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T23:35:04.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of my ALONELY life in Cali:Ok, so I have now officially not only been ALONE for over 2 weeks, but also LONELY as hell! Sis and mom are in Iran along with some other friends, most friends from school are doing summer abroad programs, and me, I am just ALONELY in OC! After those ugly ALONELY days in Iran I thought I would never experience such pain, boy was I wrong!Summer School in Cali: Well,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111855823983819091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111855823983819091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111855823983819091' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111683869151974356</id><published>2005-05-23T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T16:22:43.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of my Less Mess of a Life in Cali,and the return to normalcy!Well, finals are over and for the past few days I have been trying to get my normal life back! The very first day after the very last final was the remote control day where all I did was to lie down on my lil' belly on my big comfy couch all day long watching every show on every channel. The day after that was phone day where I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111683869151974356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111683869151974356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111683869151974356' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111631977872822042</id><published>2005-05-17T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:49:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of My Mess of a Life in Cali,and the coming out of my fatherAnd not only has my father come out, but also has my mother come out and also have my ancestors come out!!!!!! In other words "Pedaram dar omade, madaram dar oomade, jad va aabadam dar oomadan!". I am not 2 tired anymore! I am 3 and 4 and 5 and 6 tired. For the past 2 weeks I have been studying from 9 am to 4 or 5 am, falling sleep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111631977872822042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111631977872822042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111631977872822042' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111407199166892605</id><published>2005-04-21T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T08:52:16.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of My Life at Work:My boss must think I am a cucumber!Factual Background:I work at this bar prep program for a husband and wife attorney.2 attorney to bes who just took the bar for the third time, as well as some other background employees, work there too! Location: Mission viejo, CA, in this nice shopping center where a coffehouse belonging to this nice Korean lady was located from where we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111407199166892605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111407199166892605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111407199166892605' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111379349621964866</id><published>2005-04-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:46:09.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of My Life In and Out of Law School:A. Days of My Life in Law School:Pleasing the Court:and the justices alike!Friday April 15, '05, 2 PM Pacific Time:Me: Looking sheepishly at the handsome chief justice.Chief Justice: ProceedMe: Good afternoon your honors, May it please the court?My name is AP GIC and I represent the appellant, Harley Quinn, doing business as Harley Quinn's Regency Bookstop</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111379349621964866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111379349621964866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111379349621964866' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111247632731677250</id><published>2005-04-02T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T22:12:33.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Days of My Life Prior to My Due Date,and BeyondBy due date I mean the due date of my appellate brief of course, i.e., the day it was due! Those in law school know how much work and stress goes into writing an appellate brief, specifically for a Persian gal right outta Iran who has no idea what the bleep she is doing. What comes below is an account of days of my life during that hectic period of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111247632731677250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111247632731677250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111247632731677250' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111112473381404763</id><published>2005-03-17T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:04:15.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND THE OSCAR GOES TO:EvilAsad and APGIC!!!Asad and I are cordially invited to attend the private screening of the movie we starred in next Thursday in El Segundo, Cali! We filmed it almost a year ago and it is finally almost ready for the festivals. Clooney and Cathrine, make way for Asad and PG!!!!!!!!!!!Wednesday Soori at the Beach:Well, what can I say; there was fire, there was the loud </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111112473381404763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111112473381404763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111112473381404763' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-111025227097954545</id><published>2005-03-07T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:03:06.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAW-BREAKSpring break officially started on Saturday. Good thing the legal-break came before my having a legal-breakdown!CALL ON ME NO MORE!I got called on two times in contracts a couple of weeks ago, the week I had to stay up till 4 am to read cases for my appellate brief! So on Tuesday, after I get called on in contracts, I am walking with my gals when I see my prof behind us, smiling at me! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111025227097954545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/111025227097954545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111025227097954545' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-110964971961596353</id><published>2005-02-28T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:09:31.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings:Well, I am back. I missed this place, I missed being APGIC, I missed writing about my days in Cali (though I did write in this other blog).  I probably have lost my readers, this must be a dead and buried blog to them, but I intend to revive it!!Well, so much has happened, I am officially all burnt out and I will write about my law school days in Cali soon! What I would like to write on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/110964971961596353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/110964971961596353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110964971961596353' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-109212184540912133</id><published>2004-08-10T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:12:32.