<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:06:15.723-08:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.align.left.gif'/><title type='text'>Serendipitous chronicles of a boy..</title><subtitle type='html'>For when you're bored and in need of a read..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4211674791865996427</id><published>2009-05-23T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:42:54.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years gone in a flash..</title><content type='html'>I just finished all my exams last friday and what a relief it was. Hopefully all went well-ish and I can now look forward to spending my summer and graduation (and obviously balik brunei!!). Right, one of my friends who (or is it whom?) ive known for quite a while asked me today if i knew what shin splints were. me, being a future sports therapist, told him that of course i would know what it was! and i gave him the same professional advice as i did to one of my other friends: tangas pakai kayu tongkat ali (cali kau ani eh! wow! kau tah yang paling cali di dunia Dib! syabas!) ANYWAYS, lameness aside I recommend him to wear shoes with better support (his provided as much support as a sports bra made of tissue paper would) and refrain from running for a while, and maintain fitness through other means (swim, cycle, wii). cant give much else info really (sof contact ku mun mau detail lagi, jangan ko tanya cemana buang angin sudah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now im in my living room home alone and watching united taking on hull. its a wonderful day outside and we may even have a barbecue later! its good just to stay in tho, im just chilling and having a nice smoke on the shisha as well. im just surprised that the stupid firealarm is actually not sounding at all.. giving me the benefit of the doubt perhaps. I can just imagine the thing thinking " blimey! whats that smell?! One ofthe lads must have let one rip.." I hate the bloody thing, i put an ocean crumble in the oven and it bleeps like bloody murder!! its a good thing its just shisha, if its a proper fire in the middle of the night and it doesnt sound, we'd all probably be cooked medium rare before we realise anything has gone wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im going back to my football. ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4211674791865996427?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4211674791865996427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4211674791865996427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4211674791865996427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4211674791865996427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-years-gone-in-flash.html' title='Three years gone in a flash..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-6752652189010031568</id><published>2009-03-12T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:49:45.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Haven in unfamiliarity...</title><content type='html'>Last post was waAay back in 2008.. And the more attentive of you would realise that just about everything has changed about this blog. (I apologise for the crap template, but i could just NOT be bovvered to look for a better fitting one, but hey the photo of me looks quite good, no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, quick heads up: I wont be "advertising" this blog on my msn like I used to (not that im on msn often anyways these days) especially since i dont and wont update it regularly. And i'll pretty much just use this blog to let some stuff out of my head once in a while, like an online journal you may say. please dont use the word "diary".. that would make me sound quite gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couple of months have been quite eventful. Laptop got stolen in february, thank goodness work was saved on good old paper. Un-fucking-fortunately, everything ive collected since my first year (pics, music, and so on and so forth) are gone with  the wind. may the thief contract gonnorhoea.. you deserve it you twat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, ive got an extension for my dissertation because my laptop was nicked (i still wish you get gonnorhoea, you sod!) which should mean my calendar wont be too congested and ive been going on work placement at this sports therapy clinic. loadsa standing and observing but it is good fun! (Does shock you when a 40 sumthing lady strips down to just a bra and a g-string in front of you.. and when you havent even gone to postural assessment yet...) My oh my, the brain (and especially the eyes) was soo not ready for all that loose skin.. And for the lads thinking "that aint half bad mate!!", think about it, would I complain if it was a good looking 40 sumthing? Heck no!! Im a dude after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else happened today? Oh!! For the first time in my life (if i am not mistaken) I said something bad to a guy in a language that he does not comprehend, right in his face! It was done as a joke, but it just felt wrd and i felt so LOW!!! The exact words used were merely "Minta daup?!?!" and I taught my mate its proper english meaning: "to threat someone &lt;s&gt;provocatively&lt;/s&gt; provokingly with a backhand across the face")  It then became word of the day with one tall, englishman saying "Meenta dawp?" quite a few times in the next seminar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, blogging done for the night! Amazing what you can do just to get out of doing work.. And since its 15mins to midnight, i shall now go brush my teeth and try to get some sleep (after massaging for two hours straight, it is much deserved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://baby.lovetoknow.com/wiki/images/Baby/thumb/1/1a/Newborn_sleep.jpg/300px-Newborn_sleep.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://stanford.wellsphere.com/wellpage/kids-sleeping-problems&amp;amp;usg=__GlPJOcmyGswNANXU870jNIjojjU=&amp;amp;h=384&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=19&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=7&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=BpJkBTF4VWMHjM:&amp;amp;tbnh=123&amp;amp;tbnw=96&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsleep%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-GB:official%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid ;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:BpJkBTF4VWMHjM:http://baby.lovetoknow.com/wiki/images/Baby/thumb/1/1a/Newborn_sleep.jpg/300px-Newborn_sleep.jpg" width="96" height="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-6752652189010031568?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/6752652189010031568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=6752652189010031568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/6752652189010031568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/6752652189010031568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2009/03/haven-in-unfamiliarity.html' title='A Haven in unfamiliarity...'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-292643082352137738</id><published>2008-05-18T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T05:17:09.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life after Exams:Overrated..</title><content type='html'>Good morning everybody! As the title suggests, I have finished my exams and got nothing to do.. (Well, that is only half true. Gots stuff to do but kinda malas to do them..) But in all honesty, I am just bumming around in the house, which I now have all to myself since my housemates semua sudah balik kampung. Oh, this post wont be about Berlin (but I can say its just around the corner, so wait for it!). Right, i finished my papers last friday and since then, keraja saya makan, minum serta tidur.. And the weather was quite buntu so i didnt bother to go out jua (was raining, windy and cold!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell some stories about this year's exam experience. I just had three exam papers this year (will have just two papers in my third year). And everytime I tell people that I have just three papers, the common responses i get are "Ugh, I hate you!" or "Sasak ku mendangar eh!!" Yes, when people say "I'm happy if you're happy." they are lying! Haha.. I was surprised i didnt get hate mail to my house.. Buka sampul, ada card that says "Three Eff-in papers?? I hate you!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first paper, I was quite nervous for some reason (aku rasa sebab inda biasa with exam conditions). And after the usual announcements were made ".. you are not allowed to smoke.." (SIAPA KAN BESIGUP TIME EXAM AH??) we got to writing and i calmed down a bit (the lecturer was nice enough to set a question that we went through in detail in the revision class four days before..) In my three hour paper, things understandably get boring for the invigilators. Arah kami kana sediakan air minum for the candidates so all you have to do is minta and kana bawakan tu straight to your table (macam Mamih jua lah. SIASIAPUN!) Halfway through the paper, karing leher abis peramba so minta tah ku air. ISKI WAH THE INVIGILATOR ada something for her to do!! And when the lady brought the water over, she put the cup down on my table and kaciuman semerbak wanginya perfume nya!! It was so nice! Mun ikutkan hati, balik balik ku minta air arahnya.. Mun urang lain bawakan, i'll say "Uhh, no no. Not you please. Can the nice smelling lady get my water? Yeah, her. You just put that back or drink it yourself, aite? Hey, maybe tomorrow you use perfume and provide for my rehydrational needs if its not too much to ask. Nice turtleneck tho."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice that we get water provided during the exams. Nda payah susah susah bawa sendiri.. Well, nda pulang susah susah, just fill bottle and bawa.. Sebenarnya botol ku Dora the explorer wah, iatah malu kan ku bawa.. If only dapat bebata indo mie masuk exam hall ah.. Happy saya tu.. Anyways, after my last paper. Everyone was understandably happy and I left for home straight away. I saw this lady bersigup and kajar kajar kesajukan outside the building (it wasnt that cold, i was just wearing a tshirt!) And ia atu berjacket sudah tu.. Iatah, bersigup lagi nah. And going joggin or choosing low fat mayo once in a while wouldnt kill, you know.. (Seriously, sini its a disease!!) Time ku balik atu, it was drizzling but very very lightly that the water was in aerosol form, almost like it was sprayed into the air.. Macam mun urang sneeze in front of you without covering their mouth, but it was slightly more pleasant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFdpj8iDOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9Hgp1uxiLEw/s1600-h/_39999578_sneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFdpj8iDOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9Hgp1uxiLEw/s400/_39999578_sneeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202042013194783970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Macam ani lah lebih kurang experience nya, but without the sweaty man with the covered eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So masa ani keraja ku menalor lah d rumah, wanted to watch a movie on my laptop the other day, so i decided to muat turun dari laman web. Was gonna type the name of the movie yang kan ku download, cudnt think of any!! Oh well, nanti tah ku try lagi (siapa ada title of good movies to watch, PLEASE tell me!!) Some of my other activities include playing football sorang sorang di cage arah Skinner Street and cari kelayi sama pigeon: My neighbour ada birdfeeder so banyak burung hinggap arah that birdfeed and on our pagar. If luan overcrowded rasaku, I slam my window shut so that the pigeons are startled and all but the bravest (or deafest) birds stay and continue lepak and makan.. and then happy tah rasa ku.. Yes, I am THAT kesian masa ani.. Will appreciate if readers just keep this between ourselves ;p&lt;/span&gt; In my defence, the birds yang hinggap on the fence will face the birdfeed and the parts that dont face the birdfeed release unpleasant stuff into our garden.. inda kan ia sibuk sibuk turn around, poop, then turn around balik, nda ja? nama nya burung, nda skulah.. come to think about it, skulah kali bah coz ia tau NOT to beria in the garden of the lady who feeds them, but to poop arah the house of the dude who bothers them and scares them when they eat and hang out innocently.. come to think about it, im surprised they dont fly to my window, leave a "thank you" gift and fly back off.. If only burung ada middle finger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFoDD8iDRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/UpZl8CtOjtw/s1600-h/serang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFoDD8iDRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/UpZl8CtOjtw/s400/serang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053446397725970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got waAay too much time on my hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got couple more stuff to blog about sebenarnya yang inda related to berlin and exams. But i try to keep this post short-ish. Oh, aku makan di Wagamama sama Si Yus and Si Mas (yes, nama dorang andang ada "Si" in front) few months back, and i got bored while waiting for the food so ku pinjam pen si Mas and tulis my name in jawi on the menu. This came out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFh1j8iDPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f1z_3hNAHhw/s1600-h/12122007243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFh1j8iDPI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f1z_3hNAHhw/s400/12122007243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202046617399725298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang ganjil nah? Those yang inda buta huruf in jawi will realise that the above arrangement of letters will read "Adbi" (or those yand pikir ia pandai baca tapi banar banarnya nda berapa skill might read it as "Adabi"..)  Daym.. Ironically, that was written not long after ku cakap arah Si Yus- "Aku always mau namaku kana eja properly and in full." Kurang asam... But aku pandai tulis jawi bah biasanya! And Im sure i still do.. What happened was an honest mistake! Banar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFjtj8iDQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0kvUBjxEJR8/s1600-h/bayswater+denial+surgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFjtj8iDQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0kvUBjxEJR8/s400/bayswater+denial+surgery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202048678984027394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yes Dibs, honest mistake.. Riiiight.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, talking about names, I would like to greet the following person a happy belated birthday.. "walaupun dirimu tak ku kenali, tetapi lobang hidungmu tetap menjadi FOOjaan hatiku.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFoxT8iDSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9aYxq8ctjS4/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFoxT8iDSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9aYxq8ctjS4/s400/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202054240966675746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe one of the parents suka banar kan marvel superheroes.. Syazwi, if you are reading this, I know you are a big Superman and Batman fan but please, PLEASE dont do this to any of your children. Sayangilah mereka.. (Especially not the first one since the first selalu subject to experiments by the parents..) Tantu pulang ko bagi nama Adbi kah.. Adib kah..&lt;/span&gt; heheh ;p But mun anak ani kawin or naik haji cali ni.. "Saya Haji Batman, terima Dayangku NorFulanah.." Oh, id like to point out nada segment "Totally Unrelated" in this post cost banyak stuff yang nda related in it anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, id also like to mention yang masa exam aku kekurangan tidur coz aku revise till akhir malam and bangun awal to continue lagi. One night I slept at three and woke seven ish.. Baik jua inda terjejas prestasi peperiksaan saya.. But one of my friends told me that i did have some funky eyebags going on.. Well, fortunately, I found a solution to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFqez8iDTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7unYau6tL1A/s1600-h/eye+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFqez8iDTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7unYau6tL1A/s400/eye+cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202056122162351410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This thing must be really good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, thats all that i have for now.. Will have some more stories and pictures up by this weekend insya allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum, and thanks for dropping by. Tanpa kamu, siapalah aku.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, i changed my display pic coz controversial apparently.. Its just an ice lolly bah!! &gt;:p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-292643082352137738?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/292643082352137738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=292643082352137738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/292643082352137738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/292643082352137738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-after-examsoverrated.html' title='Life after Exams:Overrated..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SDFdpj8iDOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9Hgp1uxiLEw/s72-c/_39999578_sneeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-7139215940660440308</id><published>2008-05-08T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:32:28.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berlin ist Super-awesome~! (Part one)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! Ohmigod its been such a long time! An alternative title for this post would be "overdue menstrual cycle" (siapa nda tau kenapa, tanya si Rabz). But yeah, aku atu kiranya kan pencen wah dari blogging ani. Inda tercari masa kan duduk dapan laptop and bekurapak arah skrin ah. But anyways, this post will be an intro to the great GREAT time I had d Jarman amnya dan Berlin khususnya. Shout out to Ali, Rabz (i mentioned u second coz u kata ud rindu Ali rather than me &gt;:p he's in canterbury for crying out loud! haha nothing personal), Imah, Huda and especially Uncle Ali, Auntie Noriah and Kaka Haslin!! (Who has been the brilliant brilliant company/hostess for the whole trip, kami sayang kaka! Tanpa kaka siapa lah kami!) Anyways, this post will be a short, and mainly pictorial intro to the trip.. Pics used are from the first day we were in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, we arrived early morning (4am i think) at Luton airport. The morning at the airport started with us sleeping at the benches there (Si Imah gambar aku tidur!! Mun ku tau ku gambar ia tidur LANGAP LANGAP dalam kerita.) But nda apa, sabar saja kan.. pakal saja senyuman mu menawan hati.. Haha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLCuNhPy9I/AAAAAAAAASk/Bzm7bnVTJ2Q/s1600-h/130420081262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLCuNhPy9I/AAAAAAAAASk/Bzm7bnVTJ2Q/s400/130420081262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197931019097852882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wardrobe malfunction started the day off pretty well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLcgNhPy-I/AAAAAAAAASs/ioZyEAWHOuE/s1600-h/130420081263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLcgNhPy-I/AAAAAAAAASs/ioZyEAWHOuE/s400/130420081263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197959365882006498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were also cases of men doing not so manly things (guys got to moisturise too!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLc6NhPy_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/s7fYtlGavqQ/s1600-h/130420081264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLc6NhPy_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/s7fYtlGavqQ/s400/130420081264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197959812558605298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gila laju eh tangan si Ali pakai losyen ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, sampat lagi begambar wah dalam airport ah. Sorang sorang kelaparan. Maklumlah, easyjet KARIT nada makanan. (At this point id like to point out si Ali masak pasta and i had it di Brunei hall. Was quite good! Thanks bro!) When we arrived at Berlin Schoenefeld, the weather was quite warm and we were greeted by Danny, who also drove us to the residence of our host, Uncle Ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLe1NhPzBI/AAAAAAAAATE/ilhFLqc5Yd0/s1600-h/130420081266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLe1NhPzBI/AAAAAAAAATE/ilhFLqc5Yd0/s400/130420081266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197961925682514962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunny day and kana tagur coz aku begambar arah airfield time baru landing tadi.. Nda sampai lima minit, buat pasal tia udah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lapas samapai d rumah uncle Ali, we were shown to our rooms, and guys and girls had separate rooms and showers. Just to point out, there was one day where i had four showers (yes, the shower was THAT good!!) We wanted to head out somewhere that day jua so we went to visit Sanssouci palace. Lawa tempatnya nyanta!