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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 01:58:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Life is too short to be ordinary...</title><description>Be extraordinary!</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>545</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LifeIsTooShortToBeOrdinary" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">LifeIsTooShortToBeOrdinary</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-2456024294574912038</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 11:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T19:03:38.906+08:00</atom:updated><title>First family of Formula1</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Michelle Yeoh is now the first lady of Formula1.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="391" alt="First family of Formula1" src="http://sgstb.msn.com/i/28/E8E225C88D93218A473F2D28FFB3DE.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Michelle Yeoh is no longer just a former Bond girl, that famous Malaysian actress to hit the big screens in blockbuster movies across the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeoh reportedly married her fiancé Jean Todt last week, right after the ex-Ferrari boss succeeded the controversial Max Mosley as president of the Federation Internationale de l'Automobile (FIA).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The actress proudly showed off her giant wedding ring to pressmen while attending a function in Paris with her man, Malaysia's Nanyang Siang Pau newspaper reported.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The two was engaged in 2005 after first meeting at a promotional event organized by Ferrari in Shanghai.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Congratulations to the new first family of Formula One! Here are pictures of the loving (and incredibly rich) couple, right here on MSN Sports.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://sport.malaysia.msn.com/photogallery.aspx?cp-documentid=3687389"&gt;MSN&lt;/a&gt; (more pictures)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: Money can buy anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-2456024294574912038?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-family-of-formula1.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">23</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-6968600739184909622</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T20:31:09.072+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Oh my God! I have turned purple!</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I don’t know how to explain, even to the doctor. I know it sounds weird and ridiculous, some of my friends even claimed it was funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It started two days ago when I realized I got purple stain on the tissue paper that I used to wipe my ear after shower. I was a bit shock but I didn’t care much as I was late to work. In fact, very late!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SumKrR98VAI/AAAAAAAAC9A/gUggaJKeMm0/s1600-h/281020094199%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="281020094199" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="196" alt="281020094199" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SumKr-jj8hI/AAAAAAAAC9E/3IBhBDOO2sc/281020094199_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="256" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At work, I usually wash my face and wipe it with tissue few times a day. So, as a routine, I went to the washroom around 10am to wash my face. After rinsed it with water, I used tissue paper to wipe the excess oil off my face. To my great surprise, the purple stain all over the tissue paper. With thousand of questions and curiosity, I showed the tissue paper to my colleagues. What I got was a big laugh from them claimed it was from the stamp pad that I used this morning or the beauty product such as toner or moisturizer. I agreed&amp;#160;&amp;#160; with the first one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;In the afternoon before I went out for lunch with my friends, I did the same as earlier. Rinsed face and wiped my face. Not really surprise, the result was still the same.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went out for lunch at esplanade. It was a very good lunch and good conversation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went back to office after lunch and I went straight to the washroom as I hate oily face. Furthermore, my face got pimples lately. I have to really take care of it. It was the same result, purple stain on the tissue paper. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I started to feel panic even though I didn’t show it on my face.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SumK2cgNdeI/AAAAAAAAC9I/V5Wpalvs-lo/s1600-h/281020094200%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="281020094200" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="188" alt="281020094200" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SumK3g8GAGI/AAAAAAAAC9M/2hbxC3u-Lm4/281020094200_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="248" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I took shower at home, I realized that the purple stain stick on the shower handle. “Damn! This is serious!” that was what I thought. Another thing in my mind was “Am I going to die?” not that I was afraid but to see someone sad really broke my heart into pieces especially when the whisper was soft and tender “I want you forever please don’t leave me…” my whole body became numb. I got watery eyes but lucky the tears were not purple!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The next day I got the same result. Purple, purple and purple! Actually it was not just on my face, but the whole body especially around my knees. My colleagues were really shock and advised me to see doctor as soon as possible or do traditional treatment. One of the colleagues who know a bit about traditional treatment touched me on the shoulder, neck (I was almost choked!) and head. He told me I need to see a stronger shaman who could treat me better because from what he got, someone, a girl did some spell on me. Honestly, even though my aunt got possessed in front of me and the shaman treated her, I still curious about the spell and everything. I never deny that those invisible things exist, just that some of the so called &lt;em&gt;shaman&lt;/em&gt; always take advantage. I wonder how some peoples are so obsess with this kind of thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today, I went to see doctor. I brought some tissue papers that I had been using for the past two days and not to forget the pills (flu and phlegm) that been given by &lt;i&gt;my dear&lt;/i&gt;. The doc looked at them and without any shock told me it must be from the food or fruit that I ate. I told him that I ate seafood a lot lately. He asked me not to worry so much and gave me cough syrup and antibiotic instead as I have been coughing for 3 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;On my way back from the clinic, mom texted me on cell phone reminded me about the &lt;i&gt;thorny clam&lt;/i&gt; that I ate last Sunday. I agreed with her. It must be that &lt;i&gt;thorny clam&lt;/i&gt; and lately I ate a lot of seafood! Perhaps, it was iodine?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, I have no purple stain anymore on my body and the cough is getting better. So, now I should believe in shaman and the spell? You tell me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-6968600739184909622?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-god-i-have-turned-purple.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">38</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-5388664647446325374</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T19:26:34.086+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">business</category><title>Old Town White Coffee is not halal issue again? Duh!</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I got this via email:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;Aslmkum…        &lt;br /&gt;Saya dan rakan2 sering ke cafe Old Town White Coffee duduk minum dan bincang hal business. Bila melihatkan kemajuan perniagaan mereka ada keinginan utk memulakan perniagaan ala franchise seperti syarikat Old Town White Coffee. Rakan kami telah berhubung dan berjumpa dengan pengusaha Old Town White Coffee untuk mendapatkan peluang franchisee daripada syarikat mereka dengan modal sendiri di rumah kedai yg kami miliki di lokasi strategik.         &lt;br /&gt;Alangkah terkejutnya kami ialah jawapan dari pihak pengusaha franchise tersebut adalah “KAMI TIDAK BERI PELUANG INI KEPADA ORANG MELAYU ISLAM UNTUK BERNIAGA”         &lt;br /&gt;Walhal yang memenuhkan tempat dan saling berkunjung untuk makam minum di cafe ini rata rata kami lihat adalah orang Melayu Islam kita.         &lt;br /&gt;Kita sering dengar kesama-rataan peluang yang di berikan oleh pihak kerajaan dan sering di tuntut hak mereka oleh bangsa Cina di Malaysia.         &lt;br /&gt;Dari apa yang kami alami dapat di buat kesimpulan bahawa apa yang bangsa asing pentingkan adalah perniagaan mereka dan monopoli bidang dan menidakan peluang kepada orang Melayu Islam tetapi menuntut hak sama dan membuat untung dari orang Melayu.         &lt;br /&gt;Lihat lah pekerja mereka semuanya pekerja asing dari Myanmar yang bukan Islam dan tiada pekerja bangsa Melayu Islam di Old Town White Coffee.         &lt;br /&gt;Nasihat kami wahai orang Melayu Islam dan kami sendiri hindarilah dari berkunjung ke Old Town White Coffee kerana mereka bukan memikirkan kejayaan sama bangsa Malaysia tetepi mereka Anti Islam. Fikir-fikir lah..Salam         &lt;br /&gt;WHITE COFFEE Oldtown Kopitiam ‘WCOK’ telah beroperasi bermula sekitar tahun 1999. Dimana diawal penubuhan status HALAL sebenarnya telah diragui lagi.         &lt;br /&gt;Beberapa produk yang harus diragui STATUS HALAL &amp;amp; dikenalpasti HARAMnya ialah:-         &lt;br /&gt;Nissin Noodles (Mee Segera Nissin Noodles) yang diimport dari Hong Kong (tertulis dipaket bungkusan)         &lt;br /&gt;Daging Salai yang digunakan pada hidangan Sandwish &amp;amp; Nissin Noodles juga diragui status halalnya. Ini kerana pada waktu awal penubuhan White Coffee Oldtown Kopitiam 1999 tiada dipasaran Malaysia yang menjual Daging Salai HALAL. Perkara ini anda boleh rujuk kepada para penyelidik, pensyarah &amp;amp; pelajar di Fakulti/ Jabatan Perhotelan @ F&amp;amp;B / Food &amp;amp; Beverages         &lt;br /&gt;Minyak yang digunakan didalam penyediaan menu ‘Ipoh Ho Fun @ Ipoh Kuew Teaw Sup’. Minyak tersebut dihasilkan sendiri oleh WCOK dan tidak terdapat dipasaran. Hanya diberitahu ianya minyak udang.. Tetapi adakah ianya benar &amp;amp; tiada campuran lain?         &lt;br /&gt;Herbal Jelly adalah produk yang diimport daripada China. Diberitakan, antara isi kandungannya adalah kulit kura-kura. Khasiatnya dikatakan dapat memanaskan anggota dalaman badan (persoalannya – bolehkan UMAT ISLAM makan yang terhasil daripada KURA-KURA)         &lt;br /&gt;Apa yang membuatkan UMAT ISLAM diMalaysia TERPEDAYA dengan status HALALnya ialah salinan sijil HALAL yang dikeluarkan oleh JABATAN AGAMA ISLAM PERAK @ ‘JAIPK’ pada beberapa produknya dijaja dengan mengatakan JAIPK akan memberi STATUS HALAL pada semua produknya yang sehiingga kini (dari awal penubuhnnya- dekat 10tahun dah) masih lagi tidak diperoleh Sila layari laman Web WCOK. Hanya sijil halal bagi beberapa produk yang disahkan oleh JAIPK yang dijajanya. Berbagai anugerah telah diperolehi, namun STATUS HALAL BAGI RESTORENNYA masih lagi TIDAK BERJAYA DIPEROLEHI. KENAPA &amp;amp; MENGAPA? Maka itulah umat islam dinegara ini terpedaya dengan helah apabila nama JAIPK digunakan.         &lt;br /&gt;Selain daripada penyalahgunaan Sijil Halal yang dikeluarkan oleh JAIPK umat islam juga terpedaya dengan paparan pekerja islam yang diambil bekerja. Dimana dengan mengatakan yakni makanan yang dihidangkan adalah halal, maka pekerja-pekerja islam ini telah terpedaya untuk berkerja seterusnya menjadi penipuan yang tidak diketahui mengenai status halal makanan direstoren tersebut. Bagi pengunjung-pengunju ng, apabila melihat Sijil HALAL yang dipaparkan (yang dikeluarkan oleh JAIPK bg sesetengah produk sahaja &amp;amp; bukan yang dikeluarkan oleh JAKIM yakni pengesahan makanan yang dihidangkan oleh restoren terbabit adalah HALAL semuanya) serta pekerja-pekerja islam (yang tidak mengetahui akan Status Non-HALAL yang dihidangkan. Siap pakai tudung lagi) maka dengan mudahnya mereka memasuki dan menjamahnya.         &lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa yang berlaku di KULIM, KEDAH bagi Kopitiam PAK’HAINAN (juga ‘TIDAK HALAL’). Sungguh menyedihkan apabila pengurus restoren beragama Islam dan berbangsa Melayu tidak mengendahkan &amp;amp; mengetahui status HALAL bagi makanan yang dihidangkan. Papan tanda diluar restoren juga sungguh besar menunjukkan pekerja islamnya memakai tudung menghidangkan makanan..         &lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga yang berlaku di TESCO Seberang Jaya, Perai pula Kopitiam WHITE HOUSE (juga ‘TIDAK HALAL’) selain menghidangkan `noodles @ mee’ yang TIDAK HALAL dan beberapa menu lagi yang tidak diketahui Status HALAL HARAMnya, mereka juga dengan selamba &amp;amp; tampa rasa bersalah mengunakan LOGO HALAL JAKIM tampa kelulusan. Apabila ditanya, mereka menjawab produk mereka semuanya HALAL. Dan apa buktinya bagi Noodles @ Mee Import yang dihidangkan dan beberapa produk lain, tidak tahu jawapannnya.         &lt;br /&gt;Di TESCO Kajang pada tahun 2006, WHITE COFFEE Oldtown Kopitiam telah menghidangkan `noodles @ Meenya’ yang antara isi kandungannya terdapat ‘LUNCHEON MEAT’. Aduan telah dibuat, namun tiada tindakan daripada pejabat Agama diambil bagi men`yamak’ restoren terbabit.         &lt;br /&gt;Perkara ini telah disahkan oleh perkerja Islam White Coffee Oldtown Kopitiam (kini telah berhenti apabila mengetahui perkara ini) selain daripada pekerja pihak pengurusan berbangsa Cina (juga telah berhenti apabila menghadapi tekanan daripada pelanggan mengenai Status HALAL JAKIM).         &lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, walaupun WCOK telah membuka sehingga melebihi 100 cawangan dari tahun 1999-2008 diseluruh negara yakni dari utara hingga ke selatan namun STATUS HALALnya masih lagi tidak diperolehi. Dalam masa 10tahun, 100 cawangan telah berjaya dibuka dengan menghidangkan kepada UMAT ISLAM MALAYSIA makanan yang HARAM. Dan sungguh menyedihkan apabila pihak JAKIM selaku pihak Jabatan Agama yang bertanggungjawab dinegara ini mengambil sikap berdiam diri. Adakah seseorang dijabatan ini telah disogok agar tiada isu dibangkitkan &amp;amp; tindakan diambil walaupun sebenarnya telah ada aduan yang dibuat..         &lt;br /&gt;Apakah pihak di JAKIM hanya melihat kepentingan yang akan diperolehi dengan tindakan ini tetapi tidak PERHINTUNGAN di PADANG MASYAR nanti? Apakah perlu adanya aduan baru ada tindakan? Sedangkan pihak JAKIM telah melihat begitu ramai umat islam menjamah makanan di `WHITE COFFEE OLDTOWN KOPITIAM’ yang ‘TIADASTATUS HALAL’ dan kini terbukti ‘TIDAK HALAL’ nya. Adakah tiada pemantauan dan tindakan bagi pihak yang `TIDAK MENDAPAT KEBENARAN/ KELULUSAN’ JAIKIM menjugakan LOGO HALAL JAKIM?         &lt;br /&gt;Hanya beberapa Kopitiam sahaja yang prihatin &amp;amp; dilihat telah mendapat `PENGESAHAN SIJIL HALAL JAKIM’ walaupun baru setahun jagung dibuka. Seperti SWENZ KOPITIAM &amp;amp; KAPITAN KOPITIAM. Dimana melalui produk menunya didapati sememang tiada makanan yang diimport dari TAIWAN, HONG KONG &amp;amp; JEPUN yang kebanyakkannya tidak HALAL. Mengapa restoren ini boleh mendapat Status HALAL JAKIM &amp;amp; terdapat sesetengahnya TIADA HALAL JAKIM.         &lt;br /&gt;DIPERAK SIJIL HALAL UNTUK MINUMAN SAJA DI RANGKAIAN         &lt;br /&gt;KOPITIAM INI         &lt;br /&gt;Jawapannya MUDAH, ini kerana sesetengah hidangan makanan yang dihidangkan di Rangkaian Kopitiam seperti:-         &lt;br /&gt;1. WHITE COFFEE OLDTOWN Kopitam,         &lt;br /&gt;2. NEWTOWN Kopitam         &lt;br /&gt;3. WHITE HOUSE Kopitam         &lt;br /&gt;4. PAK HAINAN Kopitiam         &lt;br /&gt;5. JOM BALI Kopitiam         &lt;br /&gt;adalah ‘TIDAK HALAL’.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are what I think:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is this a true story? If yes, why the writer didn’t write a complain letter to the local newspaper which can help others instead of sending email and hoping that this email will be the longest chain mail ever? &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;If it’s not &lt;i&gt;halal&lt;/i&gt; as stated, why apply for franchise? Now blame the authority? Weirdo. &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;To me it’s simple. Those franchises or products that got &lt;i&gt;halal&lt;/i&gt; logo on them, it will never be a problem to me. I got a pretty similar email before which claimed that &lt;i&gt;Colgate&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Kentucky Fried Chicken&lt;/i&gt; were not &lt;i&gt;halal&lt;/i&gt;. Colgate -- because it’s content. Kentucky Fried Chicken -- because of the curiosity whether the slaughtering process has been done in proper religion way. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;One of the &lt;i&gt;ustazs&lt;/i&gt; (clerics) answered – leave those things to the authority as when you probe too much about it; you can’t eat or use the product at all. So, why don’t you leave that to the authority and do your things instead of being nosy and &lt;i&gt;ustaz&lt;/i&gt; wanna be? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Some peoples have too much free time but never use it for some benefits. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-5388664647446325374?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-town-white-coffee-is-not-halal.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-7498190149401424864</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 08:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T16:18:39.465+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book</category><title>Twilight</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/St1yShLCGkI/AAAAAAAAC8w/7bfpDkQ_5GI/s1600-h/0710200941556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="071020094155" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="071020094155" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/St1yTyEF0YI/AAAAAAAAC80/r667ARy1Vig/071020094155_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/St1yVn3dQuI/AAAAAAAAC84/Stros2gV0eE/s1600-h/1110200941613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="111020094161" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="248" alt="111020094161" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/St1yXbWkmpI/AAAAAAAAC88/pZbSfCOGFfQ/111020094161_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="188" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’ve read and watched Twilight last week. I felt so good watching the movie after reading the book. I always get 100% satisfaction even though movie usually won’t turn out to be as good as I expected.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I took so long to finish Twilight as I was busy with assignments, quizzes, love life, badminton and work. Yes I know I always apply &lt;i&gt;if there is a will, there is a way&lt;/i&gt; in my daily life but sometimes it’s just hard to squeeze the time to fulfill our interest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, I’m reading &lt;a href="http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-moon-trailer.html"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt; and can’t wait to watch the movie in cinema!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-7498190149401424864?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/twilight.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">45</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-7516269132107353713</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T10:28:59.786+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">story</category><title>I, We miss you!</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Four years ago, an accident took my beloved wife away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftover, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all I heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bed sheet and blanket! Boy was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation: &amp;quot;Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet; hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A year has passed since the episode; I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practice his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around 'cos he makes me proud too!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the Christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the postmaster was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized,’ I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;His answer, amidst his sobbing, was: The letters were for Mummy. My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: “But why did u post so many letters, at one time?&amp;quot; My son's reply was: “I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and so I sent it all at once...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.... I told my son, “Son, mummy is in heaven, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just read the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will read the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside and started reading. And one of the letters broke my heart....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss you so much! To day, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn’t help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, every day I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven’t you appeared?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After reading the letter, I can’t stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Note:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; got it via email.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-7516269132107353713?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-we-miss-you.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">28</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-962397215930284740</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 06:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-07T14:37:20.644+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Fruits</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssw3G4hbISI/AAAAAAAAC8o/7OEtnhnrYQA/s1600-h/061020094154%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="061020094154" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="061020094154" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssw3H98LZAI/AAAAAAAAC8s/5bSr5Xahcr0/061020094154_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fruit is good, I know. Do you think this is a good combination? But one thing for sure, &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; like it! :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fact about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guava"&gt;guava&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kiwifruit"&gt;kiwi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-962397215930284740?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/fruits.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">44</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-271414082327298480</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 02:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T10:34:32.484+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Tao Japanese Cuisine &amp; Happy Anniversary</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt; I didn’t snap any picture when I was at Tao with &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt;. I was too hungry and we ate so fast which make me have no time to even think about pictures to share :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I google-ing for the pictures just now and found some pictures from 2 famous floggers – &lt;a href="http://www.vkeong.com/"&gt;Vkeong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.penangtuapui.com/2008/07/restaurant-tao-cuisine-japanese-buffet/"&gt;PenangTuaPui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;For your information, you can get RM5 discount if you register as a member in their website. Remember to print it out on the day you want to go and different name (means different account) for each person. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I met with my badminton friend Kirsten there! Coincident, I agree. But she sat next to our table! I was shock and same goes to her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now it’s time to share the food pictures :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;We started with Wasabi Abalone. But I couldn’t find the picture. Sorry ya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsZYWG2aI/AAAAAAAAC7o/0p6fCQT0nV0/s1600-h/sashimi%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="sashimi" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="sashimi" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqscFqz0zI/AAAAAAAAC7s/U-PKFzNC_As/sashimi_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sashimi was good :) My first time though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsdZhkAsI/AAAAAAAAC7w/wdXXiWUZ758/s1600-h/scallop%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="scallop" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="scallop" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsfBZD9FI/AAAAAAAAC70/Ew3c3rROoB4/scallop_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scallop was the best!