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AdieuWell, it is now time for me to bid you guys adieu as the French would say! It has been a great few months, you have been the best readers ever and I love you all to tears. Thanks for all the comments, emails and support. I made some good friends during this time which I will cherish for life. I bid you farewell and wish you all your hearts desire. Love, APGIC</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/109212184540912133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/109212184540912133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109212184540912133' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-109151212002153771</id><published>2004-08-02T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T23:26:23.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Law School Blues:First day of school (Academic Success Program), major headache, not gonna cry! Must be gettin' the LAW SCHOOL BLUES!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/109151212002153771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/109151212002153771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109151212002153771' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-108970412023168101</id><published>2004-07-13T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T11:28:48.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Persian PowerFinally, some recognition:It has been so long since I have written due to the supra busy months and I have so much to write about which I will do in a lil' while. Hope not everyone has given up on this blog due to it not being updated for,like, ages!Guys, OCMETRO magazine has done a 6 page cover story on the Persians in general and the Persians in O.C. in particular. The online </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/108970412023168101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/108970412023168101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108970412023168101' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-108053562283398265</id><published>2004-03-28T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T00:53:11.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ultimate Coolness:Ok, so first of all happy belated New Year to all. The fantastic month of March has kept me too busy. New Year has been super in O.C. and L.A. Many cool happenings, loads of cool people. Ultimate coolness number one: Meeting Safa, the blogger with a unique blogging style.Ok, so we are walking with San Diego, O.C. and L.A. friends and we see Safa and his friends. I tell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/108053562283398265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/108053562283398265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108053562283398265' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107858392626987652</id><published>2004-03-06T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T21:07:26.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not Yet A CalPer:Confessions of a Cal-based Persian girl:Signs indicating that I have not turned into a Californian Persian after a year and three months in Cali:1- Do not own a BMW or an MBZ. 2- Do not have a highlight with black roots showing.3- Do not wear high heels and designer jeans to the beach. 4- Do not leave cell phone on in libraries, lecture halls, movie theatres, dance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107858392626987652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107858392626987652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858392626987652' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107801505543708299</id><published>2004-02-28T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T16:47:22.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just A Silly Persian Moose:Ok, so we go to this fair where this radio station people are giving away stuff! Not caring about all that, I sit by the pool to rest my feet when I hear them say:" We will give two DIDO tickets to the first person who comes up here and....."! I used to listen to DIDO back home with friends and have lots of memories from her songs. So at the mention of her name I lose</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107801505543708299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107801505543708299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107801505543708299' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107738502551795123</id><published>2004-02-21T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T21:08:09.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hold Me;Hold me a lil' moreOk, so I call this travel place to find out about their tour programs. A Korean ( I guess)lady picks up the phone and I ask to talk to Linda. She sez:" Linda not here". I ask if I can ask her a question, to which she answers in a loud voice:"I very busy, HOLD ME!" Thinking she needs a hug 'cause she is exhausted and lonely and wondering how I can get to the place to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107738502551795123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107738502551795123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107738502551795123' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107672060066370808</id><published>2004-02-13T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T18:13:54.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You too, Mohajerani?My reaction when I first heard Mohajerani's secret marriage to a 25 year old:Me: Oh my God. (Silently to myself)My reaction when I heard the name of mohajerani's 25 year old secret wife:Me: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! ( Shouting, while running around the house, up and down the stairs and finally to my dad's room where the poor guy was sound sleep!)I first met her a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107672060066370808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107672060066370808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672060066370808' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107652443862681859</id><published>2004-02-11T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T12:39:45.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cupid's in the airLove's all around!V-Day is almost here. Don't know about you guys, but my nostrils are filled with love and love and more love! A word of advice to those who do not believe in Love; if you see Cupid hovering around your head, don't throw stones at him. Give love a chance, love and be loved, make everyday of your life a V-Day. Go out and love someone. You will not regret it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107652443862681859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107652443862681859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107652443862681859' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107579038488665853</id><published>2004-02-02T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T10:30:30.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life in California, U.S.A.All about O.C., CA and beyond:Colgate Moments GaloreOvernicety aplenty:Ok, so the first thing you notice about the O.C.eans is their nicety and how they tend to flash their colgate-white, perfect set of teeth at ya every lil' chance they get, and I have learnt to flash right back at them(my teeth that is). You get a lot of smiles from the people you cross paths </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107579038488665853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107579038488665853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107579038488665853' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107523258758848836</id><published>2004-01-27T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T18:59:28.