<?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-31837676</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:56:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live like ther's no tomorrow</title><subtitle type='html'>i am a fun,little crazy n very talkative person...have a opinion about any thing and everything and love to have friendly debates with my pals.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Namrata Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234406100466229915</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31837676.post-115571186557758362</id><published>2006-08-16T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:04:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life at sims is extremely rockin....had celebrated a friends bday yesterday n it was a blast.initially went to horn ok,unfortunately it was full so went to this hotel whose name i cannot seem to remember. newaz it was good fun or as one friend says "fun came!!" am already lookin forward to the next party. initially when ppl told me that it was a party college i refused to belive ....now the status is that me in total agreement with that person but at the same time would like to tell that we work just as hard as we party(so what if it is mostly the last moment assignments)&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i cannot get is why do we end up doin things at last moment...i mean its like a disease or a addiction,one cannot get out of it. I give myself a lecture everyday on importance of time n how i should start studyin n somehow end up doin exactly the opposite. Oh well as long as i am enjoyin n i passs it doesn't matter right? (By the way me keep prayin to god to let me pass...so you can't say i am doing nothing towards becomin a mba graduate)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31837676-115571186557758362?l=atarmankap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/feeds/115571186557758362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31837676&amp;postID=115571186557758362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115571186557758362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115571186557758362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-at-sims-is-extremely-rockin.html' title=''/><author><name>Namrata Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234406100466229915</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31837676.post-115494342385945284</id><published>2006-08-07T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T02:49:11.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life no fair...&lt;/strong&gt;what to do when everything so confusing. When u trust someone,giving that person more importance than anything or anyone and then that person goes and does something which makes you rethink everything you ever believed in ,what do you do? And things get even worse when that person knows what is done would hurt you , then why at the risk of loosing evrything built , would one go and do exactly that?&lt;br /&gt;I have been hurt and i don't know how to handle this situation...it's something i would never have thought possible.But it is real and it had happened. If i forgive then i see myself becoming someone i could never respect.Question is do i want to know this person(who is an extremely close friend) who apparently does not respect me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31837676-115494342385945284?l=atarmankap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/feeds/115494342385945284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31837676&amp;postID=115494342385945284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115494342385945284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115494342385945284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-no-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>Namrata Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234406100466229915</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31837676.post-115434238501362148</id><published>2006-07-31T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T03:39:45.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my first post so today me talk abt whats really important in my life namely answerin the age old ques..."what's more imp : sleep or food?" actually me found out that its not the ques which demands an ans but the very idea of choosin one over another which gets a person thinkin harder than he or she ever has. me i eat whenever i want...day night. Me noticed i eat more than ever when me depressed...chocolates in specific. When me happy i rather spens time with friends ...food or no food. Now talkin about sleepin.....once i used to sleep at 10.30...it was like a light went off in my head. Now me can stay up till 2 but the moment i hit the bed me out completely. I feel that there is no better feelin than that comfy feel.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end question for me still unanswered...Food or Sleep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31837676-115434238501362148?l=atarmankap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/feeds/115434238501362148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31837676&amp;postID=115434238501362148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115434238501362148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31837676/posts/default/115434238501362148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atarmankap.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-my-first-post-so-today-me-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Namrata Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08234406100466229915</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