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssqsgh8KdrI/AAAAAAAAC74/TVbmwBoCWAw/s1600-h/pregnant%20fish%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="pregnant fish" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="pregnant fish" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsiLk_W4I/AAAAAAAAC78/7SbvcRLGt84/pregnant%20fish_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We called this pregnant fish. Delicious! (Remember to eat only the egg ya :))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssqsj6gn8BI/AAAAAAAAC8A/_iWFECesLng/s1600-h/mantis%20prawn%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="mantis prawn" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="mantis prawn" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsklBr_UI/AAAAAAAAC8E/iqEzigPNsU0/mantis%20prawn_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mantis Prawn. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsmBRJUBI/AAAAAAAAC8I/UX-eqMQWGYI/s1600-h/squid%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="squid" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="406" alt="squid" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssqsm0Tl9PI/AAAAAAAAC8M/3GFjEySqUaE/squid_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 cup Squid. It was so so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Ssqsny8izZI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/RV-wLpkoXgY/s1600-h/butter%20fish%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="butter fish" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="406" alt="butter fish" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqspMbVYsI/AAAAAAAAC8U/JHuIhoeIfNw/butter%20fish_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Butterfish. Yummy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsqX6qX4I/AAAAAAAAC8Y/MCOs3GCR0ks/s1600-h/peas%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="peas" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="406" alt="peas" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqsrMwF9lI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Z6G6bC2m6ms/peas_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I called it peas. Relaxing I’d say :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqssrCkMcI/AAAAAAAAC8g/Uso-jfRXwEg/s1600-h/ice%20cream%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ice cream" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="406" alt="ice cream" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsqstlTKSAI/AAAAAAAAC8k/XoZC9DeIrjA/ice%20cream_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ice cream for dessert (sorry no picture for fruit – watermelon)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Happy Anniversary &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt;! A year is like a blink. I want this feeling to last forever. I love you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-271414082327298480?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/tao-japanese-cuisine-happy-anniversary.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">28</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-8030698993593130973</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 05:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T09:18:43.432+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Dinner</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last night I ate dinner with Keith at Pen Mutiara. Simple meal :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ452Iv_I/AAAAAAAAC7A/2m8fldTvEnU/s1600-h/dinner%20%281%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="dinner (1)" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="dinner (1)" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ5t2DaPI/AAAAAAAAC7E/rtqb-0tcho8/dinner%20%281%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Plain rice&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ6vFO5UI/AAAAAAAAC7I/zgSI_vbgi7k/s1600-h/dinner%20%282%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="dinner (2)" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="dinner (2)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ7ylZboI/AAAAAAAAC7M/V4IpP81-nds/dinner%20%282%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Limau Asam Boi &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ8_ussRI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/3x3pJcb67A4/s1600-h/dinner%20%283%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="dinner (3)" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="dinner (3)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ9midvJI/AAAAAAAAC7U/SFBzxJVINyc/dinner%20%283%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lady finger with prawn paste :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ-eYZzrI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/B5no7bhA3ZM/s1600-h/dinner%20%284%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="dinner (4)" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="dinner (4)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmJ_D2yhKI/AAAAAAAAC7c/8Nwmg3suHhw/dinner%20%284%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Deep fried squid &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmKAFqIYFI/AAAAAAAAC7g/f_Z5TfANFYw/s1600-h/dinner%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="dinner" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="dinner" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmKA4iIATI/AAAAAAAAC7k/DQi1uMEYlhU/dinner_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grilled sting ray &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-8030698993593130973?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-1172331405017946752</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T13:45:03.215+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Cousin’s Open House – Ex-YB Mansor</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I attended my cousin’s open house last Saturday :) Not in the mood to write though. Enjoy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHpQsRCxI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/3vsUoZ5p0Dg/s1600-h/YB%20%281%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB (1)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB (1)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHqEdYb1I/AAAAAAAAC6U/goO8fPvZ3ok/YB%20%281%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nasi Lemak Pandan with Sambal Sotong, chicken wing, boiled egg, cucumber and Sambal Bilis&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHrP2XDGI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/6gbMbcpTaWo/s1600-h/YB%20%282%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB (2)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB (2)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHrz6w_xI/AAAAAAAAC6c/nmOeOPhaCkA/YB%20%282%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;COCKtail&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHs3GpnsI/AAAAAAAAC6g/VhPZGEU1QCw/s1600-h/YB%20%283%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB (3)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB (3)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHujBCYSI/AAAAAAAAC6k/nuSiQi0ABX4/YB%20%283%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Birthday Girl&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHv3LTTHI/AAAAAAAAC6o/R3jMpb5X-Zg/s1600-h/YB%20%284%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB (4)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB (4)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmHxg8hPLI/AAAAAAAAC6s/5mIlZ_2Z_vc/YB%20%284%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmH0COBEGI/AAAAAAAAC6w/_nxQu7gxyYo/s1600-h/YB%20%285%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB (5)" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB (5)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmH1vXaRvI/AAAAAAAAC60/cbgm6-D75fo/YB%20%285%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmH2_pSGTI/AAAAAAAAC64/2VXcIRjQoZ0/s1600-h/YB%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="YB" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="YB" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmH3lJtYtI/AAAAAAAAC68/4pzNmSkYVVI/YB_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;My niece… LOL she wanted to blow the candle :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-1172331405017946752?