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movie Time:Friday Night; The Ashton Effect:Ok, so I knew for sure that "The Butterfly Effect" is one movie I do not wish to see ever, but then I get persuaded by this friend to go see it. Five minutes into the movie we both realize what a mistake this has been. Unfortunately, I am one girl who absolutely refuses to go goo goo gaa gaa over Ashton and his boring performance in this disaster of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107523258758848836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107523258758848836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107523258758848836' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107475333055999628</id><published>2004-01-21T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T18:20:13.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good to be missed,Be it virtually or otherwise:So my 24 hours is up and I am back to update before certain evil bloggers report me missing and have my blog taken to a "blog shelter"! I have been asked to, told to, ordered to and threatened to update! Thanks you guys for being such supportive and concerned friends. Highly appreciated. Jan. '04 has been a pretty busy month so far, good busy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107475333055999628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107475333055999628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107475333055999628' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107329267131582286</id><published>2004-01-05T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T00:58:36.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr. BushJesus is not happy with you!Speaking to worshippers at Friday prayers in Tehran, Ayatollah Jannati asked: "Is Jesus happy with Bush?"Speaking to the TV in front of family and friends at our house in Orange County, my mom asked: "Is Mohammad happy with you guys Mr. Jannati?" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107329267131582286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107329267131582286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107329267131582286' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107312406424096873</id><published>2004-01-03T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T11:01:12.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And The Earth Shookand buried them aliveHow awful is the thought of the wonders under        ground Of the mystic changes wrought in the silent, dark        profound Over a week ago an ancient city got crumbled and thousands were left dead or injured. The city needs to be built from scratch and the survivors need rebuild their lives. Friends and relatives back home tell us that many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107312406424096873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107312406424096873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312406424096873' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107295951172928464</id><published>2004-01-01T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T12:11:36.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farewell '03Wassup '04?My '03 at a glance:Moved to the States a couple of weeks before '03.Managed to get accepted into Law School. (Happy happy about it!).Started a blog after so long a time being an avid blog reader.And oh, had my 2 minutes of fame yesterday on KIRN radio!I have no idea what '04 has in store for us. I just pray for it to be a year of no wars and deaths. A year of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107295951172928464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107295951172928464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107295951172928464' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107277381059721474</id><published>2003-12-30T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T15:48:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>House of Sand and Fog:A tale of fogged up lives:Dec. 28, Irvine Spectrum:We are all still down from the poignant images and the grim news dominating the media. The news of our quake-stricken people in Bam. We decide to spend the evening together, talking good talks and possibly seeing a movie. We meet in Spectrum and talk of a bowl of fruit and a garden of roses (Sound of Music style!). I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107277381059721474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107277381059721474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107277381059721474' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107258620650886685</id><published>2003-12-27T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T21:26:24.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why God, Why?It is just not FAIR:Dec. 26, 2003; 6 PM Pacific Time:Out all day, come home, turn the answering machine on. A message from our Arab friend conveying his condolences on the quake in Kerman, asking how he and his Arab community friends can send out help. I listen in confusion. What is he talking about?News on NBC4: a 6.7 quake in Bam, 1000s dead, many injured. I cannot believe my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107258620650886685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107258620650886685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107258620650886685' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107208365357082788</id><published>2003-12-22T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T01:37:24.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not So Funny in English:Persian to English translations, part two:1. You have ashamed us again bro':Ok, so this busy as a Persian bumblebee friend of mine spends hours after work shopping for his sister and her children ( no need to mention how much guys dislike spending time in the mall!). He then goes to the post office and again some time is spent there for the huge package to be posted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107208365357082788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107208365357082788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107208365357082788' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107200866628746839</id><published>2003-12-21T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T10:40:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Week of Cheesy movies:The Cheesy Movie Award:1)Something's gotta give2)Love don't cost a thing3)Mona Lisa Smile...and the award for the cheesiest movie of the week goes to: "Love don't cost a thing" of course! ( Even the title is cheesy and so not true! Love sure costs a whole lot and more!).P.S. I actually kinda liked "Mona Lisa Smile" and really liked "Something's Gotta give"! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107200866628746839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107200866628746839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107200866628746839' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107164082549044005</id><published>2003-12-16T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T09:37:27.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1-Viva Las Vegas, NevadaA weekend in "The meadow of lights" 2-Death to the TyrantHow the mighty have fallen( or not!)My first visit to Vegas: a)The weather was "snow's gonna fall" kind of cold. b)They say you win some you lose some. Well in my case it went something like: "you win some, you lose some, and then you lose some more"! Losing quite a number of quarters playing them machines was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107164082549044005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107164082549044005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107164082549044005' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107129313371084523</id><published>2003-12-12T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T06:54:50.