<?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-8401569127666481355</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:59:28.189+03:00</updated><category term='ناس غريب'/><title type='text'>Welcome To Zack Kouta Roxas</title><subtitle type='html'>The life of Zack Kouta Roxas.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zack Kouta Roxas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02194699061800406062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/S3nsZP5AvGI/AAAAAAAAABg/BeyQWh2d08g/S220/DSC00120.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401569127666481355.post-4733339032790738686</id><published>2010-06-10T03:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T04:02:54.032+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ناس غريب'/><title type='text'>الناس غريبين...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*الناس غريبين .. لمن تلقى واحد تشوف الدنيا فيه وبلحظه ينقلب ضدك .. ويسبك ويغلط عليك .. وانت كل خير عطيته /// وطول الفتره الي تكون معاه تعطيه وتنصحه وماتقصر .. وبنهاية هالشي ماتنطر شكر بس تنطر نفس المعامله .. " احسان + احترام + تقدير " وبالأخير كل الي فـ بالك يطلع عكس .. وتنصدم بـ هالأنسان صدمة مو طبيعية&lt;br /&gt;*وبعدها يعتذرلك .. وتسامحه&lt;br /&gt;*ويكرر الغلط مره ثانيه وتسامحه .. وثالثه وتسامحه .. لين توصل حد معين ماتقدر تسامح أو ماتقدر تكون مع هالـ شخص .. وماقمت تحس بإحساسك الأولي أحساس انك تحبه وتعزه .. وتخليه&lt;br /&gt;*عقب ماعفس حياتك فوق تحت .. وبهدلك تتبهدل .. وتخليه وترجع تخليه .. وتحاول تقوم من الطيحه وتعدل أمورك .. شوي شوي .. ويرجع فـ حياتك ومن خوفك ع نفسك وخوفك ع الي بنيته من يديد ينهدم مره ثانيه ماتقدر تحس غير انك شخص بدون نفس او بدون مشاعر &lt;br /&gt;*تشوف كل شي من هالشخص غلط&lt;br /&gt;*وايد اشوف الناس يقولون&lt;br /&gt;*انا انجرحت انصدمت - بعضهم صج وبعضهم مبالغه / بعضهم ينتظرون شفقه .. لكن شنو حيلة الواحد الي صج انجرح ! ومو جرح عادي انجرح أكثر من مره&lt;br /&gt;*وماعندك شي فـ حياتك تقدر تخلي امورك تنضبط&lt;br /&gt;*لاعايله عدله&lt;br /&gt;*ولا ربع&lt;br /&gt;*ولا شي .. =) تشيل نفسك بنفسك .. &lt;br /&gt;*ومن كثر ماتنضغط من هـ الشخص .. اييون ناس غرب ويضغطون عليك ويحسسونك أنك اخس انسان وماتقدر حتى تعتمد ع نفسك وانت شايل لدرجه محد يحس شكثر هـ الشي يألم الشخص ..&lt;br /&gt;*بـ آخر شي صعب أنك بنهاية هالشي تتصنع الضحكة.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;اقتباس من&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Leona Hart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8401569127666481355-4733339032790738686?l=zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/feeds/4733339032790738686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8401569127666481355&amp;postID=4733339032790738686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/4733339032790738686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/4733339032790738686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='الناس غريبين...'/><author><name>Zack Kouta Roxas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02194699061800406062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/S3nsZP5AvGI/AAAAAAAAABg/BeyQWh2d08g/S220/DSC00120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401569127666481355.post-8229827010462783408</id><published>2010-03-01T21:09:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:08:47.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guardian By The Name Of Positivity</title><content type='html'>I've led a very though life, things almost never worked out for me, still aren't, but I've equipped myself with a number of shields, weapons, and motivators all along, and they have ensured me my survival, and strengthened my patience till now.&amp;nbsp; One of those few valuable flack jackets was positivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has always been up and down, which is normal.&amp;nbsp; Many good and bad experiences (or rather painful ones, since there isn't really "bad" in experience), but how do you learn without making mistakes?&amp;nbsp; How do you value health without illness?&amp;nbsp; I have no regrets.&amp;nbsp; My painful experiences have always outnumbered my more pleasant ones, outnumbered them by a lot!&amp;nbsp; However, I was never alone; always had my sword "honesty", armor "cheerfulness", grenades "smiling", spirit "indomitable will", and shield "positivity" with me, equipped, and readied for all challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot count the things that have brought trouble and pain into my life, however, I can make a list of the blessings I've always had, the times I enjoyed, and the people I trusted and loved; that was my positivity, the ability to look up during the down, to look at the good through the bad, and to be optimistic and positive about what is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positivity, unlike many other things in my life, has never abandoned me.&amp;nbsp; It has guarded me from extreme pain for a very long time, and has prepared me for the upcoming in my life.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I live half of the glove away from my hometown where I was raised for the past 17 years and a half, from my relatives, friends, culture, religion and land, and it wasn't really my choice.&amp;nbsp; Regardless of how far I feel from what I am, and what I love, I can still smile, I can still laugh, knowing that one day I will return.