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/cousins-open-house-ex-yb-mansor.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-7565084062233108823</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 05:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T13:18:13.170+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Western food @ Prangin Mall</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These were what we ate last Friday (2/10/2009) :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBYT7uYzI/AAAAAAAAC5o/ZjVWXq2329c/s1600-h/021020094137%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094137" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094137" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBZAMtW0I/AAAAAAAAC5s/SYDiTsY-I7U/021020094137_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBaoewL3I/AAAAAAAAC5w/0rdrwUoAQ4A/s1600-h/021020094140%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094140" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094140" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBbZk8-QI/AAAAAAAAC50/Cjp5rOP25PY/021020094140_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBcor0WiI/AAAAAAAAC54/Yf_CoVnUEus/s1600-h/021020094136%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094136" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094136" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBd03ZoBI/AAAAAAAAC58/Uu9ihioxG54/021020094136_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBfI8BQgI/AAAAAAAAC6A/dKWoF9n8-dY/s1600-h/021020094138%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094138" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094138" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBgeUJgUI/AAAAAAAAC6E/wEZzxFLjW4Y/021020094138_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBjk0_b1I/AAAAAAAAC6I/J4zZD-tPLBA/s1600-h/021020094139%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094139" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094139" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsmBk0O4eHI/AAAAAAAAC6M/0_U7UG32dH0/021020094139_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-7565084062233108823?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/western-food-prangin-mall.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-1351802573961903337</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 12:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T20:11:21.937+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><title>New Moon trailer</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I must finish reading Twilight as soon as possible so that I can watch the movie and read New Moon! Between Edward and Jacob who would you date? LOL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-1351802573961903337?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-moon-trailer.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">23</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-6754359279615786819</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T12:48:27.814+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Raya meeting</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I love Friday and I’ve been smiling the whole day :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had meeting just now with the administration staff regarding Raya Party. Craving for all kind of foods! :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWFy2XDnKI/AAAAAAAAC5I/CkYn32YdjTc/s1600-h/021020094135%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094135" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094135" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF0X2EACI/AAAAAAAAC5M/zIp-7KLqipc/021020094135_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF2I8dvdI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/oCjk5C22Es0/s1600-h/021020094130%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094130" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094130" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF3NPz4KI/AAAAAAAAC5U/sk0NYkngvGU/021020094130_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF4ozy6iI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/B-jUHPjnyEo/s1600-h/021020094132%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094132" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094132" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF5YrOh1I/AAAAAAAAC5c/F7k4NjNLCpc/021020094132_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF69Gf14I/AAAAAAAAC5g/-MdSTJAO4gc/s1600-h/021020094131%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="021020094131" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="021020094131" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsWF8Ie3oyI/AAAAAAAAC5k/e9InFfcb5A8/021020094131_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-6754359279615786819?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-meeting.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-3560349645423930831</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T11:42:17.724+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>Yummy!</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been eating a lot lately. Nothing much to talk about, just enjoy the pictures :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tzu Chi charity festival (27/9/2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV17rvGbZI/AAAAAAAAC2s/29TdP-GurMw/s1600-h/270920094105%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="270920094105" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="270920094105" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV18fEubUI/AAAAAAAAC2w/hxVu_x-QsY0/270920094105_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Veggie Sushi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV19_ejjdI/AAAAAAAAC20/rg9Wy_x83bc/s1600-h/270920094106%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="270920094106" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="270920094106" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV1-98pGfI/AAAAAAAAC24/ztE6fwsKyzg/270920094106_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fried rice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2AaGd-_I/AAAAAAAAC28/c1I-W_UtnEM/s1600-h/270920094107%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="270920094107" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="270920094107" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2BDPj83I/AAAAAAAAC3A/a3VvaJhht2w/270920094107_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nasi lemak&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raya Party PPN (28/9/2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2B-cC5eI/AAAAAAAAC3E/m4Ps7Y2JiUk/s1600-h/280920094108%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094108" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094108" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2CpJGIFI/AAAAAAAAC3I/GLZ_kPshy4E/280920094108_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Orange&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2EFxy0wI/AAAAAAAAC3M/qVYAgIGxqBc/s1600-h/280920094109%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094109" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094109" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2FRDOAaI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/IT5vWhRWS8o/280920094109_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Roshadah, Zana and Faizah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2HIGkLII/AAAAAAAAC3U/jLOLRjAP7Aw/s1600-h/280920094110%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094110" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094110" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2IaN28JI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/9sAbNnytE_g/280920094110_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG… so much?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2K350ZVI/AAAAAAAAC3c/dkJlhpQfLoA/s1600-h/280920094111%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094111" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094111" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2L-l2fCI/AAAAAAAAC3g/EX_EAQAV0Lc/280920094111_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL, sleepy eh?