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgNthPzCI/AAAAAAAAATM/G2zoYd5jJAk/s1600-h/130420081289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgNthPzCI/AAAAAAAAATM/G2zoYd5jJAk/s400/130420081289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197963446100937762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left to right: Rabz, Ali, Yang di muliakan Muhammad Adib Hashim, Doktor Kaka Haslin Ali dan Huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgidhPzDI/AAAAAAAAATU/k2w99q-RTiU/s1600-h/130420081291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgidhPzDI/AAAAAAAAATU/k2w99q-RTiU/s400/130420081291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197963802583223346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kuning coz national colour abisdorang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgy9hPzEI/AAAAAAAAATc/pIdW3AwOXEg/s1600-h/130420081295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLgy9hPzEI/AAAAAAAAATc/pIdW3AwOXEg/s400/130420081295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197964086051064898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Introducing the aforementioned Imah, note the smile.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLi8NhPzFI/AAAAAAAAATk/sTIieO0-yPM/s1600-h/130420081296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLi8NhPzFI/AAAAAAAAATk/sTIieO0-yPM/s400/130420081296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197966443988110418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lawa sarung tangan saya? (Glove pinjam..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLjJdhPzGI/AAAAAAAAATs/P98LbBRhemU/s1600-h/130420081311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLjJdhPzGI/AAAAAAAAATs/P98LbBRhemU/s400/130420081311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197966671621377122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the weather got warm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLjadhPzHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KQGdGFKx46g/s1600-h/130420081312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLjadhPzHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KQGdGFKx46g/s400/130420081312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197966963679153266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meanwhile, the naked statues did their thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLkHNhPzII/AAAAAAAAAT8/wzmyjFU33fQ/s1600-h/130420081313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLkHNhPzII/AAAAAAAAAT8/wzmyjFU33fQ/s400/130420081313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197967732478299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...and Ali did his..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLk5NhPzJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qb0nten4Xv4/s1600-h/130420081314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLk5NhPzJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qb0nten4Xv4/s400/130420081314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197968591471758482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh, love was in the air.. (Smelt an awful lot like the diesel fumes from my Kia Carens..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLlVdhPzKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/qbtQv_c01Qk/s1600-h/130420081315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLlVdhPzKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/qbtQv_c01Qk/s400/130420081315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197969076803062946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..but all jokes aside, this was a beautiful place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLmy9hPzLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6qRIFdxgx-4/s1600-h/130420081318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLmy9hPzLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6qRIFdxgx-4/s400/130420081318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197970683120831666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excessive amounts of nudity aside, this was a beautiful place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLncdhPzMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-sPxCWLyVGk/s1600-h/IMG_2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLncdhPzMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-sPxCWLyVGk/s400/IMG_2514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197971396085402818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...I mean, just look at it.. Tak lawa ke tu?? (click to see larger image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLn2NhPzNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Tj-MrDzFdGI/s1600-h/130420081319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLn2NhPzNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Tj-MrDzFdGI/s400/130420081319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197971838467034322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...Ada beautiful people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLomNhPzOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/msDH_ZRw5zI/s1600-h/130420081326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLomNhPzOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/msDH_ZRw5zI/s400/130420081326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197972663100755170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its even got an awesome windmill!! (not that awesome banarnya, didnt move an inch while we were there. Verily, it was the most passive windmill ive ever seen..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLpjdhPzPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MMxvO4veTFE/s1600-h/130420081328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLpjdhPzPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MMxvO4veTFE/s400/130420081328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197973715367742706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We taught Rabz a lesson in being discreet once in a while, tapi macam nda berapa berhasil&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a tiring day but it was a magnificent start to the trip! Lapas abis di Sanssouci (pronounced sand sushi) we went home and got ready to have dinner with Uncle Ali and family at this turkish restaurant.. The food was the bomb!! Me and Ali oredered this meal that concisted of two strips of kofte with rice. Dalam gambar on menu damit saja.. In real life, basar hantap!! Terpedaya kami.. And sambalnya padas! Kalah sambal nasi katok ku! Those who know me will not be surprised that i was sweating buckets due to the padasness.. Tapi nyaman.. I really struggled to finish the meal coz BANYAK!! but since si Ali finished the food, pressure ku jua kan menghabiskan, kira terpaksalah untuk jaga water face.... Ilang tia macho kan mun order basar tapi inda abis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLrT9hPzQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rQ5ER0-wTog/s1600-h/130420081331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLrT9hPzQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rQ5ER0-wTog/s400/130420081331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197975648103025922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suasana meriah di restoran Turki.. (far left is Uncle Ali and wife, Auntie Noriah. From far right: Normal Ali, Imah, Huda, Rabz, Kaka Haslin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FIrst day udah siuk wah d Berlin ah, expect better stories in the next part!! Last but not least, here is gambar ku tidur d Luton airport (Si Imah tu gambar... Ingat Imah, doa orang teraniaya mudah di makbulkan.. heheh ;p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLtZdhPzRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ezC54IAQyKw/s1600-h/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLtZdhPzRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ezC54IAQyKw/s400/IMG_2400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197977941615562002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baik jua nada cecair mengalir atau terjadinya langap langap.. Manage to sleep in public with dignity fully intact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And one more thing before I sign off, id like to do someting that has become sort of a tradition with my last few posts (altho im sure payah kamu kan ingat coz nda jua malar banar aku blogging aia kan..) Thats right, its time for something thats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLuEthPzSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Iz65odtPajU/s1600-h/totally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLuEthPzSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Iz65odtPajU/s400/totally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197978684644904226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys know i got this sweet tooth, right ? (Well, if kamu inda tau, im telling you now) I just love chocs (white, please) and ice cream and I take it for granted that I, as a male species, am eligible to enjoy whatever confectionery i wish.. Until i found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLuvthPzTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZPe5kdkRmwU/s1600-h/180420081673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLuvthPzTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZPe5kdkRmwU/s400/180420081673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197979423379279154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men's chocolate?? All this while I thought chocolate was unisexual!! I also found another thing that was peculiarly made for men in Berlin (and its even more controversial than this.. BELIEVE ME..)  Wait for it (dalam dua bulan kah.. kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah thats it for now.. Until next time, take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry it took me way too long!! But atleast ada kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serendipitous Chronicles of a Boy..&lt;br /&gt;"For when you're bored and in need of a read.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-7139215940660440308?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/7139215940660440308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=7139215940660440308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7139215940660440308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7139215940660440308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2008/05/berlin-ist-super-awesome-part-one.html' title='Berlin ist Super-awesome~! (Part one)'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/SCLCuNhPy9I/AAAAAAAAASk/Bzm7bnVTJ2Q/s72-c/130420081262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-1305402305202178019</id><published>2008-02-02T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T06:34:00.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mischievous monkey.</title><content type='html'>Hi! After about a month of hiatus, here I am again. Just three crummy posts in three months.. Once a month.. Wow.. That means I basically have a blogging frequency similar to that of a menstruation cycle.. haha..Of all the things I can compare myself to. . I feel random tonight so lets go!! Okay, first I would like to dispute this "All babies are cute" stereotype. Now, I know that most of us would like to think we were adorable as babies, but I feel obliged to inform you  that non-attractive (or less than attractive babies) do exist (and dont try to deny this, you people know who you are..) Just the other day when I was walking into this oriental shop in bayswater that I saw a not-so-cute infant in a stroller.. I believe I even said "OH!" upon seeing him/her.. Then i proceeded to look at the mother who was pushing the stroller and I believe I said "Oh, patut jua!" Now, I may just made myself sound like an absolute jerk (and dont get me wrong, I can be sometimes, so lets not rule that out) but I thought that was a bit funny (albeit cruel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now recall this moment where i tried to teach my little cousin how to do an evil laugh. I was in charge of babysitting him for a while and thats when he started repeating the things that I said. SO i thought "why not?" For argument's sake, lets say the typical evil laugh is spelt starting with a 'B' followed by "wahahaha" (it is up to the person to determine how many ha's follow the 'bwa'). So there I was with my lil cousin, and I went "Bwahahaha!" much to my dismay, the little bugger simply went "Buah!" Three tries, three "buahs" and I gave up.. silap ku jua bah,&lt;br /&gt;mun ku ajar berselawat kah, berzikir kah, ada jua faedah nya.. I just ended up wasting my time (and those reading this probably wont entrust me with their kids now, lest I teach them anymore silly things..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, twenty minutes to midnight.. My friends are out watching cloverfield and I decide that I cant join them since I got work to do (and my typing up of this post just shows how deeply involved I am with my business proposal right now..)  Lets put some pics in this post, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UEraG4hCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OpZdvOuO_Y8/s1600-h/17122007286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UEraG4hCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OpZdvOuO_Y8/s400/17122007286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162537691639219234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UFVaG4hEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EUi_jcEQWGg/s1600-h/17122007353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UFVaG4hEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EUi_jcEQWGg/s400/17122007353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162538413193724994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UGlKG4hFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Zqxo-1JnYsE/s1600-h/18122007368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UGlKG4hFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Zqxo-1JnYsE/s400/18122007368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162539783288292434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UFFqG4hDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yyShY6OW_5E/s1600-h/17122007349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UFFqG4hDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yyShY6OW_5E/s400/17122007349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162538142610785330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UHaKG4hII/AAAAAAAAAPk/Z5D3SD9De24/s1600-h/n739769299_310790_6093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UHaKG4hII/AAAAAAAAAPk/Z5D3SD9De24/s400/n739769299_310790_6093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162540693821359234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UHL6G4hHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q2Uy4r0Ao-Y/s1600-h/19122007429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UKaKG4hPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/b-ZMgp48fIk/s400/26122007842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162543992356242674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6USMaG4hZI/AAAAAAAAARs/iLCLiagX-C4/s1600-h/n743565450_2166932_7810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6USMaG4hZI/AAAAAAAAARs/iLCLiagX-C4/s400/n743565450_2166932_7810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162552552226063762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, december was a blast! Cardiff was wicked as well. Even brought up nostalgic memories by plaing slug bug on the bus! I won of course with seven slug bugs (volkswagen beetles) but Elush had the lead if you count the  bicycles (two) yellow cars (three) and smiley face stickers (one) she slugged me for.. (Lush, if youre reading this, mana kira tuu!!) Haha, maybe Im just a sore loser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, its getting late (almost half past one!) and im done anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6XQV6G4hbI/AAAAAAAAASc/LMiLjpjSxUU/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6XQV6G4hbI/AAAAAAAAASc/LMiLjpjSxUU/s400/s640x480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162761622644098482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Jump for joy everybody~~!!  ** \(^ . ^)/ **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-1305402305202178019?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/1305402305202178019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=1305402305202178019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1305402305202178019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1305402305202178019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2008/02/mischievous-monkey.html' title='Mischievous monkey.'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R6UEraG4hCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/OpZdvOuO_Y8/s72-c/17122007286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-2766531840319840136</id><published>2008-01-06T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:09:45.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive been tagged!</title><content type='html'>Ive been tagged by Izzie so I have to post 8 random facts about myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am currently living with orang puteh so I have to be aware of apa ada in the kitchen. One day aku nampak my housemate masak pasta with bacon. Ganjil pulang makan pasta sama babi but apa boleh buat, everyone has their own taste. That afternoon, terjangkau tah ku pot nya atu so tarus tah ku call my fren if ia ada tanah di belakang rumah since my backyard only has gravel.. I went to their house in shorts and tarus tah ku tayamum. Sasak ku pulang sedikit, who eats pasta sama babi?? I think its a butchering of italian cuisine if you ask me.. Nanti dorang! Mun ku sasak ku palitkan karang ayam halal arah paip di dapur atu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Last december while i was shopping for tudongs for my mum, aku kana ucap pekerja tie rack oleh kaling!! I was wearing a brown jacket and jeans for crying out loud!! I dont mean to sound racist but mun kau ke negaraku, KAU ku ucap pekerja tie rack!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) This is a little known fact about me. When I was yet to be named as a child, I believe that one of the names proposed was "Murni". Wouldn't that be interesting? I'm quite happy with the name I have now though. Althoug i did get quite a bit of "Adib mun di tebalikkan jadi B-I-D-A~!" teases in primary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Aku pernah cuba besigup time darjah enam sekulah ugama. Ceritanya macam ani: ku tanya orang yang besigup pasal besigup ani, nya dorang siuk and dapat ilangkan stiris. Orang yang inda besigup kata inda bagus and inda sihat. I got confused coz they contradicted each other so I had a go myself. SO after paper exam, kami keluarkan sigup dari almari (no one EVER looks in the dusty cupboards of sekulah ugama madewa) and we went to the new building in the back. I had a few drags and it did nothing for me.. Just playing with smoke it seemed to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I found that I could do an english accent good enough to fool a londoner!! One of my coursemates didnt have my number so I decided to have some fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm (my friend's name): "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Can I speak to Joseph Grisham please?"&lt;br /&gt;Storm: "Sorry, U got the wrong number."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, sorry mate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didnt have a clue it was me! I rang him once more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm: "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Joseph, the wierdest thing happened! I tried to call you just now and it turns out that I had called a wrong number. So are we still up for tonight mate?"&lt;br /&gt;Storm: "... Uhh, this isnt Joseph.."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I know.. (then I changed back to my voice) This is Storm Reid.."&lt;br /&gt;Storm: "What the.. Ohmigod DIBS!! Whats wrong with you?!? How did you do that??"