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Shot of Nostalgia:Childhood Memories:Pedram started a string of what I like to call "Posts of Nostalgia". Next came Kaveh, writing about the shows from back home which brought about a flood of comments. That got "ME" all nostalgic and led to her writing her childhood memories in two parts. I sat in amazement at my computer, wondering how they can remember all that. Today is my first year </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107129313371084523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107129313371084523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107129313371084523' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107102951800028039</id><published>2003-12-09T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T01:02:04.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lyndon LaRouche;Not just another Democratic candidate?"You are cordially invited to attend a national/international webcast, to be held on December 12, 2003, to be addressed by Democratic Presidential pre-candidate Lyndon H. LaRouche, Jr."Time:      Friday, December 12 - 10 AM PDTVenue:   Cal State Los Angeles, Golden Eagle Conference RoomI got to know one of the campaigners in LaRouche's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107102951800028039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107102951800028039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107102951800028039' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107064674349097226</id><published>2003-12-05T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T13:13:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The license Banner:This is what I cannot comprehend. Is Arnold not an immigrant himself?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107064674349097226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107064674349097226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107064674349097226' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107051740042973172</id><published>2003-12-03T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T14:57:48.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some Persian Lovin' CareWay to Go Geena:Pregnant with twins at 48? Married to a handsome Iranian doc 15 years younger? You rock Ms. Geena Davis.P.S. Is it me or is surgeon Jarrahy's hair a work of photoshop?P.P.S.Surgeon=Jarrah. What a coincidence.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107051740042973172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107051740042973172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107051740042973172' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-107031813363098644</id><published>2003-12-01T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T16:06:53.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Last Week of November Calendar:Saturday Nov. 22: "Mens Rea"Open House of a School of Law! Great breakfast, awesome lunch. My favorite part of the program: The "Criminal Law" mock class. What I learnt: "Mens Rea" means "guilty/bad thought", a "culpable mental state", and it is not considered a crime. Thoughts are not enough to bring one in the realm of crime. So "Mens Rea" alone won't get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107031813363098644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/107031813363098644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107031813363098644' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106963047489116675</id><published>2003-11-23T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:47:01.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clooney ShmooneyMake Way for the Persian Adonis:The guys have spoken, they are in love with Niki Karimi. Kaveh, in his November 22 post, has declared his love for her and allegedly, Pedram also has feelings for her ( or her eyes rather)! Now is the time for us girls to publicize our love for the Iranian hunk, Mohammad Reza Golzar. Not only is he multi-talented, but is too handsome for words. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106963047489116675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106963047489116675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106963047489116675' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106944823832242039</id><published>2003-11-21T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T15:20:17.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm So Excited!I just can't hide it!YES YES YES! Finally, a prayer answered, a wish granted! One wish down, over 10 more to go! Wonder if the rest will be granted before the end of the year too. Well, even if not, I am so happy that just one will suffice for now. Prayers do work you guys. ( Though it usually takes at least 10 years on average for a wish of mine to come true! 10 years per wish,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106944823832242039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106944823832242039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106944823832242039' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106918107776711731</id><published>2003-11-18T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:05:59.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The Tune of Nostalgia:"Not the Right Notes:Sohrab says: "It does not matter where I am.    The sky is always mine.    Windows, ideas, air, love,    earth, all mine.    Why does it matter if sometimes,    the mushrooms of nostalgia grow?"Sohrab talks of the "mushrooms of nostalgia", Joseph's film is called "The Tune of Nostalgia", and when I saw clips from his movie, all I could think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106918107776711731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106918107776711731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106918107776711731' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106894251715611891</id><published>2003-11-15T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:06:55.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Promoting Dialogue among Civilizations?You have got to be kidding!"I would like to propose, in the name of the Islamic Republic of Iran, that the United Nations, as a first step, designate the year 2001 as the "Year of Dialogue among Civilizations." Excerpt from President Khatami's Address to the United Nations, Sept. 21, 1998."In response to the proposal made by the president of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106894251715611891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106894251715611891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106894251715611891' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106883606105280861</id><published>2003-11-14T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:07:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not So Funny in English:Persian to English translations:1.Sue-Lovin:I have a cute persian friend who has a hilarious American boss. Her problem is that when talking English, she is always translating ( I do that too sometimes!). The other day she had a client, Sue, with whom she needed the boss to talk to and explain the programs to( wow, too many "to"s!). The boss is out of the office and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106883606105280861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106883606105280861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106883606105280861' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106844687551680745</id><published>2003-11-09T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T02:58:44.