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2NK5C3DI/AAAAAAAAC3k/e8fxc7cJmC8/s1600-h/280920094112%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094112" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094112" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2N4Gt7mI/AAAAAAAAC3o/mSBSjME1di4/280920094112_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Curry mee &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2PByl0jI/AAAAAAAAC3s/8FX1uX3FfCg/s1600-h/280920094114%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094114" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094114" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2QBItSYI/AAAAAAAAC3w/kMkolO8pdZM/280920094114_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lime with Asam Boi drink&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2RSqBgjI/AAAAAAAAC30/_5td60AiLpA/s1600-h/280920094115%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094115" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094115" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2SywkBUI/AAAAAAAAC34/FI2mltm6ifM/280920094115_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Zakaria and Firdaus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2UUgxHHI/AAAAAAAAC38/K_9fDiI2jvY/s1600-h/280920094116%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094116" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094116" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2VOZAEUI/AAAAAAAAC4A/nSL4xcJLOIk/280920094116_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Saiful and Hilmee&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2WoV4wPI/AAAAAAAAC4I/dGDqdv3PX9I/s1600-h/280920094117%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094117" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094117" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2Xfp2y-I/AAAAAAAAC4M/Y5G2hFB8nw0/280920094117_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cake&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2YUuphvI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/JUl-iXDJxtM/s1600-h/280920094118%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094118" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094118" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2aLYurdI/AAAAAAAAC4U/aZgeEzddi7M/280920094118_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lemang and Rendang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2bDkhhrI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/m5LIWUUZmvA/s1600-h/280920094119%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094119" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094119" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2b0LRg4I/AAAAAAAAC4c/mIvy5KsMCrQ/280920094119_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Laksa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2dI52CXI/AAAAAAAAC4g/qPEVd4aMinQ/s1600-h/280920094121%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094121" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094121" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2d_IUz1I/AAAAAAAAC4k/IDdd7sTV6-Q/280920094121_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Delicious?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2fG8U58I/AAAAAAAAC4o/N7vWtagSr4M/s1600-h/280920094122%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094122" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094122" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2fxpLe_I/AAAAAAAAC4s/fkw8ouJP2-0/280920094122_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Khushairi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2g1DDatI/AAAAAAAAC4w/-HCNQBkYcAk/s1600-h/280920094123%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094123" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094123" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2hiQdSuI/AAAAAAAAC40/3mFWQq5P17U/280920094123_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fazil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2jG0d0OI/AAAAAAAAC44/0z8s5i7v8cs/s1600-h/280920094124%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094124" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094124" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2kDFIW6I/AAAAAAAAC48/JfYztl1_CLQ/280920094124_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Khairul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2lKs8_tI/AAAAAAAAC5A/kUE-dgaRUMM/s1600-h/280920094125%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="280920094125" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="280920094125" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsV2l2Ih87I/AAAAAAAAC5E/NptgILOWy2c/280920094125_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kamaruzaman and Amir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-3560349645423930831?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/10/yummy.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-1419050060162790557</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 06:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T14:23:08.663+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><title>I got a feeling.</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN6V2_RHnac&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN6V2_RHnac&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;One word: OMG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-1419050060162790557?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-feeling.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">30</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-2903910914904231322</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T11:09:44.905+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book</category><title>Megumi</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsLL8qdsjYI/AAAAAAAAC2k/JKemvnKS7-E/s1600-h/manga%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="manga" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="350" alt="manga" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SsLL91-VDqI/AAAAAAAAC2o/wjcxR6mi_Y8/manga_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This book is about abduction that happened to Megumi Yokota a 13 years old girl who lived in Japan. The North Korean kidnapped her in 1977.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s a heartbreaking story to read about how her parent cope with it and fight for justice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Read the full story &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Megumi_Yokota"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-2903910914904231322?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/megumi.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-1951484849596892168</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T13:51:21.381+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>If you can’t get up…</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4uG2kSdd-4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4uG2kSdd-4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Learn anything from this video? :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-1951484849596892168?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-cant-get-up.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-7594928004256713968</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-26T21:06:56.736+08:00</atom:updated><title>I Love You</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt; My phone beeped. It was a MMS. When I opened it… I got this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Sr4R55wfDPI/AAAAAAAAC2c/93w0tN6t-A0/s1600-h/Image026%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Image026" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="294" alt="Image026" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/Sr4R71KM-YI/AAAAAAAAC2g/AL-Kmpgr5xU/Image026_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thanks dear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-7594928004256713968?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">33</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-4200848020334573533</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T08:55:05.275+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Munir, unconscious [part 3]</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrsSJ_cEhHI/AAAAAAAAC2U/UAhzuAoOiCU/s1600-h/10721_1049428055238_1811841643_100608_4742548_n%5B21%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="10721_1049428055238_1811841643_100608_4742548_n" style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" alt="10721_1049428055238_1811841643_100608_4742548_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrsSLLkH31I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/VeqooXi2dz8/10721_1049428055238_1811841643_100608_4742548_n_thumb%5B19%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="339" width="497" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousins! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Front from left: Amalina, Munir, Nabil, Farid, Hidayah, Fatin, Nini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Middle from left: Faisal, Ayu, Miza, Wahidah with Naim, Zawani, Nurul, Fauzan, Fazli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last from left: Firdau, Zuwairi, Fahmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;While I was at the graveyard listening to those religious peoples praying for Munir, my mind was flying away. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;10 years ago…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Nice watch” a simple compliment from Munir.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Er, yea” was my reply.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Can you buy one for me? I never wear watch” his voice was persuasive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“I will buy for you and give one to you next time ok?” my reply was convincing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;He smiled showing me his light yellowish teeth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I never buy him any watch even cheap one that I could buy at night market. Even though I wasn’t serious but somehow I feel that it was a promise. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Adik Long, let’s go” my elder cousin touched my shoulder which make me awake from my dreaming. “… God loves him and it’s the best for him” he persuaded.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Hmmph…” I sighed. I looked at his tombstone before I walked heading to my car.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I still remember how happy he was when he came to my house during Eid last year. How he looks like when he was in coma too. “Memory remains and never ends”. I agree and it’s very true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;He got involve in accident where he rode a motorcycle and hit a car somewhere in Perai on his way back from work (in factory) to his house in Guar Perahu, Bukit Mertajam. He got his salary on that day and called up his family told them not to buy any food for breaking the fast. He wanted to treat them grilled seafood somewhere which he never mention. His family was waiting for him when this incident happened. It was around 6pm on Wednesday. He was in coma for 8 days which 2 days ago he showed a very positive reaction. He moved his hands and legs whenever we asked him to raise them. Everybody was happy. I mean, very happy. But then, it happened fast too and in a blink he passed away. He was 19 years old and his birth date is on 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; November 1989. I still remember I smiled when I saw his last 4 number in his identification card is same like me – 5199. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was fourth day of Eid, my sister Nurul called me around 1:50pm told me that Munir’s eldest sister Miza called telling her that Munir was critical. I was at Hussain Nasi Kandar with Zakaria Awang -- my colleague, stuffing ourselves lunch. It was raining when we rode motorcycle to the office. I packed my things and drove to KOMTAR to fetch Nurul. But when I reached KOMTAR, Nurul told me he’s gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;May he rest in peace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let us say a little prayer for him doesn’t matter what religion you believe in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Munir, 3/11/1989 – 23/9/2009 (died at 2pm at General Hospital, Penang).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-4200848020334573533?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/munir-unconscious-part-3.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">47</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-4424934208877213986</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T18:30:27.246+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event</category><title>Happy Eid Mubarak</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrSR8aQ85yI/AAAAAAAAC2M/KmirLpKviPk/s1600-h/190920094047%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="190920094047" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="419" alt="190920094047" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrSR_qSkW2I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/Z6jNY_Fv318/190920094047_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;To all readers here doesn’t matter you are Muslim, Buddhist, Hindu or Christian; doesn’t matter you are Malay, Chinese or Indian, I wish you Happy Eid Mubarak. May this celebration will tighten our bond and create a harmony life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;If there is any wrongdoing or verbal and written fault, please forgive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Note&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Tomorrow is my blog’s 2nd anniversary :) Happy Anniversary to Life is too short to be ordinary! (in one breath).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-4424934208877213986?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-eid-mubarak.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">26</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-2443276706900125728</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 12:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T20:41:47.088+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>turn signal light</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrOAA5QF8vI/AAAAAAAAC2E/w-5skZgdzw4/s1600-h/qfnm-1044646-1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="qfnm-1044646-1" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="qfnm-1044646-1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrOACjmrMiI/AAAAAAAAC2I/3dyAUCR5OXs/qfnm-1044646-1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;While driving to work this morning, I thought about Munir. I kept praying that he will survive and strong going through this. I just want him to keep trying and never give up. At the same time, something happen that caught my attention.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was at a junction near my house. A car came and it was quite fast. I was very late and thought that he would just go straight but no, he turned to the junction that I was waiting, giving him way. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was so mad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;He didn’t use his turn signal light at all. If you don’t use it, why bother put it on your car or wasting your money buying it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Is this only Malaysian’s behavior? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-2443276706900125728?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/turn-signal-light.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">25</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-2429593452873416052</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 08:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T21:17:03.978+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Munir, unconscious [part 2]</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrH3K0tzkMI/AAAAAAAAC18/dJso0W1LuF0/s1600-h/170920094044%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="170920094044" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="316" alt="170920094044" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrH3Llsu_WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/5k4ruip1bnw/170920094044_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I visited him during lunch break and the comment given by the nurse:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“He is still unconscious and the blood pressure is not stable, keep praying”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I looked at my watch it was 1.30pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: I wore the white cotton cloth given by the nurse; I prefer the one that the doctor was wearing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-2429593452873416052?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/munir-unconscious-part-2.