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Haha. Its called talent mate! U guys at home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Syazwi pun pernah kana this prank and I do believe Im quite adept at it.. :) heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Back in form one, I wanted to take french as my optional subject, but since I was in the UK for holidays, my mum sent in the form with "Computer Studies" ticked.. Ive always wanted to learn a third language, but Im glad I ended up taking computer studies coz that caused me to be in MB1R and after that, lotsa fun and great things happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I am allergic to prawns and squid/cuttlefish. However, I LOVE eating prawns.. My dad used to cook this magnificent prawn curry and after the meal, I always get a bad itch in my mouth, tongue and throat. That's how I found out about my scampi allergy.. But as i said, I actually love prawns.. So its quite unfortunate for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) This last fact isnt about me actually. Just something I overheard someone say to his friend in London and I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nda mau ilang batuk ku ani. Membari sasak. Bersigup pun payah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wabillahi taufik walhidayah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-2766531840319840136?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/2766531840319840136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=2766531840319840136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2766531840319840136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2766531840319840136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='Ive been tagged!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-7451994060991934033</id><published>2007-12-05T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T03:41:03.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy bum.</title><content type='html'>About two weeks since my last post?? Why do I have a blog in the first place?? Haha.. oh well. ive been meaning to blog for the past few days actually but I was just not in the right emotional state to blog.. Aiseh, ke jiwa si Adib ani.. Tapi banar eh, lately macam something missing rasanya.. I had plenty of stuf to blog about, but was just unable to get myself to type..  Anyways, I really hate the humidity level sini ani. Its so easy to get dry skin over here! And i hafta keep using moisturiser (inda macho, I know, but a guy has to moisturise these days!!) and sudahpun karing ah, it even bleeds sometimes.. baik jua bekamih inda keluar in powdered form..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1Z-M-FD5aI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zn32zeExBgo/s1600-h/dry+land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1Z-M-FD5aI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zn32zeExBgo/s400/dry+land.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140434785977755042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karing kulitku, karing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The past two weeks ani, nothing much happened rasanya (well, except for last weekend where we had Majlis Ramah Mesra bersama Sultan). Oh, I did get chased by a dog in November! I was walking to uni and when i went on this stretch of road in the woods, i heard a distinct, low grumbling sound.. I immediately thot "shit, there's an angry dog somewhere.." Tapinya kan, ku cari cari, inda ada! until i looked forward and down when i saw this PUPPY the size of a CHIHUAHUA growling at me.. I ignored the dumb mutt and kept on walking.. The dog then started chasing me at full speed (I only had to jog lightly to stay a safe distance). I smiled as i was pursued by this rather cute, albeit angry, pup. I mean, how much harm kan that FURBALL of an animal do to me? The worst case scenario would be me, kicking the dog full in the face, sending it flying a few metres away. But im glad it didnt have to come to that as the dog's owner yelled "What are you doing!?" to the dog and it backed away.. He then apologised to me (the owner, not the dog). I was kinda disappointed tho.. I always wanted to see a flying dog. (Well, not always.. Just since the dog chased me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the first time i was chased by a dog tho, one time when i was riding a scooter with my uncle, we went past this readymix concrete facility (the one in Bunut, on the way to makam Luba). We stopped in fron of a parking lot, and my uncle stopped and sounded the horn a few times. Then, this dog came from nowhere and started chasing us!! I mean, you may think its okay since we were on a scooter, tapinya kan, there was me, my uncle and my small cousin riding "mencheche" (style bujang lapok). The dog did get really close to us and this was a problem coz i was sitting behind my uncle, who was riding the scooter. I would be the very first one to suffer if the dog got to us!! Im sure di gigit nya or sumthing, nada ia kan join kami tour round kampung kali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets chuck in a picture to this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aEn-FD5cI/AAAAAAAAAOU/39MlhG0E_7c/s1600-h/195837855_042c2327a0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aEn-FD5cI/AAAAAAAAAOU/39MlhG0E_7c/s400/195837855_042c2327a0_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140441846903989698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the sponsor of the football team!! Bimbo! In my first impression, some rich girl ran out of ideas.. "Ohmygod!! Like, what should I do with all this frickin monneyy??" And then went on to sponsor a football team.. Actually, the team above is Las Chivas of Mexico. And Bimbo is actually a big Mexican bread company.. Sama tu bah MUN Gardenia  or Azmee bakery sponsor team bula.. (Except of course for the unfortunate name..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i dont know if I mentioned this, but dulu I was asked by my aunt to jaga my cousins. So i slept in their room arah tilam on a floor and dorang tidur atas katil. They take karate and one night, the eldest mengigau.. His hand were making silat-like movements. "Eh, mimpi silat ia!! I wonder what happens if aku kacau.." And so i punched him (lightly!!) sikit sikit around his face and he made a dejected look, retreated and went back to sleep. (mimpi kana tumbuk and kana kalahkan ia!) IT WORKED!! And this was backed by an article i found on the internet, dreams can be (as i have proven in my research, haha.) interfered by external stimuli. GIVE ME MY PHD!! :p U can find more facts about dreams &lt;a href="http://listverse.com/science/top-10-amazing-facts-about-dreams?rss.all"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa lagi kan di blog ah.. Oh! Its time for something that's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aJ5-FD5dI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NK6JhvIRiqI/s1600-h/totally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aJ5-FD5dI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NK6JhvIRiqI/s400/totally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140447653699773906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at what i found on the internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aKEOFD5eI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4ZjY3RfA6EM/s1600-h/a4_gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aKEOFD5eI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4ZjY3RfA6EM/s400/a4_gay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140447829793433058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gay Fuel!! (WTF right??) According to the makers, Gay Fuel is similar to Red Bull, except the liquid is dyed bright pink (which makes sense, bright pink is pretty gay..)  Its makers claim Gay Fuel contains a blend of sexual stimulant herbs and immune system boosters (yes, this is needed, with the AIDS and whatnot going round the gay community..) So guys, if your single male friend  (who wears tight jeans) invites you over their place, offers you some gay fuel because they say that this is the only drink they have and say that the ten jars of vaseline are for their dry skin DONT FALL INTO THE TRAP!! I do wonder how it tastes like tho.. NO, NO!! Resist the temptation Dib!! No good can come from such a product.. Not for a straight guy like me atleast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, thats it for now. Hope this post was enjoyed by the people who read it. "Kalau sedap bagitau kawan, kalau tak sedap, bagitau kami" (haha, plagiarised from restoran Azmee..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aNBeFD5fI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PGr54rpGWLM/s1600-h/Picture+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1aNBeFD5fI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PGr54rpGWLM/s400/Picture+49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140451081083676146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p.s. No, i was NOT under the influence of gay fuel atau mana mana produk yang sewaktu dengannya while taking this photo.. Have a nice day people!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-7451994060991934033?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/7451994060991934033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=7451994060991934033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7451994060991934033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7451994060991934033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-bum.html' title='Lazy bum.'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R1Z-M-FD5aI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zn32zeExBgo/s72-c/dry+land.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4677424443021917000</id><published>2007-11-20T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T03:33:13.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.align.left.gif'/><title type='text'>Happy people..</title><content type='html'>One thing I dont like about my room (and its just a small issue) is the fact the paper globe that covers the lightbulb is too damn low!! Im not a tall person or anything but ive hit the damn thing two or three times dah (time salin sweater, making bed, anything involving raising my arms basically). I mean, its even hard for me to jump for joy in my room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0K-th9mXPI/AAAAAAAAANU/CcvXh3v-bKE/s1600-h/17112007091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0K-th9mXPI/AAAAAAAAANU/CcvXh3v-bKE/s400/17112007091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134876214575914226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On a happier note, we went to Maidstone last saturday! And the place was absolutely gorgeous!! In terms of shopping (banyak orang berminat mendangar this bit ni) there was heck of a lot of shops and the place was so happenning! We had loadsa fun lah (banar nya Jirin eh, bagus tempat nya.. Memang bijaksana kata-kata Jirin. ) Here's some of the pics we took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LABR9mXQI/AAAAAAAAANc/EGDnn4UTWyc/s1600-h/17112007101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LABR9mXQI/AAAAAAAAANc/EGDnn4UTWyc/s400/17112007101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134877653389958402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzah, Zimbo, Yati and Muiz being oh-so-vain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LAYh9mXRI/AAAAAAAAANk/wKabmmURiFA/s1600-h/17112007107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LAYh9mXRI/AAAAAAAAANk/wKabmmURiFA/s400/17112007107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878052821916946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lads in the group..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LAxh9mXSI/AAAAAAAAANs/2SxpaQdE_0c/s1600-h/17112007110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LAxh9mXSI/AAAAAAAAANs/2SxpaQdE_0c/s400/17112007110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878482318646562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LBOx9mXTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WiRJOszugi4/s1600-h/17112007116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LBOx9mXTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WiRJOszugi4/s400/17112007116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878984829820210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uhh, we got bored on the train.. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Apa lagi ah? OH!! We celebrated Shirley's birthday the day before we went to Maidstone! We first went to Chatham to go shopping for a bit and I picked a present for her at the last minute (shops here tutup awal ah..) I pretended that I left my debit card at primark and broke off from the group, got to a perfume shop and got her a Ted Baker perfume. The gift was from all of us btw, not just me. We surprised her at Zimah's place. Earlier, her friends from Nottingham and Canterbury showed up to surprise the birthday girl as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LBgR9mXUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yshqWdbMDSM/s1600-h/n503223108_448276_136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0LBgR9mXUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yshqWdbMDSM/s400/n503223108_448276_136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134879285477530946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I go, Id like to show this video that i recorded while watching music videos on Sky (macam Astro lah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c2383e4c35a341a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c2383e4c35a341a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330269924%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DF13306A5510FCFDDF7E8296DD074B231750469.5FE86433C9883D8ED8CC153BB523272CA94E98A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2383e4c35a341a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dir0EpDvoE3iNwcI5nOE06X1JJ7A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c2383e4c35a341a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330269924%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DF13306A5510FCFDDF7E8296DD074B231750469.5FE86433C9883D8ED8CC153BB523272CA94E98A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c2383e4c35a341a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dir0EpDvoE3iNwcI5nOE06X1JJ7A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Siuk jua tu d lady! Dapat perform sama Usher.. Haha.. But seriously, full of emotion ia atu eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4677424443021917000?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c2383e4c35a341a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4677424443021917000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4677424443021917000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4677424443021917000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4677424443021917000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-people.html' title='Happy people..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/R0K-th9mXPI/AAAAAAAAANU/CcvXh3v-bKE/s72-c/17112007091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-2416949138519048964</id><published>2007-11-15T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:07:09.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiyy..</title><content type='html'>As promised, here are some pics of my new house. Its been a while since I updated my blog twice in a day. Anyways, here are the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzyyVx9mXEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qRM7D3hx7nw/s1600-h/Visuale+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzyyVx9mXEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qRM7D3hx7nw/s400/Visuale+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133173762554223682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyyih9mXFI/AAAAAAAAAME/p0UDeN5astg/s1600-h/Visuale+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyyih9mXFI/AAAAAAAAAME/p0UDeN5astg/s400/Visuale+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133173981597555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyymx9mXGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/u3dkcm9glCU/s1600-h/Visuale+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyymx9mXGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/u3dkcm9glCU/s400/Visuale+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174054611999842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyyrx9mXHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qOJqhR_JdPE/s1600-h/Visuale+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyyrx9mXHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qOJqhR_JdPE/s400/Visuale+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174140511345778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyy9R9mXII/AAAAAAAAAMc/mNXhqiP1T1Y/s1600-h/Visuale+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyy9R9mXII/AAAAAAAAAMc/mNXhqiP1T1Y/s400/Visuale+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174441159056514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyzeh9mXJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GOtWMepCMII/s1600-h/Visuale+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyzeh9mXJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GOtWMepCMII/s400/Visuale+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133175012389706898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyzjx9mXKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dZKkk1JaTjI/s1600-h/Visuale+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzyzjx9mXKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/dZKkk1JaTjI/s400/Visuale+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133175102584020130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzy0Fx9mXLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hlpHC84bAu8/s1600-h/Visuale+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzy0Fx9mXLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hlpHC84bAu8/s400/Visuale+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133175686699572402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzB2h9mXMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yIVCDENIHAs/s1600-h/Visuale+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzB2h9mXMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yIVCDENIHAs/s400/Visuale+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133190817869356226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzB8R9mXNI/AAAAAAAAANE/90JkFHeErGY/s1600-h/Visuale+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzB8R9mXNI/AAAAAAAAANE/90JkFHeErGY/s400/Visuale+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133190916653604050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzCBR9mXOI/AAAAAAAAANM/F3tNTDRQYpY/s1600-h/Visuale+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzzCBR9mXOI/AAAAAAAAANM/F3tNTDRQYpY/s400/Visuale+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133191002552949986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sori d pics kabur! Pakai camera nokia 6230.. haha.. so old school..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-2416949138519048964?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/2416949138519048964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=2416949138519048964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2416949138519048964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2416949138519048964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/11/haiyy.html' title='Haiyy..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RzyyVx9mXEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qRM7D3hx7nw/s72-c/Visuale+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-7197232396706922807</id><published>2007-11-15T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T04:17:07.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>U know I always sed that im usually around in Canterbury on weekends? Well last week, I was there for 5 days out of the seven~! And I just came back from there last night actually, honorary Canterburian sudah ni aku ani (If a word like that existed).  