&amp;nbsp; Though I am not there physically, I was raisered there, and still live by what my country, culture and religion has taught me, and distance will never change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up positive, upbeat, very cheerful and honest, and I always want to remain that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8401569127666481355-8229827010462783408?l=zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/feeds/8229827010462783408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8401569127666481355&amp;postID=8229827010462783408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/8229827010462783408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/8229827010462783408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/2010/03/guardian-by-name-of-positivity.html' title='A Guardian By The Name Of Positivity'/><author><name>Zack Kouta Roxas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02194699061800406062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/S3nsZP5AvGI/AAAAAAAAABg/BeyQWh2d08g/S220/DSC00120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401569127666481355.post-5247175393465679267</id><published>2010-02-28T09:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:29:10.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smiling World</title><content type='html'>I'm a very cheerful and positive person, besides when I'm asleep or acting, it's something very rare to find me not smiling.&amp;nbsp; I always smile because it not only helps me handle life easier, but it can brighten up other people's days as well.&amp;nbsp; Smiling helps you be positive and optimistic, lessens those negative feelings of hate, sadness and even depression.&amp;nbsp; When you smile, not only are you extending your life span, but you're also providing your mind and body with medicine, a very special medicine, only found in those U shaped lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try my best with every passing moment to have an even brighter and more cheerful smile; I want to show others how much smiling can do, what it can cure, and where it can take you.&amp;nbsp; I do what I can to make others smile with me, sure smiling back at me might give you a good feeling that will last for a few seconds, but I want to make others smile inside-out, I want them to realize just how great it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a dream, an ambition, many think it's silly, many tell me it'll get me nowhere, but I believe in it, I know it's what I want to strive towards.&amp;nbsp; I want to make more than a hundred people smile in a single day, I won't literally count how many people I make smile in every passing day, it will just be by instinct I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How does it help me in my daily life?" some my ask, not only is it a boost in optimistic and positive feelings and traits, but it's also a boost for those around as well.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's hard for people who aren't similar to interact, people who have a total different lifestyle, or maybe people who don't even speak the same language, but let me tell you one thing, every living human knows the language of "Smiling".&amp;nbsp; They may not speak your language, but I'm sure they can smile back.&amp;nbsp; Now tell me, wouldn't that make a person feel like he's a part of someone's life?&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't he want to be a part of other people's lives in a good way?&amp;nbsp; Would he like to tell himself "someone's life is even if just a tad better because of me"?&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling also keeps me very optimistic towards the future, I easily forgive any mistake someone might make, and gladly offer help to those who might need it, overlook a loved one's flaws while liking what's good about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make one hundred people smile in a single day, I feel happy already!&amp;nbsp; My friend asked me, "What after you achieve that dream?".&amp;nbsp; As a surprise to him, I immediately answered, "Strive to make two hundred people smile in a single day!"&amp;nbsp; He still thinks that I won't benefit much out of it, but I don't look at the materialistic side much, sure it won't pay or get me ownership of land or anything, but it's mental meaning is truly a reason to live for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8401569127666481355-5247175393465679267?l=zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/feeds/5247175393465679267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8401569127666481355&amp;postID=5247175393465679267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/5247175393465679267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/5247175393465679267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/2010/02/smiling-world.html' title='A Smiling World'/><author><name>Zack Kouta Roxas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02194699061800406062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/S3nsZP5AvGI/AAAAAAAAABg/BeyQWh2d08g/S220/DSC00120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401569127666481355.post-842758297735438346</id><published>2008-08-23T01:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T02:43:25.220+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fear ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/SK9OyZhkEVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mlRILWaX74o/s1600-h/Sub7an+Allah.