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">30</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-4453299925286860391</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 02:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T16:52:14.925+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Munir, unconscious [part 1]</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After went to Bukit Jambul Complex buying Levi’s for &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; and window shopping for &lt;em&gt;dear’s&lt;/em&gt; proper clothes to be wore on Eid Mubarak, we went home. On the way home, we stopped to buy burger. I ordered my favorite &lt;em&gt;Oblong&lt;/em&gt; burger with black pepper sauce.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Beep!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My cell phone beeped while I was waiting for burger. I read the SMS:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Abang, Munir involves with bad accident and ambulance is taking him to Penang Hospital and they said the condition is just 50/50. He rode motorbike and another party drove a car”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was very shock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now he is still in the hospital unconscious. Let’s pray for him :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-4453299925286860391?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/munir-unconscious.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-51108128613779947</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T10:17:37.094+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><title>sahur</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thanks dear for the simple and delicious meal for my &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrBKukd9c3I/AAAAAAAAC10/O4sH8t0RTdc/s1600-h/1209200940214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="120920094021" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="307" alt="120920094021" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2rR1UDuaJLM/SrBKwP6iadI/AAAAAAAAC14/zdzqH5j4J44/120920094021_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hot Ramen with Park Choy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-51108128613779947?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/sahur.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">23</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-8649626867004633905</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T21:37:25.849+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag</category><title>Meme: Save Yvonne's Sight</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve been tagged by &lt;a href="http://archiveoftime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr Sam&lt;/a&gt; (you must click on the link given as he is one of the drop dead gorgeous and famous guys in blogosphere!) with a very special meme. Why I say it’s a special meme? Because this meme is about:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbaJl16c3VI/SqtmaiE_EJI/AAAAAAAABcM/_Cn1lOReF7k/s1600-h/yvonne+from+marie+claire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbaJl16c3VI/SqtmaiE_EJI/AAAAAAAABcM/_Cn1lOReF7k/s320/yvonne+from+marie+claire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yvonnefoong.com/"&gt;Yvonne Foong&lt;/a&gt;, 22, has neurofibromatosis type II, which has severely affected her sight and hearing due to tumors in the brain and spine. She is scheduled for an operation between 1 and 4 December 2009. The cost of surgery is USD44,000 or RM154,770, and the cost of staying in hospital for two weeks is USD915 or RM3219.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbaJl16c3VI/SqtmhvnB1EI/AAAAAAAABcU/hfpAboTtW00/s1600-h/my-story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbaJl16c3VI/SqtmhvnB1EI/AAAAAAAABcU/hfpAboTtW00/s320/my-story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;She has raised about RM10,000 of this and is hoping to raise the rest by republishing her book I'm Not Sick; I'm Just a Bit Unwell in English and Chinese. The books are now available in Malaysian bookshops and from &lt;a href="http://www.yvonnefoong.com/store"&gt;her web site store&lt;/a&gt;. She is also selling T-shirts at bazaars and via her web site store. You can read about her surgery and donate to her fund &lt;a href="http://www.yvonnefoong.com/donate"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;You can also help by sending on this meme. If you do, please follow these meme rules:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. Create a blog entry titled &amp;quot;Meme: Save Yvonne's Sight&amp;quot;      &lt;br /&gt;2. List three things you love to see. Add in the picture of Yvonne's book cover. The URL is http://www.yvonnefoong.com/images/banner/my-story.jpg       &lt;br /&gt;3. End with the line, &amp;quot;Yvonne Foong is in danger of losing her eyesight thanks to neurofibromatosis (NF). Please find out how you can help her by visiting her blog at http://www.yvonnefoong.com.       &lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 blog friends. Be sure to copy the rules, OK?       &lt;br /&gt;5. If you have a Facebook account, please check out Ellen's new invention, a &amp;quot;feme&amp;quot; pronounced FEEM, a meme designed for Facebook here. And if you want to blog about NF, that would be great too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3 things I love to see:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;World with no pollution&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;No smokers in the world&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Road ethics obeyed&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bloggers I'm tagging are:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://azimashaary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zamatglance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zamspotte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ginny-uninterrupted.blogspot.com/"&gt;Max J. Potter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://foongpc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Foong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tekkaus.com/"&gt;Tekkaus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Yvonne Foong is in danger of losing her eyesight thanks to neurofibromatosis (NF). Please find out how you can help her by visiting her blog at http://www.yvonnefoong.com.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;In fact if anyone else out there would like to meme or feme this - please feel free.    &lt;br /&gt;LET'S DO WHATEVER WE CAN TO HELP YVONNE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;: This meme is a good one and I do it as soon as possible after my fast-breaking session with family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-8649626867004633905?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/meme-save-yvonne-sight.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbaJl16c3VI/SqtmaiE_EJI/AAAAAAAABcM/_Cn1lOReF7k/s72-c/yvonne+from+marie+claire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19737501.post-7359923504905867426</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 01:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T09:03:27.186+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music monday</category><title>the lion sleeps tonight</title><description>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZXUkQ4vrUM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZXUkQ4vrUM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ladyjava.org/2008/09/music-monday-just-take-my-heart-when.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/LJMisc/MM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Come join Music Monday and share your songs with us. One simple rule, leave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; the actual post link here. You can grab this code at &lt;a href="http://ladyjava.javaura.com/"&gt;LJL&lt;/a&gt; Please note these links are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;STRICTLY&lt;/span&gt; for Music Monday participants only. All others will be deleted without prejudice.    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.mcklinky.com/linky_include_basic.asp?id=5544" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;PS: Because of spamming purposes, the linky will be closed on Thursday of each week at midnight, Malaysian Time. Thank you!    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19737501-7359923504905867426?l=faisaladmar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://faisaladmar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lion-sleeps-tonight.html</link><author>chanija@yahoo.com (Faisal Admar)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">23</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