Oh, I have a funny story!! Last week time aku kan balik from canterbury, the train schedule was moved a couple of minutes earlier, so instead of catching my train on time, I missed it on time. And the funny part is when I arrived at the station, I could see the train on the platform dah so I rushed through the subway to the other side and I was relieved because I reached the door of the train before the train moved. So I pushed the "open door" button expecting the train to let me in but the train started to move!! all this while, my hand was still lifted in the air after pressing the button.. SIAL!! I mean, I literally missed the train by seconds. Bah, mun sudah ku sampat takan button palui atu (PALUI PUNYA BUTTON!!). Iatah petua orang tua kali tu ah- "Cacap saja train atu lai supaya inda kepunan." Si sofi was still on the other platform when this all happened. I bet ia pikir I was ON the bloody moving train but sekali the train went past, berdiri ku masih on the platform, stunned by my luck.. Katanya cali.. I beg to differ.. So menunggu tah kami another hour for the next train.. And it was rather cold that sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a random thought: siapa pernah takapit kakinya bawah tayar matuka (motorcar)? Well, aku pernah! It was time balik sekulah ugama (Sekualah Ugama Madewa 4 Life!!) and I was walking beside a row of cars. SO when I tried to walk to the other side, I was too close to this one car and UNfortunately the left front wheel rolled over my right foot (well, not that unfortunate coz ada jua kan ku blog about.. heheh.. )!! To make matters worse, the car stopped while the frickin wheel was still on my frickin foot! I flinched and the driver gave me the look that sed "what's wrong?" I looked back at him, gritted my teeth and I shrugged at him (which supposed to mean "NothingiswrongitsjustyourcaronmyfuckingfootnowmoveyourcarASSHOLE!!) and his car moved (traffic jam wah time anak skulah balik). Anyways, my foot turned out fine (thanks for asking). Keluarga kami andang ada strong feet. (I think it was a hatchback, mun pajero or prado, Si Timpang Hensem tia nickname ku masa ani.. Haha) I remember aku pakai kasut putih Garfield time atu. So I now recommend those shoes jadi kasut skulah ugama anak anak abiskita. Unless kita mau anak kita timpang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! My Micro SD card sampai dah! look at how small it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw19h9mW_I/AAAAAAAAALU/lbu8pSCQtSE/s1600-h/Picture+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw19h9mW_I/AAAAAAAAALU/lbu8pSCQtSE/s400/Picture+40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133037006500551666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you just love it when something you order online arrives! :) So now my phone FINALLY has proper memory!! Unfortunately, I have claass soon so nda sampat isi.. Oh well, karang tah.. OH! to end this post, here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw3ex9mXAI/AAAAAAAAALc/Z7Nxg-9ZekQ/s1600-h/DSC04343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw3ex9mXAI/AAAAAAAAALc/Z7Nxg-9ZekQ/s400/DSC04343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133038677242829826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw3vB9mXBI/AAAAAAAAALk/9ZFd8Rlf-so/s1600-h/DSC04354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw3vB9mXBI/AAAAAAAAALk/9ZFd8Rlf-so/s400/DSC04354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133038956415704082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw4Gh9mXCI/AAAAAAAAALs/YH9f2HPk9II/s1600-h/DSC04365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw4Gh9mXCI/AAAAAAAAALs/YH9f2HPk9II/s400/DSC04365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133039360142629922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw4eB9mXDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/jwkKJld26lI/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw4eB9mXDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/jwkKJld26lI/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133039763869555762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I STILL havent made a post pasal my new house, nantitah, maybe later even mun aku rajin (Im in a good mood masa ani! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-7197232396706922807?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/7197232396706922807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=7197232396706922807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7197232396706922807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7197232396706922807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rzw19h9mW_I/AAAAAAAAALU/lbu8pSCQtSE/s72-c/Picture+40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-8421905559292392118</id><published>2007-11-10T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:46:50.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven things..</title><content type='html'>Dont rub your eyes in disbelief! This blog IS updated.. Its been almost two weeks but i think thats alright coz i update about twice a month anyways. I have been tagged by Jirin so I hafta post seven random facts/travel experiences and/or life facts. So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aku pun pernah hilang di KL! Me and two aunts were at this shopping centre (di subang kali?) I was about 5 maybe at that time. Ku bawa my aunts ani liat toys (at that age, i was addicted to toys! I think sampai ani I still have a thing for toys!) So I got up the stairs thinking my aunts were right behind me. When I looked back, they werent there!! SO I went back down to look for them but I couldnt find them! (By looking i mean just standing at the bottom of the stairs and looking left and right- a child's effort wah!) When I couldnt see where they were I did what NORMAL kids would do - CRY! This technique worked as i caught the attention of a malaysian man (or woman, i cant recall too clearly). "Napa Dik?" He sed in his/her malaysian accent. "Mama tadi kata nak bawa liat menan (mainan), tapi sudah di atas mama nada" so kana bawa tah ku arah information counter so that announcements could be made. Before the lady at the announcement-making-counter could announce that i was so carelessly lost, she needed my name. "Siapa nama adik?" My t-shirt had my name printed BASAR BASAR at the time (Md Adib). So I pointed at my shirt with attitude (annoyed that she didnt realise it was a name, not a brand.. Baik jua nama ku bukan Kiko.) Anyways, baik jua the lady nda sasak arah attitude ku atu (damit damit nya sudah sarcastic) "Kepada Ibu Bapa budak hilang bernama Muhammad Adib, sila pergi ke kaunter." My aunts (who still did NOT realise I was not with them. Siok shopping udah kali.) heard the announcement, looked back, FINALLY realised I wasnt there, and then sed to each other "ADIB!!" and frantically went to the information counter to pick me up. Baik jua the guy who found me atu baik. I mean, worse case scenario would be me kana culik, aku time damit kiut kali ah.. (Actually, worse case scenario would be me kana culik and then kana jadikan sapak soto, but thats another story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This story also involves my peril in KL (again, I cudnt have been any older than 6). My uncle sebalah my dad dulu ada kana post di KL. So his whole family pun ikut. He got this nice and HUGE house that had a swimming pool. One day, kami semua bersantai dekat the pool. Some of my cousins and aunts were in the pool. They had this inflatable boat that had a rope attached to the front. Usually I wont even go near the pool coz I was afraid of the water (which makes sense cos i didnt know how to swim). I recall asking my cousin to jump in and out of the water like a dolphin.. Typical request from an imaginative boy.. Anyways, my oldest cousin surh kami pull the rope so that the boat wud be dragged to the edges of the pool. when we let go, it would drift back to the middle. There were about 3 or 4 of us pulling at the rope (all kids). At one point, everyone pulled and then let go of the rope but I held on to It (tunjuk kuat lah konon, pakai baju batman time atu complete with cape, batman wouldnt need help to pull a boat right? WRONG!!) The moment the others let go, the boat started drifting back, I remember being pulled into the pool and since I couldnt swim. I started doing the other thing I did know how to do- drown. The weird thing was, i dont remember struggling nor suffering. I was just floating there underneath the water. Everything was blue and it was a serene situation. I did try to scoop my way back back to the surface, but it was in vain. I wasnt down there for long tho. My cousin who was in the boat sed "mana si Adib?", realised I was in the water and pulled me put. TERIMA KASIH KAKA DAYANGKU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This was time my aunt kan bali kerita baru. Year 2000 i think. SOme dude at this volkswagen showroom was demonstrating the wonderful safety feature their cars had. Safety power windows. He stuck his finger through the window of the car, pushed the button that closes the window and after touching his finger briefly, the window automatically rolled back down so inda lah terkapit jari nya.. WHen i got back home, i tried the same thing with a 1990's suzuki swift.. What happens next you guys shud know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Time primary school, I just loved pranks. There was one prank where I put a water balloon on my friend's seat. She was standing near the chair when I sed "Siapa berdiri, palui!" So she sat down laju laju, maklumlah, siapa jua mau jadi palui kan? She sat down, the water ballon burst and wet her skirt and she paused before crying.. I didnt expect that reaction so I ran to hide in the toilet.. Sampai kana cari cikgu wah! But i didnt open the door.. Sudah abis breaktime baru ku keluar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Time skulah ugama aku awal masuk so I was a year younger than my classmates. I tried the water ballon trick on this huge dude and it did wet his sinjang. Next thing i know I was held by two guys, brought to the tempat berwudhu and the guy whom i just pranked splashed water from a tap to the front of my sinjang. TALUR! Ada patut aku mengatil arah gang leader.. Karma from my previous story perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People always think Im chinese. TIme keraja d HSBC relatives pun think aku chinese. I get spoken to in Chinese. and despite the name tag "Muhammad Adib" i wear during work, i still get "melayu kah cina kau ani wang?" I even confuse the old people yang batah udah hidup di dunia ani (and in their own words, lagi banyak makan sira dari aku). I account this to the fact my mata sepet. And balah my mum and dad BOTH have similar eye shapes so theres no escaping it (Not that Im complaining, I like our eyes! :) ) But there was that one point where luan malar kana ucap bukan melayu that i kinda considered cosmetic surgery (nadawah). But entah ah, i heard ada jua a bit of chinese blood from dad's side (but like generations and generations ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last but not least, two days ago, me Jirin and Syazwi makan lunch di Tia. On the menu was bombay potato, since i like d potatoes, ku tanya what the dish was like. The dude said the following  (and i quote!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bombay potato? Uhm, its like a potato."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shit Sherlock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now. But before I go, Id like to tag Haji Muhammad Sofiyuddin bin Haji Sani of Kampung Mata Mata, who now resides in Spring Lane, Canterbury UK to list seven things about himself (Theres no escaping Sof!! Update blog mu wah!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Sori batah nda update, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-8421905559292392118?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/8421905559292392118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=8421905559292392118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/8421905559292392118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/8421905559292392118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/11/seven-things.html' title='Seven things..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-2007395502964457202</id><published>2007-10-29T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:45:50.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life updates..</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! Its a cold and rather dark 6.45am in the UK right now. And i just poked my left eye after my finger slipped while i was rubbing my nose.. shit happens, yeah? Groggy masih in the morning.. haha..  Anyways, i have got absolutely no idea why im up this early since i have no classes today (not tomorrow).. (actually, I had this urge to pee come to think about it..) and knowing me, id never be able to go back to sleep once i got my 8hours. Right, quite a few things happened since my last post. There was the reading week I spent in Canterbury (saw a french gAy, yes, gay) on the train. I usually mind my own business but this dude was acting suspicious. First time he was on the phone, he talked normally but the second time, he covered the mouthpiece (alum get out of closet perhaps?). I did hear a man's voice on the other line but i thought they were having regular conversation. The guy then moved seats to the one behind us and only then he resumed talking like normal.. Like a normal gay that is.. BERLANDIH!! well, dont get me wrong, i still gave him the benefit of the doubt.. Until he hung up.. What straight man would end his phone conversation with another man with "Good stuff, thank you, MWAH! Bye!". Open and shut case, konpom nya orang brunei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, theres this one pic id like to show you all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybYMKgzc8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lAhQyfsQFSI/s1600-h/24102007007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybYMKgzc8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lAhQyfsQFSI/s400/24102007007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127022929299862466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HUGE!! Iski kami kan begambar ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pic was taken when we went to ashford. That was fun but i must say we did come at the wrong time of the year. Prices were pretty much the same to high street prices. Oh! I went to London last week. When i was at Victoria station i couldnt decide how to get to paddington, the tube was packed (rush hour) and buses seemed boring.. So I walked.. (I JUST realised that day that the Apollo Victoria was RIGHT NEXT to the station!) It took me about 40mins and 4.5km to walk to paddington but it was a good experience. Come on, how many people could say they felt lazy to get on the public transport and walked instead to Bru hall. (mun ada, mau ku tau siapa.) But seriously it wasnt that bad, i just had to find Grosvenor place, walk along that road and find park lane, and walk along park lane until i find Marble Arch which means i would have found Edgware road. Hmm, now that ive mentioned it, Im going to London later with Sofi and were gonna walk! Kan HRH Sultan suruh tani hidup aktif? :) Anyways, that day i JUst decided to roam around London as well as pick up my TV. (I also wanted to meet a certain someone but sadly I didnt get to.. :(  I found The Dorchester on my way to Paddington as well by the way. I think I walked about 10km that day (also walked to Bayswater from Edgware). PHEW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybgHqgzc_I/AAAAAAAAALM/E2V5ej1RUQg/s1600-h/route.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybgHqgzc_I/AAAAAAAAALM/E2V5ej1RUQg/s400/route.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127031648083473394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My route from Victoria station to Paddington (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybcX6gzc9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/hxi2slj8eo4/s1600-h/Visuale+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybcX6gzc9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/hxi2slj8eo4/s400/Visuale+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127027529209836498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm, I was thinking, wouldnt it be nice to be able to drive around UK one day? I mean, as long as u got a map or one of those sat-nav thingies i reckon it wouldnt be too much of a problem.. I must say fuel prices do discourage you to drive here.. A mule driven cart would perhaps be more appropriate.. My coursemate once asked if I drive, yes i do i said. Here? ABSOLUTELY NOT!! I still need money to eat.. But its really amazing how they could survive with such prices.. And whats more amazing is how much toilet paper they use.. Cubatah beria secara Islam, basuh pakai air.. That would eradicate the "skidmark" situation they have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rybeh6gzc-I/AAAAAAAAALE/aMIsWpqcLmA/s1600-h/Visuale+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rybeh6gzc-I/AAAAAAAAALE/aMIsWpqcLmA/s400/Visuale+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127029900031783906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Full tank = more than 50pounds. Fill 4 times a month = 200+ pounds.. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! I think that concludes my post for now. I'll post another one in about a weeks time (insya Allah). That post will have some pictures of my cosy room! Till next time, bye! P.S. I apologise to those who constantly check my blog coz i havent found the time to update. Thanks though! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-2007395502964457202?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/2007395502964457202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=2007395502964457202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2007395502964457202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2007395502964457202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-updates.html' title='Life updates..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RybYMKgzc8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lAhQyfsQFSI/s72-c/24102007007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4572753496973946393</id><published>2007-10-17T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:13:00.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Margate and Hari Raya and Gillingham.</title><content type='html'>Its that time of year again where kids knock on doors to get goodies. Nope, not halloween but Hari Raya! Yes, for those who dont know, kids will roam around the neighbourhood visiting neighbours they do not even know to try and get a few bucks. But in the spirit of Hari Raya, houses rarely reject these kids and treat them as they would other guests, with the customary green packets being handed out at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood the logic behind this "malay trick-or treating" as a kid. I mean, if I wanted money, id visit my relatives' houses, they'd usually give more lucrative amounts in those wonderful, wonderful little envelopes (hey, to kids those days any note not coloured blue was a lot!! Ten bucks back then would make you feel golden!!). Anyways, having said that, I went on with my friends one day to go "Beraya" or (&lt;span dir="rtl" lang="ar"&gt;ب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" lang="ar"&gt;ر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" lang="ar"&gt;ي &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl" lang="ar"&gt;أ&lt;/span&gt;) in arabic (which unfortunately and UNINTENTIONALLY also spells out 'beria..) One of the houses i went, we got served A LOT of mirinda orange.. It wouldnt hav been a problem if we hadnt JUST had plenty of soft drinks in the PREVIOUS 5 houses.. Then the lady kata "Habiskan ah, mun nda habis, nada duit raya ni (finish your drinks, otherwise there will be no money)". Me, being a cute and honest kid (perasanness) told the lady, "Nda apa aku kemari bukan aga duit..(its okay, its not your money i'm after)" Hmm, thinking about that day, I did have fun, but it wasnt because of the money, but it was because i was spending time going around the neighbourhood with my friends. I mean, these days its hard to spend time with your friends like that and it just seems we take those moments for granted. Anyways, that was the first story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second story: A week has passed since the first day of Syawal.. Everyone is off to work.. Kids still have holidays.. I am merely 7 years old.. I just took a crap.. I went off to look for my maid (i think it was because i was hungry).. I didnt bother to put my pants back on.. Everything was going fine. I twirled my pants around (i just had a shirt and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spindat on) &lt;/span&gt;while shouting "Aunty!! Aunty!!" When i went past the guest area, i suddenly felt the presence of people... THERE WERE ABOUT FIVE (YES, BLOODY FIVE!!!) GIRLS (YES, BLOODY GIRLS!!) sitting in the area. They were obviously there to perform the aforementioned "Beraya". I ran into the kitchen, put my bloody pants back on and I told of my maid for not telling me we had guests.. Girl guests.. Girl guests who were my age.. and they saw me in my underwear..  