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus or Mohammad?I am a born Muslim. I have always believed and had faith in God. I have always said prayers in my own style before falling sleep. I have never been a practicing Muslim though. I have not been very religious and do not know much about my religion.Back home I had Christian friends. With them I went to churches and lit candles there as well as in emamzadehs (don't know its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106844687551680745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106844687551680745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106844687551680745' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106801333036215514</id><published>2003-11-04T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:10:14.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lynching Already?Much Ado over a "Lynch"!Hollywood does not lose any time now does it? "Saving Jessica Lynch" is to be broadcast on Sunday. I am thinking that this incredible lionization of this 19 year old is a clear travesty of the whole concept of heroism/sheroism!"Bush"-Fires:Nightmare Relived!Just when we thought the wild fires were 100% contained Bush arrives in San Diego. Watch out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106801333036215514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106801333036215514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106801333036215514' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106762411611734583</id><published>2003-10-31T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:12:11.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feelings Revealed:The Sweet Taste of Victory!I have been told by a couple of friends that my blog is void of feelings and emotions, that I should put my emotions into words, that I should express my feelings. But my question is : "Have we ever learnt that?". As an Iranian girl who has spent almost all her life in Iran, I have never learnt to express my feelings but have always been good at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106762411611734583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106762411611734583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106762411611734583' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106723366219104978</id><published>2003-10-26T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T12:43:37.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eye-Ashes:Wildfires in Southern California:"Wildfires that have burned for days merged into walls of flame stretching across miles in parts of Southern California on Sunday,..."A friend and I went to Balboa island today and after a short walk on the beach, I turned into a Persian "Cinder-ella"/ "Ash-lady"! I still have them ashes in my eyes to prove it! Wonder how one can rid herself of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106723366219104978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106723366219104978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723366219104978' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106685771484483272</id><published>2003-10-22T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T14:22:50.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Persians do it best:A heavenly night with "Tarz Ensemble"Persian Court Music and Dance of the 19th CenturySunday Oct. 19, Morgan-Wixson TheaterMy good friend who is a great Tar-zan himself ( not Tarzan as in Tarzan and Jane! but as in playing the Tar. Actually he plays the setar), invited us to go see his friends perform and boy, it was an ethereal performance. The stage was beautifully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106685771484483272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106685771484483272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106685771484483272' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106658450454132680</id><published>2003-10-19T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T14:41:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Under the mystic, intolerable  Tuscan, Mexico Sun ?The movies I saw last week:Intolerable Cruelty:Honestly, I was expecting a cheesy romantic comedy but surprisingly it was a sweet, hilarious romantic movie. From this movie, I learnt what a pre-nupt is, so I guess it was also pretty educational!Catherine Zeita-Jones is the classiest, most gorgeous, most sophisticated and elegant actress </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106658450454132680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106658450454132680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106658450454132680' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106628352839846585</id><published>2003-10-15T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T10:28:22.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Overanalysis is Paralysis"I am taking a "Speed Spanish" course at a college in O.C. and my Spanish professor is simply adorable. The other day he was telling us how we should just go up to a latino and speak as well as we can without thinking too much about it. He explained to us through this old poem how dangerous overanalysis can be :"The Perils of Thinking"A centipede was happy quite,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106628352839846585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106628352839846585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106628352839846585' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106602783064745007</id><published>2003-10-12T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T14:30:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Persian Queen of Peace: Ms. Shirin Ebadi:She is our pride, she is our queen, she is a true symbol of peace, and today I am prouder than ever of being a Persian woman.Ms. Ebadi, you truly are the Pride of Persia. You are a Persian jewel and I am ecstatic that you belong to our great land. P.S. The pictures on Tehran24's site are pretty awesome. There are more pictures posted on some of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106602783064745007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106602783064745007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106602783064745007' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106577222975247370</id><published>2003-10-10T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T15:33:48.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Persian guy's choice for Governor: "The porn star"I know a Persian guy ( or shall I say a donut guy!) in Irvine, Orange County. We rarely get to talk since we are both pretty busy ( or at least we pretend that we are!). Tonight he called and we started exchanging opinions on everything and solving the problems engulfing the world!!!He put me in a state of shock when he brazenly said:" I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106577222975247370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106577222975247370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106577222975247370' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106575973274990005</id><published>2003-10-09T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T00:15:46.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a "Donut Girl in California"?Hooman:"Persian n. Cdn (NW Ont.) an oblong doughnut covered with pink or white icing.Source The Canadian Oxford Dictionary."Wow, I have been called a few of things like: bella, muffin, pie,..., but never in this life have I ever been called a donut!!! Now I am a donut girl in the land of the donut-eaters! So does this mean that as Persians we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106575973274990005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106575973274990005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106575973274990005' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106568486525656161</id><published>2003-10-09T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T08:42:39.