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/SK9OyZhkEVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mlRILWaX74o/s320/Sub7an+Allah.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237491519407264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm a muslim, Not one of those seriously strict ones! But I try my best = )&lt;br /&gt;And, It's a known fact, That your society effects your personality and beliefs!!! And I'm only 16, Which means it'll effect me more then others ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I live, I got about six mosques in our neighborhood! Centers for teaching Qur'an and the Islam way, Islamic charity sites and WAAAAAAY more Islamic places and institutions you'd usually find in other places!&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've got all of the Muslims that live around me, Including my dear family and friends and Imams and neighbors and all = ) So being with them or simply thinking about them is a lot of help and encouragement for me to stay put on my religion, And to be a strong Muslim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, Mom intends to take me with her to America to (Live) there! = O&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know that there ARE muslims there, And mosques and Islamic spots, But it's not the same as here... And, I'm afraid that the society will mix up my beliefs! I need the MOST of encouragement I can get! I mean, Where are you gonna find friends over there that wake you up at 4 am to pray Fajir? The friends that Read Qur'an with you! Call you when you miss out a prayer in the mosque!&lt;br /&gt;Where are you gonna find SIX mosques in one neighborhood?! Islamic insitutions ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!! And many more!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not saying such things don't exist in America, But it's not the same as here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid that going over there will take me away from Allaah! And I'm even MORE afraid of Allaah himself and of his wrath!!! So, I don't want to go to a place that will take me even 0.1% away from My God! Because I WILL turn ill and fear my heart out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you will think (It's not where you are, It's who you are, It's how determined and how strong your will as a Muslim is!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, My surroundings DO effect me!&lt;br /&gt;And secondly,,, I'm really sorry and afraid to say this, But,,, I don't have that strong will!!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, sometimes when I'm with a friend that doesn't pray much, I miss out prayers without paying attention! And that's only ONE FRIEND whom I love! Imagine if I were in a WHOLE country with only few people that hold my same religion (Few considered here I guess), And the treatment I will get towards my religion ain't the same either! Over here EVERYTHING is an encouragement for you to get closer to Allaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really afraid that my will,,, Will break... And I don't want to see Allaah's wrath! Just imagining it makes me shiver and cry and stay up all night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry mom, But, I'm more concerned about my after life than I am about this one,,, If it's live a harder life now, But Heaven later on,,, I'd live the worse if I had to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allaah Akbar! Subhaan Allaah! wa astaghfir Allaah!&lt;br /&gt;and In shaa' Allaah, He will keep me on his path, On the right path!!!&lt;br /&gt;God bless you Mom for caring, But I know that here is where it's best for me ...&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/SK9O9FRttkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/WjW0CFJw1NQ/s1600-h/Salam%21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/SK9O9FRttkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/WjW0CFJw1NQ/s320/Salam%21.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237491702950639170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8401569127666481355-842758297735438346?l=zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/feeds/842758297735438346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8401569127666481355&amp;postID=842758297735438346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/842758297735438346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8401569127666481355/posts/default/842758297735438346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zackkoutaroxas.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-fear.html' title='My Fear ...'/><author><name>Zack Kouta Roxas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02194699061800406062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/S3nsZP5AvGI/AAAAAAAAABg/BeyQWh2d08g/S220/DSC00120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZYujHL6fe4/SK9OyZhkEVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mlRILWaX74o/s72-c/Sub7an+Allah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