Of course, it was clearly my own fault.. What did i expect my maid to say? "Oh ya! Hari senin adip kecil memang suka pakai spendet nya aja!" THE HORROR!! THE SHAME!! I had to cover my face as I ran past them to go into my mummy's room.. But the ordeal doesnt end there... When school resumed, some girls confronted me.. They said they saw me naked at my house... "I wasnt naked!! I was wearing underwear! And it wasnt me, it was my identical twin brother!" Yeah right.. Of course they probably didnt buy it.. but to this day, i assumed they did so I am at peace so lets leave it at that.. (Also, i hope my kids never get to read this..) Brunei is hot, okay!! pants restrict some things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew~! Its been such a long while since i blogged properly.. Anyways, this year there quite a number of Bruneians studying in medway. Last year, it was just me and Shirley but this time around, theres also Zaim, Yati, Muiz, Syaza, Thet (honorary bruneian), Izzah, Azimah Zimbo and nabilah. So that makes ten! And these are very nice people! So im glad about that. We have board game nights and poker nights and things are merrier than last year. (About twelve months ago, i thought i was the only Bruneian here..) Oh, by the way, we hangout  quite a lot so today, we went for board game hunting! We looked at stores such as Cancer Research UK and British Heart foundation (they sell pre-owned board games for almost nothing!) We got cluedo for 1.25pounds (everything was in mint condition and seemed unused - plastic figured still uncut from plastic frame..) Taboo for a mere 50 pence (worth a try, no?) and Zaim got the Therapy game for 1.49 pounds. What a bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxaeVz1hfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CKOi2ld_cXA/s1600-h/Visuale+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxaeVz1hfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CKOi2ld_cXA/s400/Visuale+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122455723709660434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Model is available for hire for 50pence per hour (limaposen) on weekends. Terms and conditions apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Previously, me Yati and Zaim, along with Canterburyans (??) Sofi and Jirin went to margate. It was a first time for me and I had an absolute blast! One thing worth mentioning tho, dont be fooled by our pics on the beach, we were absolutely freezing!! (yes, cold winds from the ocean + no jackets = extreme cooling sensation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxaf-z1hfSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LPjJQb6mxYU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxaf-z1hfSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LPjJQb6mxYU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122457527595924770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yati inda puasa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxagUj1hfTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8AP6pJkjDfY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxagUj1hfTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8AP6pJkjDfY/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122457901258079538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zaim control!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxagtz1hfUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KpiqSbjVOZY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxagtz1hfUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KpiqSbjVOZY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122458335049776450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mari kitani buat macam ani pantai kitani!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxag9T1hfVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jhqbQvuPbMQ/s1600-h/DSC02241+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxag9T1hfVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jhqbQvuPbMQ/s400/DSC02241+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122458601337748818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Self explanatory picture.. Ada adult joke shop next to the bong shop as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahh.. Margate siuk! Next time lagi pigi Insya Allah. Theres this primark store there as well (tho its not as big as the one we have in Chatham, heheh..) To conclude this post, here are some pics of me "Beraya"ing at Canterbury. Till next time, ciao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxaiGj1hfWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2T6SRx-aLCI/s1600-h/DSC03812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxaiGj1hfWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2T6SRx-aLCI/s400/DSC03812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122459859763166562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me smiling wide as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxai3j1hfXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/W47Lq1dEVHE/s1600-h/DSC03821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rxai3j1hfXI/AAAAAAAAAKs/W47Lq1dEVHE/s400/DSC03821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122460701576756594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Group photo in front of rumah Jirin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI. MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4572753496973946393?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4572753496973946393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4572753496973946393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4572753496973946393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4572753496973946393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/10/margate-and-hari-raya-and-gillingham.html' title='Margate and Hari Raya and Gillingham.'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RxaeVz1hfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CKOi2ld_cXA/s72-c/Visuale+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-7080338027386926414</id><published>2007-10-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:07:22.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAARGH!!!</title><content type='html'>Rumah alum ada internet.. Payah kan memblog.. mambari stiris nyanta!! Lets give it a bit more time before aku update... Until then, doakan rumah ku laju-laju ada internet.. Tenkiu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-7080338027386926414?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/7080338027386926414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=7080338027386926414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7080338027386926414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/7080338027386926414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/10/aaaargh.html' title='AAAARGH!!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4209543882743681544</id><published>2007-10-02T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:44:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody missed me?</title><content type='html'>Im blogging again! No thanks to Flooble, who cancelled my chatterbox.. Anyways, i got a new one put up and also made changes to the way this blog looks like. Updates!! Ive now moved to 41, Strover Street and ive only got 3 days of school per week! Isnt that sweet or what!! And ive got juniors and plenty of Bruneians studying in Medway this year so hopefully, ive got company this time around (mind you, last year I almost had to bertakbir sorang sorang di bilik.. Baik jua ada abis si Jirin and si Rabz and Ka Nadz d Canterbury).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, actually i havent got anything to blog about at the moment. But insya allah, there should be a post coming up before the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4209543882743681544?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4209543882743681544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4209543882743681544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4209543882743681544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4209543882743681544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/10/anybody-missed-me.html' title='Anybody missed me?'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-2818769243395844638</id><published>2007-06-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T07:27:46.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! Batah udah aku nda post anything. maklumlah, been busy. First it was exams, then it was getting ready to go back home, then udah balik ani, makan saja keraja ku. In fact, im pretty confident that im eligible to turn pro soon. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, I dedicate this post to Kaka Afiif yang setia mengikuti blog ani.. Anyways, its been a very busy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; week. Mengaga my nini, makan, clean my room (many thanks to my sis for messing it up in the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place.. Nanti ko..), and then makan and I also carried out my big plan to surprise my friends! (None on my friends in Brunei knew I was coming back.) Me and effy call this plan “The Plan”.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A month before aku sampai d Brunei, me and my good friend effy ada berkomplot to surprise our close friends d Brunei. I had the idea when I booked my tickets to go back home. “cemana baik ku saprais dorang ani ah? “ so ku contact si effy and I told her I was coming home AND that I wanted to surprise our friends. After a few days of deliberation, we decided that a good way to shock them would be to have a gathering at her place and to give them the surprise there..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had plenty of time, so we planned each bit of the plan in steps.. to make a long story short, I was to be at her gathering BUT my friends will have no idea who I am, as I was to be dressed in a robe and face veil , which I bought at Ebay for 3pounds (Murah! Kalah millimewah!) . All of Effy’s family members played part in this “pranking secara besar besaran”. Effy’s mum jadi penasihat, Effy jadi the important accomplice, hostess and was also the one in charge of the gathering, Saiful&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;jadi cameraman and Qilah mendangani me time aku tunggu the ppl to arrive (betabiat kamu atu eyh!! Panas kali ah bepurdah purdah di Negara located atas khatulistiwa ani!!) and my mum arranged the catering for the event . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I arrived in Brunei on Saturday, 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June. I made sure I had plenty of rest coz the plan was to be carried out the very next day! That Sunday, effy picked me up 11 in the morning (mun aku pakai kerita ku kedapatan tia, nda ja?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and ia bawakan jubah jua selajur. I wore the robe and face veil from my house and all the way to Effy’s to avoid detection.. Yes, we made sure no small detail was left out..&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;even hid my slippers in case takut si nuar kenal.. Yes, si Nuai, (boyfriend si Effy) pun nda tau.. The fun bit was that people didn’t know that effy knew I was going back home, coz I told my friends d UK when I was going back (and I told them to keep it hush hush) ANYWAYS, to make a long story short (again), when our friends arrived, I peeked at them and Icham (who sat right next to the door) saw “me” (already dressed up as Aishah Maisara) and had this amusing look on her face. She just sat there, frozen.. Mwahaha.. Oh, I forgot to mention, Effy dressed me up so well, aku sendiri nda recognize myself in the mirror! Oh, and I like the calak mata! &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways, here are the pics of me getting ready.. (Just so u know, PANAS pakai pakaian macam atu..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEeuYcmT6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuYxbHZXNI0/s1600-h/DSC00632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEeuYcmT6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuYxbHZXNI0/s400/DSC00632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080375636835848098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tube top to accomodate my breasts.. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEe5IcmT7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/CuZUEA65mG8/s1600-h/DSC00633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEe5IcmT7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/CuZUEA65mG8/s400/DSC00633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080375821519441842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feminising my manly hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEe-YcmT8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/6QDy3qOlt8A/s1600-h/DSC00635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEe-YcmT8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/6QDy3qOlt8A/s400/DSC00635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080375911713755074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyeliner!! I loved this bit.. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEfH4cmT9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/xVMc68sKkeM/s1600-h/DSC00636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEfH4cmT9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/xVMc68sKkeM/s400/DSC00636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080376074922512338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gadis berpurdah paling macho di pulau borneo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEfUYcmT-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/l02_KNAgXmg/s1600-h/DSC00637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEfUYcmT-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/l02_KNAgXmg/s400/DSC00637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080376289670877154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gadis berpurdah paling ayu and photogenic di Dunia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And here is the best part of the whole thing… I GOT IT ON VIDEO!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Many thanks to Saiful for being the cameraman..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EoYC3zBqRYs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EoYC3zBqRYs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun lah that day, I really missed the guys. And ramai orang kan minjam the niqab (purdah)..  The most important thing, we all met, dined and just hung out after more than 9 months being apart!! Bah, alhamdulillah, siap jua post satu ani.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-2818769243395844638?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/2818769243395844638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=2818769243395844638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2818769243395844638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2818769243395844638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/06/assalamualaikum-batah-udah-aku-nda-post.html' title='Im back!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RoEeuYcmT6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fuYxbHZXNI0/s72-c/DSC00632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-618696313270066085</id><published>2007-05-19T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:31:21.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post before exam tia karang!!</title><content type='html'>Wah!! The weather have been absolutely gorgeous!! Alhamdulillah... I am very happy.. Last week, kan keluar pun malas/takut sebab either sajuk or kan avoid kana tangkap basah if hujan.. Masa ani, sangat indah! Reflection matahari arah dog poop on the sidewalk pun macam shimmering work of art olehnya!! Anyways, past two days ani, i feel so very healthy.. Been eating right (need to shed some fat I gained during easter holidays) and exercising whatnot.. Its not without obstacles though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, i wanted to use the treadmill. There was a vacant one near the tv, so i got on it.. At the time, the treadmil directly in front of the tv was occupied by this rather large lady who was holding on to the rail while walking on the treadmill.. Tiba tiba, bau yang dahsyat dan sangat overwhelming menimpa hero kita!! This lady had THE ******* WORST BO (body odour) in the history of my stay in Gillingham!!! Masukkan ia ke kandang BABI, BABI pulang yang BERLARI KENCANG KELUAR KANDANG!!! Anyways, I had to get away. Kana bayar pun nda ku mau sebalah ia ani, takut ku ada radioactivity or apa apa yang toksik keluar...I went to the water fountain sebagai alasan untuk lari.. I bet the lady terasa because she went away jua.. I went back to the same treadmill, hoping to have a decent workout.. Then after a while, a lady of similar size got on the treadmill next to me.. It was the SAME LADY!! She had changed her shirt and sprayed perfume on.. Palui kalinya aku ani.. A changed shirt cant fool me, kenal ku masih it was her "kali ah, bulih".. Anyways, the smell seemed to have gone and i already got to 600 meters or so, so i kept on going.. Alas, I was wrong... When she grabbed the handles and exposed her armpits again, the smell seemed to rush straight into my nose holes (lubang hidung cakap melayunya) and menusuk ke kalbu abis peramba... Nda ku tahan! I had to cut my run short.. Inda salah saya, ani abad ke 21 dan SABUN (sama ada biasa mahupun anti-bakteria) sudah pun dicipta dan boleh didapati di mana mana kedai runcit.. Aduhai.. ani orang inda berdusa (yakni diri saya) jadi mangsa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9OdKck7aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qxuV20_mfgY/s1600-h/akjsldkjhads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9OdKck7aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qxuV20_mfgY/s400/akjsldkjhads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066354368742485410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Jangan biarkan anak kecil anda berkeliaran berhampiran kandang babi.. Pikirnya aiskrim karang.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im just looking at this piece of paper I posted on the wall.. Its my set of goals for my body fat percentage. As of today, it has been eight days in a row that ive gone to the gym to run and do some resistance training. Im glad aku keeping up with the goals I set and inda hangat hangat tahi ayam (siasiapun, batah udah nda makan ayam..).. Hmm, who came up with that phrase anyways?? Imagine ku maybe dulu-dulu ada this farmer menanam and kehabisan baja. And suddenly, ayamnya beria and ia pun laju laju ambil kan pakai tahi tersebut dijadikan baja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ih!! Hangat jua tahi ayam ani!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lai! Kemari kau kajap! Rasa ni tahi ayam ah!! Panas!! Nyaman rasanya!!" ia panggil bininya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gali ku bang eh!" kata isteri farmer tersebut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nda jua tu bang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IH!! SAJUK TIA!!" farmer tersebut berkata selepas memegang tahi tadi sekali lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lahir tia phrase "Hangat hangat tahi ayam".. In my head at least.. Haha, of all the things kan ku bincangkan.. Baik jua host Rampai Pagi nda macam aku.. Anyways, mun ada orang tahu d actual way the phrase was born, or was around when the phrase was first said (i would doubt that) gitau ku ah.. Another possible explanation was a that group of scientists researched each and every shits known to mankind to see which one cooled down the fastest.. In which case, i suggest these so-called scientists to be knocked on the head, forced to run next to the stinky lady I mentioned earlier and that new scientists to be hired in their place.. Macam macam lagi perkara lain dapat di research..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is a long blog, so I hope u can bear with me.. Aku save kajap ah.. WAH!! Now blogger saves my drafts automatically!! My life is once again, bearable!! Haha.. but seriously, makin convenient.. Next thing I know, typing can be done by just clenching my butt.. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from my voluptuous bottom, last week, i went to town and saw this "Mobility scooter" which had the brand name "Forever Active". What the F?? FOREVER ACTIVE KEPALA HOTAK MU BERJAMBUL!! I saw this dude who was AT MOST forty years old pakai a "mobility scooter".. Its a frickin' electric wheelchair is what it is, is what it is... Sheesh.. The brand name should be "Arthritis-mobile" or "Geriatrico-move-your-ass-never-again-omatic" or something like that.. Not, "forever active".. Urang nda bekaki lagi mau kan bejalan, dorang tah pulang mensiasiakan kurnia ilahi.. Malas hantap.. Bukan marah.. Geram.. Kegeraman yang berapi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9VDqck7bI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e7jbN7VLv0s/s1600-h/STRIDERMAXI3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9VDqck7bI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e7jbN7VLv0s/s400/STRIDERMAXI3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066361627237215666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound harsh, but come on, mun banar banar payah berjalan ok lah. Or mun tua sudah, ani muda muda and sihat masih.. Mun saja malas, membari sasak.. Trafik saja jalan raya olehnya.. I mean, there are other ways to travel without walking. Basikal ada. Mun payah, pasang roda damit. Or kuda kah, atleast macho jua lagi than these "mobility scooters".. Denial dorang ani calling it that.. Its like calling George Bush a "President" rather than "Prick who is in charge of other Pricks and Prickettes".. Disgraceful.. Phew.. Sabar, sabar.. Breathe in... And out... Ok, im cool, im cool.. Anyways, I saw this video on youtube.. It is of a movie involving a very cool horse stunt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5u6AFtC0fpk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5u6AFtC0fpk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!! WHAT THE F?? this video actually made my day.. MJ thriller spoof sudah, kuda sliding under truck sudah, kana timbak inda mati pun sudah!! Kreatip dorang ani eh, terpegun saya.. Kenapa warga brunei inda tepikir kan buat kuda sliding bawah trak?? HAHAHA!! Good stuff.. and to conclude this part of my post, another video from another tamil movie showing what other powers they have.. I swear, mun Heroes ada karakter tamil, he would be the leader and would have the best abilities!! But that would be unfair, so dorang nda jadi put such a character in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKqyyAUF8Ns"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKqyyAUF8Ns" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the stylish moustache flicking at the end.. Anyways, since ive been talking about tamil movies for quite a bit, its time for something thats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9YX6ck7cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qmabJgFLJ14/s1600-h/unrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9YX6ck7cI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qmabJgFLJ14/s400/unrel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066365273664449986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9Yg6ck7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7cZhIAeIgOE/s1600-h/a18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9Yg6ck7dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/7cZhIAeIgOE/s400/a18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066365428283272658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sediakan payung sebelum tahi  pigeon melanda.