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Benz anyone?I promised my friend, baarbod, who is a blogger and lives in the same State, that if I were to win the lottery, I would buy him a Benz!!! In his blog and under his "prayer of the week" ( for the second week of Oct. I guess) he has prayed for me to win the lottery to buy him the promised-Benz!!! I would like to announce here that If I win, I shall buy him 2 and a BMW!!!! Too generous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106568486525656161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106568486525656161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106568486525656161' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106559241074997649</id><published>2003-10-07T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T15:34:34.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Terminator in the house:A victory for Hollywood:Arnold is now the governor  and my question is: "When is the next flight out of California?"Just kidding!!! You never know, he may turn out to be a pretty good governor after all!!! As long as he tries to focus less on women's body parts and more on politics, I won't complain!! But is that possible? I wonder! ( I meant "is it possible for him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106559241074997649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106559241074997649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106559241074997649' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106556156151979748</id><published>2003-10-07T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T00:04:17.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not just another Tuesday in O.C.Recall day, Whoopi night:Well, today is the day, the day of recall. An unprecedented event in the history of California. Will Mr womanizer become the next Governor? His "grope and hope" tour, as someone on TV called it, seemed pretty successful and it is highly likely for the actor-turned-politician to win the gubernatorial race. It may turn out to be an "Hasta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106556156151979748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106556156151979748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106556156151979748' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106537377908250545</id><published>2003-10-05T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T23:52:33.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mehregan 20038th Annual Persian Festival of Autumn (Persian Harvest Festival) Oct. 4-5"Mehregan is celebrated to mark the beginning of Autumn. The colorful festival of Autumn, Mehregan, has been celebrated as a harvest festival by Persians for thousands of years where food and fodder were to be stored and fruit trees were to be pruned. Mehregan is also celebrated for the triumph of knowledge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106537377908250545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106537377908250545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106537377908250545' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106530582013239958</id><published>2003-10-04T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T15:32:19.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weapons of Mass Distraction (not Destruction)!!:Ok everyone, it is now time to admit that this whole war disaster was to divert attention from the mess of a country the cowboy president has made of the United States!!Yes, like almost all Persians I disliked Saddam for what he had put us through. Yes, I wanted him deposed. But I expected the Bush administration to have a plan for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106530582013239958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106530582013239958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106530582013239958' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106528497832494101</id><published>2003-10-04T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T15:35:22.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Governor Terminator/groper?Arnold, governor of California? What a joke. He cannot even pronounce California let alone govern it! As one of the ads says, he does not belong to our planet, he is from planet Hollywood!He is disrespectful to women, has no political background and worst of all, he is a Republican!! As if the Republicans have not done enough damage already. Oh well, the power of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106528497832494101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106528497832494101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106528497832494101' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106525390534192119</id><published>2003-10-04T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T00:53:50.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A note to the Persian guys:Dear Persian gents, we love you!! We cannot live with you, cannot live without you( especially if you have not gone bald yet!!). So for the love of God, put aside the macho, Persian man image and be sensitive to our feelings. And oh, listen to what I heard on TV once:"Never cause a woman to weep because God counts her tears"Thank you and God bless!!!Phew, glad I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106525390534192119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106525390534192119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106525390534192119' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106525036483146679</id><published>2003-10-03T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T23:56:15.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday night in Orange County:I sat in my comfortable chair, flipping channels. On channel 8, I came across a movie that looked familiar. Oh My God, not "without my daughter"! I had heard so much about it long ago but had never seen the movie. I called a persian friend who lives in O.C. too, to tell him to watch it. Not surprisingly, he was out partying, it is Friday night for God sake!!! "Ok"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106525036483146679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106525036483146679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106525036483146679' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895370.post-106523618462250198</id><published>2003-10-03T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T20:21:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All about me:Well, almost all!! I am a persian girl in  Southern California. I live in Orange County, Persians call it "Porteghaal abaad"!! It is a very nice and quiet and awfully safe place and since I am pretty new here myself, I still do not know much about it. I have been reading blogs forever!! I guess it is time for me to write one of my own, and here I am, writing one in English because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106523618462250198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895370/posts/default/106523618462250198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apersiangirl.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106523618462250198' title=''/><author><name>persian girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09694684389139236750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