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dengan itu saya sudahi dengan wabillahi taufik walhidayah, wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-618696313270066085?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/618696313270066085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=618696313270066085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/618696313270066085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/618696313270066085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-post-before-exam-tia-karang.html' title='Last post before exam tia karang!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rk9OdKck7aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qxuV20_mfgY/s72-c/akjsldkjhads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-3083680798047590077</id><published>2007-05-09T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T08:52:50.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nda last pun..</title><content type='html'>Ahh, here i am yet again.. Blogging.. Well, siuk wah just spilling my thoughts and writing about the mischief and other stuff im up to.. Its been quite an uneventful week. Heck, i may even start revising today (or tomorrow.. or the day after..) Right now, im trying to get hold of some boxes to pack my stuff since I have to move out by the 9th of June. For those who dont know, Im living in a house rented by the uni for 1st year students saja, iatah mesti pindah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, two days ago, i was woken up in the morning by the smell of smoke. Kuat lah baunya atu, mun sampai aku terbangun.. But i was still quite tired so i didnt care.. "Rumah kah ni yang terbakar? Eh, malas ku ingau eh, tidur saja balik, ada tu bomba datang mun rumah hangus.." I That was the pinnacle of all laziness!! I mean, what are the chances that it actually was the house that was on fire, but still i just couldnt bother to get up.. I went back to sleep hoping that my thin bedsheets would provide enough protection from any flames.. A few minutes went by but i just could not go back to sleep! So reluctantly, i went down to check what was wrong.. CEH!! Someone burnt something in the microwave.. mun pakai microwave pun dapat hangus barang, baik makan rumput atau sushi, tantu..  Well, im not one to speak coz i think aku pun pernah hanguskan pizza in the microwave.. In my defence, it was the micwrowave punya fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, i went to the gym as usual to do some running on the treadmill. On the way, there were two small dogs (one looked like a wet fluffy pillow and the other macam gulali bangas) in my way. Takut terpalit whatever liquids they could secrete, i crossed the road early only to find that some dude was on a bicycle while having a beer.. Banyak dugaan jua eh, awal atu macam terhuyung hayang lagi jalannya tu.. Drinking and cycling , first time tah ku menyaksikan tu. Mudahaaan, kau masuk lungkang.. Amiin..  When he passed by, i looked forward to having a peaceful time at Black Lions Leisure center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it was not to be.. When i was on the treadmill there was this lady running next to me and I had the urge to release this humongous fart! Palui ni eh, should i let it rip? Shud i hold it in? I learnt that day that it is quite uncomfortable to tahan kantut sambil berlusir.. The thing is, people there know im a frequent customer, so galat rasanya kan kantut basar basar.. So i came up with this stratergy, release bit by bit.. Right after i finished the last "installment" of my farting session, the lady went away and this fat dude got on.. Lohh, mun ku tau, ku tahan skajap lagi then release the "powerbomb" and just give the guy a blaming look..  Abis cerita.. ahh well.. After running for 2.4 kilometres, i checked the calorie reading and I just burnt about 134 Calories. SHEEEET!!! Thats just one small packet of Walkers Cheese and Onion crisps! It makes all that running seem slightly insignificant.. And i think the reading should in fact be lower because i lied about my weight to the machine.. heheh.. But nda apa, asal maintain health.. Losing weight is not as easy as the adverts on TV it seems.. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RkHlWz4MYFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9xrto70pXfw/s1600-h/Press-Button-Receive-Bacon-by-toad22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RkHlWz4MYFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9xrto70pXfw/s400/Press-Button-Receive-Bacon-by-toad22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062579636186931282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar perhiasan semata mata, tiada berkenaan dengan perhiasan yang hidup mahupun yang mati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the run, i decided to cool down by watching some people playing football in the main hall. One thing I like about the football here is if people make mistakes, even if the mistakes are repetitive, the say "Unlucky". Mun di Brunei Darussalam, mun buat mistake, nda baik nasib kana sumpah saja: "PAALUUUI!!!! Nda ko be-utak kah?? BUDUH tah banar si BUDUH ani!! TALOR!! Bukan talur baguring, bukan talur mata lambu tapi talur bedadar!! Main macam bini-bini!!" My kawan punya uncle tu ajar "talur bedadar" as in ketaluran (kebongokan) seseorang atu hancur udah, nada harapan lagi.. Anyways, these group of men ada buat mistakes lah and this dude kept on saying "unlucky, mate". That was time dorang leading one nil masih.. Udah dorang concede and trailed 2-1, keluar lah kata kata kesat dan kurang manis didengar: "F*ckin' 'ell!! What d f*ck u bloody doin'??" and "Oh, for f*ck's sake!!".. Terhibur ku lah dengan karenah dorang ani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, thats all for now. Insya allah i'll post again soon (so much for the previous post being the last.. Haha.. Dib, dib..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!! This badge arrived from Scotland the other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RkHsQT4MYGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/o873d3t8zPc/s1600-h/society+of+sports+therapists+badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RkHsQT4MYGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/o873d3t8zPc/s400/society+of+sports+therapists+badge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062587221099176034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cool ah? Heheh.. bah, adang ku dulu ah.. Bye~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-3083680798047590077?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/3083680798047590077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=3083680798047590077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/3083680798047590077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/3083680798047590077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/05/nda-last-pun.html' title='Nda last pun..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RkHlWz4MYFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9xrto70pXfw/s72-c/Press-Button-Receive-Bacon-by-toad22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-9142969068598921098</id><published>2007-05-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:53:38.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow~!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so enjoying life masa ani.. Weather is beautiful, nada stress (not yet aleast) and Man Utd are doing well after years of disappointment.. Yup yup, i shud be relishing all this.. Anyways, this could be my last post before my exams. My first paper is on the 23rd pulang, but taking into consideration my laziness to post, itd be safe to say that this may well be the last post for 4-5 weeks. Let me just type out the modules i take for this year: Principles of training and fitness, Introduction to sports and exercise psychology,Massage techniques (Siuuk!!), Sport and exercise nutrition (blah!) , Sports injuries (da bomb!!) and Introduction to anatomy and physiology (Uber BLAH!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i doOont wanna think about exams dulu. Masa ani ive got tons of free time (which i really should be using to revise, but dont worry, i will.) Hmm, apa kan ku cakap ani ah.. Oh yeah! I wonder if anyone remembers any of the "white lies" (if white lies exist anyway) yang pernah kana gtau oleh orang tua tani dulu, may it be parents or neneks. Like, "jangan meniarap, karang jadi buaya.." Well, atu my aunt lah selalu cakap time aku damit and gullible.. Pas atu, kami pass tah tu the warning arah cousins lain.. "Kamu!! Jangan meniyarap wah!! Karang jadi buwaya!" Gullible banar.. Secara logik nya, nda pulang ada bukti saintifikal yang mengatakan meniarap membari jadi buaya tapi selalunya kan, ada wah bukti saintifikal. Lemme give an example, mun nda sampai makan, karang kepunan. Kepunan ani is any mishap yang happen sebab kami inda makan. A scenario would be "Eh, ada makanan atas meja, karang tah ku makan, masa ani sibuk.." Then, tetandang kerusi tah ia atu. Iatah yang kana galar kepunan tu. Anyways, i think the scientifical reasoning is when hungry, the brain wont function as well. And attention wont be as good either, iatah mudah accidents and stuff. Satu saja yang ku ijap theory orang dulu ani. "Jangan keluar, karang pengait datang ambil kau." Like, membari ijap jua tu!! Asal keluar sikit, ada pengait datang kan ambil kepala.. Berapa tahun ku traumatised olehnya..  Aduh aduh.. Anyways, at least the warnings atu for the child's own good supaya jadi anak berguna di masa hadapan kelak, so it seems justified.. Or is it?Aku banyak tu kana warning cematu dulu "jangan makan pindah pindah, karang banyak bini!" Atu tarus ku pindah pindah makan olehnya! Tapi i never moved places more than four times time damit atu tho..  Karang luan banyak.. Anyways, when i have kids nanti, and if dorang gauk (if they inherit any of my genes, im 110% sure they would be gauk..) id probably use the many "theories" that was told to me. I just hope they dont ask me "Pa, cemana kita tau banyak perkara ani kan?" My answer would be " Ah? uhh.. Trial and error lai.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, my post is supposed to be about cats actually.. dengan inda sengaja (well, maybe sengaja on some level) cakap banyak pasal theory orang dahulu kala. Right! Cats.. I just love cats, i really find them therapeutic. Dulu, the first thing id do when i come back from school would meow real loud at the house foyer and in a few seconds, i would see a white cat appear from around the corner, sprinting at full speed towards me (shaking the cat biscuit container, macam iklan whiskas, or calling its name would have had the same effect as well). I mean, siuk jua tu everyday balik skulah kana greet oleh ucing (not a typo, we called kucing 'ucing', im sure many others do as well). Anyways, then id feed the cat and after that id chill on the swing, letting the cat have a nap on my lap. So id just be sitting there on the swing for 30ish minutes with the cat sleeping. Really relaxing. And more often than not, the cat would only fall asleep if it was biting my finger.  And unless i want to wake the cat, i pretty much cant remove the finger. Oh, by the way, the cat's name was Amy (Yes, AMY. My uncle suka Amy Mastura dulu.. Turns out the cat was male!! We found that out when we wanted to sterilise it.. Skalinya bep*cung!! Kami pikir kucing bini-bini.. Its thingy was small wah, thats why kami konpius.. Patut jua malar kalah berkelayi si Amy ani, manhoodnya damit.. Mula mula Amy Mastura, akhirnya jadi Amy Search.. haha.. sian sian..) Anyways, one day, i was tired so malas ku duduk di luar with d cat, ku bawa masuk rumah while i rested on a beanbag chair. The cat bit me on my nose and it fell asleep. I cant take my nose away coz that would wake the cat up, i was too tired to do so anyways. Skalinya tertidur ku! When i woke up, the first thing i realised was the strong smell of fish. Rupanya the cat was still asleep while biting my nose! Haha, percuma tercium morning breath kucing.. Mints in its food bowl next time maybe.. Ahh, i miss that cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzK8z4MYBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DiusGFIoXv0/s1600-h/cute_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzK8z4MYBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DiusGFIoXv0/s400/cute_cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061143227324456978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar perhiasan semata mata, tiada berkenaan dengan yang hidup mahupun yang mati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, im not always good with animals, pernah sekali i was tickling the cat, and i think it got on its back and started pissing.. tarus lah ku avoid ia until its next bath.. this also happened when i picked up a turtle.. As i was holding it, this penis-like thing stuck out and water came out!! Kurang asam.. Macam urinal kah usul ku ani?? baik jua nda kana.. I dont like turtles.. Also, aku pernah tertendang ayam time balik sembahyang jumat. The chicken hit the wall and left a brown pattern.. Pikirku apa, rupanya ia terkirit time skidding on the wall.. Haha.. Skidmark, literally.. Amah jadi mangsa untuk membarus tahi ayam di dinding.. Kesian amah.. Sori mah! And for the last "con" of having a pet cat is when u go to it and it stops what it was doing and it licks ur face. Sure u feel warm and happy at first, but once u found that previously it was LICKING ITS ASS, its not that fun anymore.. Yes ladies and gentlemen, ampit jadi tisu jamban bagi kucing muka ku ani.. Kurang asham.. Mun atu nda kebasaran nda tah ku tau nyanta.. But macam makin kurang jerawat ku after that.. Hmm, ada idea untuk produk kecantikan baru.. Haha.. "Nda pakai, nda lawa nyanta!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since ive been talking quite a lot about cats, here is something that is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzOvD4MYCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gMe-ks6cQqU/s1600-h/Untitled-2%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzOvD4MYCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gMe-ks6cQqU/s400/Untitled-2%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061147389147766818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzO_D4MYDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DOwvmd2j-J8/s1600-h/Lanun+makan+karipap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzO_D4MYDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DOwvmd2j-J8/s400/Lanun+makan+karipap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061147664025673778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taa dah!! Gambar lanun makan karipap yang agung (karipap venti?) !! this picture was taken in canterbury. (Jirin, sampai ku gambar jua!!) Haha. I was sOoOoOo tempted to photoshop the karipap with something else.. but this is a blog untuk sekalian warga masyarakat.. haha.. Oh, they even sell satay here! Ada bejual di Somerfield "Chicken satay". My housemate suka makan, i told him he shud get the whole experience with kuah kacang, ketupat etc.. baru kick! Anyways, i think i got a bit carried away.. I wanted to blog a bit, but i overblogged and blogged a lot instead.. nda apa, biar labih, jangan kurang, nda ja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye dear readers, for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Adib. xoxoxo &lt;--apa erti xoxoxo? payah ku pronunciate even.. (kso - kso - kso?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzSoz4MYEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/633wFKeiZ40/s1600-h/cute_cat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzSoz4MYEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/633wFKeiZ40/s400/cute_cat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061151679820095554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RAZGRI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-9142969068598921098?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/9142969068598921098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=9142969068598921098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/9142969068598921098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/9142969068598921098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/05/meow.html' title='Meow~!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjzK8z4MYBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DiusGFIoXv0/s72-c/cute_cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-1791921509885029338</id><published>2007-05-01T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:40:52.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause you're worth it..</title><content type='html'>Ugh, it seems that i'll be sleeping late again tonite. I dont have anymore classes but i signed up for this pre exam course and so far, it has proven to be useful. The thingy was supposed to start at 10AM but i was still SO NOT confident id wake up in time. I set not one, not two, not even three but FOUR alarms so that i cud wake up. Alas, irony struck.. I woke up at SEVEN!! to make matter worse, i couldnt fall back to sleep.. kurang asam, kelabu asap.. MUN KU TAU NDA KU SIBUK PASANG ALARM!!! membari kan merandam dalam acid wah alarm clocks ah.. haha.. well, on the bright side, atleast i had plenty of time to prepare for uni.. And guess what i did? aku masak Indo Mee and telur baguring untuk di jadikan bata! haha, its been such a long time since i bebata makanan.. I still remember time form one and form two i used to bring makanan for break time from rumah.. And then makan in the class. Good ol days.. Especially mun kana batakan indo mee dalam bata atu, sumtimes minta buatkan arah amah and tapuk tapuk bebata indo mee coz takut indung menagur.. Happy tah tu time break, knowing ada indo mee dalam beg.. Macam lunch box dari syurga tu rasanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjfM3D4MYAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G8JQ7A0uy8o/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjfM3D4MYAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G8JQ7A0uy8o/s400/DSC00502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059737952679911426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh, mee goreng Indo Food, Rasanya tak boleh tahan~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anyways, Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Dengan sukacita di maklumkan bahawa seorang anak tempatan yang pada masa ini menuntut ilmu di Kent, telah mengambil inisiatif untuk mencuba nasib dalam bisnes modelling kosmetik. Muhammad Adib Hashim, seorang jejaka yang tinggi nya 1.66 meter dan berat badan lebih kurang 95 kati telah menjadi model bagi produk kecantikan khas untuk lelaki yang dihasilkan oleh Safi. Diharap semua warga Brunei dimana saja berada dapat men-support produk ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjfKWT4MX_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CplljMTpnSg/s1600-h/losyen+Adib2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjfKWT4MX_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CplljMTpnSg/s400/losyen+Adib2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059735191015940082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha.. Lanji usul ku ah.. Brunei bolehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bah, awda sekalian, mun nampak produk ani d kadai, jangan camah mata ah.. Putik dalam sepuluh butul kah, pas atu bagi bagi arah family. Amah pun bulih bagi, they need to moisturise as well! Insya allah, barang barang lain akan di tampilkan di blog ani lagi yang menampilkan model lanji kegemaran kitani.. Andangnya tu, yang lain mana merika suka tu.. Assalamualaikum (siapa tak jawab, berdosa tau!) and selamat malam (ani nda payah jawab..)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-1791921509885029338?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/1791921509885029338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=1791921509885029338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1791921509885029338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1791921509885029338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/05/cause-youre-worth-it.html' title='&apos;Cause you&apos;re worth it..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RjfM3D4MYAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G8JQ7A0uy8o/s72-c/DSC00502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-1840859899334651187</id><published>2007-04-22T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T11:44:11.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokin'!!</title><content type='html'>Syukur ke hadrat illahi.. Hari ani si Jirin cool down sudah.. Maybe ia buang tebiat di pantai Margate.. or maybe sudah pass PMS nya.. But whatever it is, its nice to have peace in 82, St Peters Grove again.. Tadi pagi, i cooked mee goreng not once, not twice but three times! Alhamdulillah, licin habiss and customers keenam enam satisfied.. Nda apa, kali ani free, lain kali 3 pounds sepiring, insya allah.. (nadadeh, inda kan main charge mun makan d rumah..inda kan daras gila harta sampai cematu..) Time aku masak tadi, si Jirin papat kuku arah big toe. Padahal kuku nya atu sihat, tapi di papat nya jua masih.. Babal!! Akibatnya, terpapat sampai isi sikit.. Labat lah berdarah his toe. Di balut nya sudah, tapi berdarah masih dengan labatnya. Kesian ku meliat lah. So what i did, ku bandage big toe nya atu properly dan alhamdulillah, berkat hati tulus ikhlas dengan niat suci murni untuk membantu kawan, pantan (berhenti berdarah) tah luka nya atu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivOhvuL98I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nFvSa6ZIm_M/s1600-h/broken_toe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivOhvuL98I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nFvSa6ZIm_M/s400/broken_toe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056362085794707394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar hiasan semata mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, blog ku ani actually pasal shisha. Baru baru ani aku lose my shisha virginity. Shisha that time rasanya nda berapa nyaman lah. Mun melintas kadai shisha, baunya semerbak tidak terhingga. Memberi taislur!! Sudah ku try, disappointed ku lah. Nada pun macam fruits dancing on my tongue or something like that. I saw on the box, the flavouring thingy is actually made up of molasses and tobacco. Sekali ku research lah pasal hazards of shisha ani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A review published in the medical journal, Pediatrics, found that the concentration of cancer-causing and addictive substances in water-pipes may be considerably lower to those found in cigarettes, with the heat involved being insufficient to generate carcinogenic substances (Knishkowy and Amitai, 2005). Studies have shown that the typical hookah (also known as shisha) smoker spends more time per smoking session exposed to the smoke than do other smokers, but it has been proved that with the absence of carcinogens, tars, and nicotine the smoke can be considerably less harmful. Thomas Eissenberg, a professor of psychology at Virginia Commonwealth University, co-authored a review on hookah smoking which found that a session of hookah smoking which lasts about 45 minutes, delivers 1/60th the tar, 1/10th the carbon monoxide and 1/200th the nicotine than a single cigarette. Generally, a cigarette will last no more than 5 minutes, which takes approximately 14-37 cigarettes in order to compare to the 45 minutes hookah session. (information available from Wikipedia.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivL8_uL97I/AAAAAAAAAGs/PxIfVconphg/s1600-h/Qalyoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivL8_uL97I/AAAAAAAAAGs/PxIfVconphg/s400/Qalyoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056359255411259314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being bulky is the reason why Popeye opted for a pipe instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So kira good news lah for shisha enthusiasts. As for myself, im not a big fan of shisha-ing. Anyways, since there has been quite a lot of info in this blog and i want to relieve some tension for users here is something that is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivKp_uL95I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jBdcIH3CeRw/s1600-h/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivKp_uL95I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jBdcIH3CeRw/s400/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056357829482117010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivK3vuL96I/AAAAAAAAAGk/QUP_Rqtf5gw/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivK3vuL96I/AAAAAAAAAGk/QUP_Rqtf5gw/s400/DSC00463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056358065705318306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Bwoh!! Nampak kepala!! Alhamdulillah, ada kepala!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha, that pic was taken time Azah punya Birthday party at Kaka May's house. There was a nice ball in the backyard and me and Jirin decided it would be funy to take a picture of my water breaking with him as Bidan Kerajaan. Sakit usul ku ah.. Anyways, till next time. Bye! (Haha.. starting to sound like a corny after school special show..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-1840859899334651187?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/1840859899334651187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=1840859899334651187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1840859899334651187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1840859899334651187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/04/smokin.html' title='Smokin&apos;!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RivOhvuL98I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nFvSa6ZIm_M/s72-c/broken_toe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-47672913011366383</id><published>2007-04-19T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T15:14:35.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari menganiaya si Jirin~!  ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hai!! I feel so perky right now!! Post ani saya tujukan buat kawan dan sahabat saya yang sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aAaA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ngat karib, Khairul Hazirin. Khairul.. Suatu nama yang boleh menyebabkan dahak awda terpancut keluar apabila menyebutnya. Sebenarnya post ini bukan lah untuk mencari kelahi, sebenarnya sayang ku si Jirin ani. Orang nya cali, sudahpun cali baik dan pemurah lagi. Mun kana suruh arahku untuk pilih siapa yang ku recommend masuk syurga firdausi, Si Jirin or George Bush, sudah pasti ku sokong application si Khai ani. Allah selamatkan Khairul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, post ani half driven by guilt.. Dari tadi aku menganiaya si Jirin. Siuk lah. Dari pagi sampai malam kami saling atil mengatil. Iatah kan ku ceritakan satu persatu secara terperinci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi hari Khamis, si Jirin di atas aku d bawah (hahahaha.. Dodgy bunyinya..) Maksudku si Jirin tingkat atas, aku di dapur. Ku lihat piring mangkuk yang alum kana cuci bertimbown!! So aku, dengan inisiatif seorang lelaki tarus start mencuci the aforementioned pinggan mangkuk. Sudah si Jirin nampak, ia kata ia INSIST ia cuci piring coz alasannya andang ia set his mind to clean them last night. Oleh kerana si Jirin lagi basar dari aku, aku pun mengalah lah. Tapi kurang ku puas hati lah sebab aku biasanya finish what i started. So eksen tah ku di kaki tangga and aku berpura pura berdialog dengan si Melo (time atu si Melo tidur dalam bilik pulang masih..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenapa Melo?"&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;"Di dapur ia cuci piring.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, aku pun gtau si Jirin "Jirin, Melo panggil kau." So si Jirin kan cuba cakap dengan Melo FROM THE KITCHEN. "Kenapa Melo?" kira kurang logik lah, so si Faizah kata "Cubatah ko aga, Jirin." Si jirin ani, di aga nya ke kaki tangga terpanggil panggil Melo. Sampai ia naik ke atas lah. Di check nya bilik si Melo, rupanya ia tidur masih. Si erman start lah saspek aku buat act of mischief "Cuba check muka si Adib ani. NYANGKU!!! Ketawa ketawa ia!" Time si Jirin turun, i already cleaned one plate. Lapas atu, ia takeover balik cuci piring tapi nyaman lah hati gue sebab boleh menghasilkan lakonan ala ala Kudil Sukor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku cari kelayi sama si Jirin lagi patang atu.. Time atu ia sembahyang di atas and liftuf nya tinggal di bawah.. Apa lagi, ku pasang lah gambar George Bush pakai thong berwarna pelangi basar basar arah skrinnya.. Udah atu, ku gtau ia yang ia ada email masuk "Dari siapa?" tanyanya. "Mana ku tau, ku dangar bunyi email alert saja." Udah ia turun, kedangaran sampai ke atas ia bersumpah basar basar.. Time atu, aku baru angkat takbir sembahyang asar, ketawalah ku..  In fact, tiga kali ku angkat takbir.. Ketawa lah punya pasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RifpR_uL94I/AAAAAAAAAGU/0PAATtg1iXk/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RifpR_uL94I/AAAAAAAAAGU/0PAATtg1iXk/s400/DSC00466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055265602118875010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar perhiasan semata-mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As if nda cukup aku atil ia dua kali, ku atil ia kali ke tiga dan terakhir. (Well, ada pulang penganiayaan dan penderaan kecil kecilan, tapi mun atu ku masukkan, panjang macam doctoral dissertation karang blog ku ani.) Like i said before, best trilogies come in threes. so ku complete kan lah with this last teasing. Si jirin ani, banyak mendapat comment "Wah kurus ia udah!" dari familynya in his tagboard. So aku pun masukkan lah comment yang berunsur gosip..&lt;br /&gt;Comment tersebut berbunyi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="chatterspan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="javascript:popupinfo('%24dDoxMTc3MDUxODg5fGk6MTQ1MjQ3NTAyOA%253D%253D');" title="Info"&gt;Adib&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: PERHATIAN!! Kurus jangan di sangka sihat!! Khairul Hazirin disyaki menghidapi ANOREXIA! Harap maklum ahli keluarga Khairul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kisah untuk hari ini.. Cerita ini diniatkan untuk informasi bersama. Hidup ani, mun nada joking around and messing about, will be quite dull nyanta!! Kepada khairul hazirin, mun tuan peramba kan launch counter-attack, dengan hormatnya dipersilakan.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-47672913011366383?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/47672913011366383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=47672913011366383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/47672913011366383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/47672913011366383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/04/mari-menganiaya-si-jirin.html' title='Mari menganiaya si Jirin~!  ^_^'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RifpR_uL94I/AAAAAAAAAGU/0PAATtg1iXk/s72-c/DSC00466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-1912100319077632639</id><published>2007-04-12T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:50:47.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita cerita sikit..</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! Ive been staying at Jirin, Erman and Melo's house di Canterbury since last friday. So far siuk lah stay ku as usual. Ive been lazy though time cuti ani. This post ani pun just to let some time by.. Lately ive got this thing on my mind, making me kusut lah jua.. so if anyone sees me looking like im down or deep in thought or macam in sombre mood, dont worry lah. Im just memikirkan hal keduniaan.. Aiseh! Well, since im blogging ani, I guess i might as well toss in a story or two.. Kajap ah, menghirup teh dulu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, im sure all of us pernah do some sort of mischief time damit damit dulu (some more than others) .. Apa jua inda, kanak kanak pintar selalunya gauk lah, makin pintar makin gauk.. inda jua kan di doakan supaya tuyu kan? Iatah, I must admit, me and my brother teramat gauk lah time 5-6 years ago (masa ani pun gauk jua masih lah, mudahan jua anak-anak ku nda mewarisi luan banyak deh.. Jauh palis!!) Anyways, i have about 20 cousins lah and that is balah bonda ku baru, yang balah my father basar basar udah.. Since my siblings are the eldest cousins, kami tah conquer jadi kepala angkatan cucu Pengiran Hj Ismail bin Pengiran Hj Sabtu. Dan sebagai cucu-cucu lelaki paling senior, hobi me and my brother ialah menganiaya cousin yang lain (udah menangis oleh kami baru tah kami run for cover..) Siuk lah main atil-mengatil. Especially time ada family gathering. meriah tah tu kanak kanak berlusir lusir sana sini umpama babun yang jubur nya terpalit lada padi.. Siuk ada jua tapi selalunya membari gergitan and sakit kepala ibarat nyanyian William Hung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i still remember lah time kami ada majlis arah my Ngangah. Time atu aku chill dalam bilik my sepupu, skali tarus tarus my brother masuk macam orang guilty.. Lebih kurang macam Scofield dalam Prison Break.. Ku tanya arah kedidia kenapa ia cematu. Rupanya ia bagas mengatil my cousin sampai menangis.. Apa lagi, marah lah my Tua.. My tua ani bagus urang nya, iatah jadi Judge Dredd di rumah abis nini dulu.. Judge, Jury and Executioner.. Haha, tukang disiplin lah pokoknya.. Beliau memang digeruni kanak kanak family PIF (Pengiran Ismail &amp; Fatimah) mun ternampak sikit matuka BMW nya masuk geres, berlusir tah kami bertapuk and berlakon jadi budak budak soleh dan solehah. Anyways, iatah my Tua atu kan punish my brother, biasanya kana suruh duduk dalam surau and baca surah banyak banyak (bagus jua tu!!). Tapi me ada buah fikiran la kan selamatkan my brother ani. Me suruh ia dress macam orang Alim: Bertasbih, berkain sembahyang and bertopi haji.. For final touch, ku pasang watercolour purple arah dahinya (kira takah kuat sembahnyang lah tu). So udah atu, ku gitau my uncle my brother (Si Awie namanya) ada dalam bilik my cousin. Time my uncle masuk bilik, memang ia marah, tapi aku konfiden plan ku ani pasti akan berada di ambang kejayaan. Nah, udah ia liat my brother cematu dengan senyuman yang manis menusuk jiwa, terkidum then ketawa tah my uncle. tapi lapas atu nampak ia struggle untuk stop ketawa. kan cuba marah balik tapi apakan daya, cali bah!! my brother lagi buntak and bulat time atu.. So off the hook lah si Awie thanks to abangnya.. Anyways, ku suruh si Sofi buat komik pasal hari atu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rh6NFSe0CtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/pQUrdmb3vmQ/s1600-h/Komik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rh6NFSe0CtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/pQUrdmb3vmQ/s400/Komik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052630953956215506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam miatu tah cerita ku kali ani. Ginis kan? Bah, minta diri abis peramba dulu ah.. Kusung parut nyanta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-1912100319077632639?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/1912100319077632639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=1912100319077632639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1912100319077632639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1912100319077632639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/04/cerita-cerita-sikit.html' title='Cerita cerita sikit..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rh6NFSe0CtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/pQUrdmb3vmQ/s72-c/Komik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-3321571098751041681</id><published>2007-04-08T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:29:44.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari Melawat Muzium!</title><content type='html'>Ahh!! I finally have time to post again! Its been such a long long week. The first few days of my easter hols have been quite uneventful.. So i decided to pop down London for a bit. Now for some Bruneians, they'd think "Eh, mun ganya Lundun, alum lagi eventful tu.. Boring ada lah.." Now, while I agree that London can be quite dull sometimes, but I seriously appreciate the fact that its such a busy and bustling city.. The buildings, the sheer amount of people and the ridiculously constipated traffic are all trademarks of this city some of us call home. I went to London mainly just to get away from Gillingham. I needed a change in enviroment badly. Gillingham is a small town and it is very very serene area. London on the other hand is almost always alive with people (di Gillingham atu sunyi nyanta eh.. Sundays its almost a ghost town..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i went with Sofi, katanya ia kan lawat national gallery pasal kana recommend for Fine Art students to go there. Kami jumpa di Victoria station sebab Sofi ani first time ke London since arriving in October. So aku teach lah ia ani cana pakai tube and stuff. I was so flabbergasted when i found tat a single tube ride costs frickin 4 pounds udah!! It was 3pounds last January. Ugh.. teruk inflasi sini ani eh.. When we got to Brunei Hall (headquarters ku!!) we just rested for 10ish minutes and tarus ku bawa si Sofi jalan ke Oxford street.. I just loved how the city was at night. Sunyi and peaceful with lit up buildings.. The weather was on our side as well with occasional cool breezes. When we reached niketown, we headed back to Brunei Hall before heading back out to hve dinner at Nahar. Ok lah makanan nya sana.. Nyaman lagi Malaysian Hall or Mawar. When we got to Brunei hall (for the third time that night),  called my friend Diyana anak Cikgu Ibrahim to see if her offer to show me around London was still valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we met up with her and we went to the Science Museum. Siuk lah sana atu, macam macam info ada and it was really interesting. We were there for 3 hours and we still couldnt finish going around the museum!! We also went to Chinatown in Picadilly and this coOoOoOoOl bookshop called Forbidden Planet. Unfortunately, when we wanted to get back to Brunei Hall, we got stuck in traffic for one and half hours.. That sucked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, kami aga National Gallery pulang. Our guide this time was Asyura. I didnt think looking at paintings was gonna be too interesting but it turns out to be quite a fun!! Here are some pics i took at the Science Museum and the National Gallery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhjq9YfSkfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PtiZN2jSXvw/s1600-h/DSC00333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhjq9YfSkfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PtiZN2jSXvw/s400/DSC00333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051045322362622450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjrRYfSkgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UPPSq3-A_3M/s1600-h/DSC00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjrRYfSkgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UPPSq3-A_3M/s400/DSC00335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051045665960006146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spoil bini bini ah.. Asi asi ia masuk shot ani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjrfofSkhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TW5G47kXl5Y/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjrfofSkhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TW5G47kXl5Y/s400/DSC00348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051045910773142034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just HAD to take this pic.. That sign was asking for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjtBYfSkjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/p4Yx2Qcm9Yo/s1600-h/DSC00349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjtBYfSkjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/p4Yx2Qcm9Yo/s400/DSC00349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051047590105354802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha.. Peraduan taik idung siapa basar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjvV4fSkkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iNyG9zGnV54/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhjvV4fSkkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iNyG9zGnV54/s400/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051050141315928642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj2RIfSklI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Kjnu0mFbz3Y/s1600-h/DSC00352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj2RIfSklI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Kjnu0mFbz3Y/s400/DSC00352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051057756292944466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;click to enlarge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj3M4fSkmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NkJCLNnyktY/s1600-h/DSC00353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj3M4fSkmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NkJCLNnyktY/s400/DSC00353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051058782790128226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj5tYfSknI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OV0yySoCLXQ/s1600-h/DSC00365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj5tYfSknI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OV0yySoCLXQ/s400/DSC00365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051061540159132274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Artificial pacemaker.&lt;br /&gt;Could also be the look of a new Apple innovation: internal hard disk music player..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj6eYfSkoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I0ws2-_U1w8/s1600-h/DSC00367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj6eYfSkoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I0ws2-_U1w8/s400/DSC00367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051062381972722306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Microscopic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj9e4fSkpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/a93tf5sV__U/s1600-h/DSC00371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhj9e4fSkpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/a93tf5sV__U/s400/DSC00371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051065689097540242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did he do to deserve such punishment??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhkDtofSkqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RnNpBVrY79g/s1600-h/DSC00374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhkDtofSkqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RnNpBVrY79g/s400/DSC00374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051072539570377378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kerusi untuk menolong melancarkan "pelaburan" yang keras lagi degil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhkHiYfSkrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2aTVzxj3cKA/s1600-h/DSC00377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhkHiYfSkrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2aTVzxj3cKA/s400/DSC00377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051076744343360178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uhh.. No comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhlvHYfSkvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XNatWfW9w3Q/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RhlvHYfSkvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XNatWfW9w3Q/s400/DSC00386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051190629696180978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the bus where we waited ONE AND A HALF HOURS to reach Brunei Hall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhl2tofSkwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tVMmdZ7HRR0/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhl2tofSkwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tVMmdZ7HRR0/s400/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051198983407571714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We had so much fun lah those two days in London, educational and fun! I even wanted to stay longer di London for opening of the Primark in Oxford Street. But i heard it was so crowded and ada people even pacah kan one of the display windows. Bah, adang ku dulu eh. Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-3321571098751041681?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/3321571098751041681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=3321571098751041681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/3321571098751041681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/3321571098751041681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/04/mari-melawat-muzium.html' title='Mari Melawat Muzium!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rhjq9YfSkfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PtiZN2jSXvw/s72-c/DSC00333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-6916904020313302794</id><published>2007-04-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:07:53.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes!! MY EYES!!</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! I watched "300" the other day and it was such a violent movie. Penuh dengan adegan cucuk menyucuk, tabak menabak and kepala punggal memunggal. Patut jua rating nya Mature. Mun d Brunei, 35 tahun keatas pun nda di syorkan meliat kali. Ganas hantap.. Anyways, after watching the movie. I did some research lah arah online encyclopedia. Rupanya movie atu based on a true historical occurance! Wah! Hebat banar spartans atu. Mun ada orang cipta umu atau ubat gigi jenama Spartan gerenti aku mau try!! Research punya research, datang arah satu page pasal Battle of Thermopylae (Hot Gates in the movie ah). And arah that page ada drawing  kana lukis depicting the battle. Sekali ku zoom in, rupanya BUGIL orang sparta ah!! Aku appreciate yang director atu nda insist membiarkan movie atu di shoot dengan pelakon bugil. Bermuscle pulang kali anunya, but nda jua tahan kan dua jam liat *ehem* bergantungan dan berkeliaran (well, nda pulang berkeliaran.. Saja pakai word atu for dramatic effect..) 300 atu lagi quite a vigorous movie.. Anyways, lukisan nya indah dan molek but i feel it is my responsibililility untuk ubah sedikit gambar atu agar sesuai ditonton oleh semua lapisan masyarakat ("U" rating lah kononya). Oh, the dude in the middle is supposed to be the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg_I4xW2taI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xnyox5YPFSw/s1600-h/reality+of+greek+war+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg_I4xW2taI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xnyox5YPFSw/s400/reality+of+greek+war+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048474584953042338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There we go! Nda jua membari rabun mata meliat. Enjoy! (Cam biasa, click to enlarge image.)&lt;br /&gt;Mun pihak abiskita kan melihat jua versi 18XXX nya, here's the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Jacques-Louis_David_004.jpg"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Tanggung sendiri ah mun termuntah arah komputer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-6916904020313302794?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/6916904020313302794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=6916904020313302794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/6916904020313302794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/6916904020313302794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-eyes-my-eyes.html' title='My eyes!! MY EYES!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg_I4xW2taI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xnyox5YPFSw/s72-c/reality+of+greek+war+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-2597050143193196229</id><published>2007-03-31T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T01:54:28.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasi Katok in Britain??</title><content type='html'>Moshi moshi!! I feel so relieved right now coz IM FREE!! Haha.. No more annoying assignments, no more lectures and the best part is: Easter holidays!! Hunting talur tah ku ni nda lama lagi.. Heheh.. Oh, I finally added a tagboard for my blog, try scrolling somewhere lower in the page, ada ia tu palak-palak.. I think i might go to london this weekend, insya allah, and hopefully i'll get back in time for the delivery of my shoes, or trainers as they call it here, from America. Anyways, its been six months since ive arrived in UK and naturally, i miss some of the Bruneian foods that i love to eat (and god knows, I just love to eat!) Last week when we were on the way back from Brunotts, our journey got held up coz some genius thought "Hold on a minnit, ive go' me an excellent oy-dea. Why dont we close a major highway and should save it from wear and tear!! Briliant, innit?" and that caused our journey to be extended from 3 hours to six and a half bloody hours!! The driver had to find a small road that could lead us back to the highway, balik balik he had to as kfor directions. I dont know much about biology of the ass but my bum was almost made flat that day, duduk for almost 6 hours.. Atu kan bisai voluptuous udah.. (Haha! Perasan..) Anyways, all that time gave us the chance to reflect the food we (by "we" i mean Zul, Wafi, Sofi and myself) missed and nasi katok came up. Nasi katok Mata-Mata lah, nasi katok Jangsak lah, nasi katok Restoran Alma lah.. "eeh, awu nyaman tu sana, tapi berminyak", "awu , berminyak, tapi nyaman", "awu, tapi berminyak..". Macam macam perbincangan kami ari atu. So the next morning, i asked Jirin, "apa baik di masak ah?" and his initial answer (as usual) would be "antah ah.." And i smiled a bit and suggested (with repeated raising of the eyebrows) "Mun nasi katok?" and he agreed. So we woke Melo up and and we went grocery shopping. Mula mula kami aga this small greengrocer arah westgate, then we went to the oriental shop nearby. "Bah, apa kan ko bali di sini?" nya si Jirin. "Eh, kau jua bawa aku ke mari!" i said. "Kau jua kata ko kan me mari!!" he blurted. To be honest, i still dont know who bawa who there that day.. (although it did suspiciously feel like Jirin yang bawa..) Once we got all the stuff we need, we went home and I prepared the marinade for the fried chicken. At first, the flour and the eggs dont seem to want to mix and i thought i had done something wrong. Since no one was looking, id figured if i had chucked the whole thing out and start again, no one would know. But i tried mixing them again (kuat kuat!) and they finally did mix.. Hmm, macam arranged marriage.. Mula-mula malu-malu but mun lama-lama udah atu, ok lah dorang.. Next came the question of frying the chicken, baked or deep fried? Since Melo and Jirin knew aku ani health conscious and nda suka minyak, we decided to have a compromise and shallow fry. Then, while we were cooking, datang tia si Erman and Faizah and not long after that, Sofi. Takut ku ayam atu nda cukup so membali tah some chicken di Munchies and everyone was happy. The sambal was very very hot. (Nando's Peri Peri sauce atu cam ayeng mun compare dengan power sambal ku..) Well, nda sengaja lah buat padas cematu coz the chilli extract i used atu cam industrial strength.. Nauzubillah padas nya nyanta! For a while it felt like summer with me sweating buckets. But the main thing was, taisliur kami semua kan makan nasi katok dapat jua di sampaikan walaupun jauh di negara orang pew-tey (and kana puji masakan ku. Yeah, mesti mention.. :p) bak kata pepatah: "perut kenyang, hati pun senang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian blog saya/peramba/kaola, Wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg4eyxW2tYI/AAAAAAAAADk/2yUEwgig3fI/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg4eyxW2tYI/AAAAAAAAADk/2yUEwgig3fI/s400/DSC00321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048006089920394626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makan dengan tangan beramai-ramai. Itulah cara Brunei. Macam niniku udah style Sofi ah (far right.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg4fPRW2tZI/AAAAAAAAADs/vv7yv3T4Y5A/s1600-h/nasi+katok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg4fPRW2tZI/AAAAAAAAADs/vv7yv3T4Y5A/s400/nasi+katok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048006579546666386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mun batah udah nda liat atu, yang simple pun buat air liur menitis.. I miss u, nasi katok~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-2597050143193196229?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/2597050143193196229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=2597050143193196229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2597050143193196229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/2597050143193196229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/nasi-katok-in-britain.html' title='Nasi Katok in Britain??'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rg4eyxW2tYI/AAAAAAAAADk/2yUEwgig3fI/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-1185494022267884911</id><published>2007-03-25T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:47:59.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build you up to knock you down..</title><content type='html'>I was at Jirin's house last weekend (as usual) and this time I was with Sofi, (who had never been to Jirin's house before). We were waiting for dinner to be cooked and we talked about various things. One subject that came up was A level results. Jirin's maths breakdown was AS Pure maths (A), AS Stats (E), A2 Mechanics (A) and A2 pure maths (E). Mr Goo congratulated Jirin on his result for mechanics, "Wah Khairul! So good lah your mechanics. I feel like ive passed something on to you!" Basically, Mr Goo was impressed that Jirin got an 'A' for his mechanics (and considering he used to skip lessons, an 'A' was an excellent result!). Actually, according to Jirin, Mr Goo was complimenting himself to be able to get a student an 'A' even when student didnt attend classes regularly (or sumthing like that). Anyways, right after complimenting Jirin for his achievement in mechanics, he mentioned that he did horriblly in his A2 pure maths.. To make things worse, he mentioned that he actually expected Jirin to get a 'U' for it! Iatah, Jirin so didnt see that coming. Baik jua nda jauh hatinya.. Anyways, i have an analogy for what happened with Jirin and Mr Goo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Mr Goo can be sed to lift Jirin up. All is well, and Jirin is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbAP4MR5cI/AAAAAAAAADE/K-W_mzSBJ1I/s1600-h/Flyingjirin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbAP4MR5cI/AAAAAAAAADE/K-W_mzSBJ1I/s400/Flyingjirin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045931811529680322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, with his negative comment, things suddenly changed tone.. Cam kana bagi "powerbomb"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbBMIMR5dI/AAAAAAAAADM/8kkgYt-H0HA/s1600-h/FNSD-94976_084%5B1%5Djirinslam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbBMIMR5dI/AAAAAAAAADM/8kkgYt-H0HA/s400/FNSD-94976_084%5B1%5Djirinslam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045932846616798674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ibarat kana "powerbomb".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with his final remark, macam kana bagi elbow drop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbDxoMR5fI/AAAAAAAAADc/abVVMsE6_h4/s1600-h/edropjirin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbDxoMR5fI/AAAAAAAAADc/abVVMsE6_h4/s400/edropjirin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045935689885148658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the moral of the story is: please try to use the sandwich approach when possible untuk jaga hati the person. Si Jirin kata he didnt feel too bad pulang , coz ia biasa dah teacher's looking down on him. Haha. The sandwich approach: one good comment, then the criticism and another good comment. Kira untuk sugar coat the bitter comment lah kirakan. Anyways, udah practice  dua tiga kali, u guys should  be biasa udah with this method. Bah, till next time on Adib's courtesy 101, bye! (haha, si tayi..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-1185494022267884911?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/1185494022267884911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=1185494022267884911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1185494022267884911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/1185494022267884911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/build-you-up-to-knock-you-down.html' title='Build you up to knock you down..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/RgbAP4MR5cI/AAAAAAAAADE/K-W_mzSBJ1I/s72-c/Flyingjirin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4812882475962967582</id><published>2007-03-20T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:56:01.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making good use of your looks.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum! Funny thing happened to me last month. I was on the way to the train station  to go to Canterbury one evening when this bald, stocky looking dude who was wearing a leather jacket came up to me. I realised he had a big can of Stella Artois in his jacket pocket as well. So he sez to me "Hey, can u help me out?". This dude wasnt being specific and in addition to having to catch a train, I really didnt want to get involved with this bloke. Well, people have always though i looked oriental (so far, ive been mistaken as: Chinese,  Japanese, Korean, Thai, Bangladeshi, Qatari and Bahraini). So after some hesitation, these words came out of my mouth. "Shorry, no inggerish." The guy seemed slightly dejected but continued to talk, "No english? Cantonese?". IT WORKED!! However, i started to feel uneasy and wanted to get back on my journey as fast as possible. SO I sed for a 2nd time: "No inggerish! No inggerish!" and walked off (at quite a fast pace, might i add). Well, I was lucky the dude didnt realise that my hoody clearly read "University of Kent, Centre for Sports Studies". Ive never been more thankful for having sepet eyes passed on to me from my parents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4812882475962967582?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4812882475962967582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4812882475962967582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4812882475962967582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4812882475962967582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/making-good-use-of-your-looks.html' title='Making good use of your looks.'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-167578846606401663</id><published>2007-03-19T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T03:54:17.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink~</title><content type='html'>Ooh! Look at this picture! It was take quite a while ago in Nottingham. We were there for the Malaysian Notts games. The photo was taken while we were waiting for our coaches to arrive. Cant wait to go there again for BruNotts games this Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf-9H4MR5YI/AAAAAAAAACk/2wsHA5j63Qs/s1600-h/piang%21%21+swept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf-9H4MR5YI/AAAAAAAAACk/2wsHA5j63Qs/s400/piang%21%21+swept.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043958050718868866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Piyang!! (pink!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-167578846606401663?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/167578846606401663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=167578846606401663' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/167578846606401663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/167578846606401663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty in Pink~'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf-9H4MR5YI/AAAAAAAAACk/2wsHA5j63Qs/s72-c/piang%21%21+swept.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-688861450982738306</id><published>2007-03-18T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:25:21.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at 82, St Peter's Grove..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey dudes and dudettes! Hope u guys are having a good weekend. I am currently spending mine in Canterbury at Jirin's place. In fact, i think i spend every other weekend here! Its 9.39 in the morning right now and this is such an early bird post, i know. Im having such a good time here (as usual). Yesterday, we got a frisbee and tossed it around at Dane John park. Funny thing happened. When we went too Woolworths to get the frisbee, the price was not listed anywhere on the frisbee packing nor on the shelf, so we took the first one off the hook and asked a sales assistant. She took the frisbee away and after a minute or two she came back with the price. "Its a pound." she said.  We were quite surprised at the price and took the frisbee to the check out counter. After that, we walked to the park and as we got through the gates, Jirin opened the wrapping and threw it away. Then I said to him "Why the hell did we get an obnoxiously pink frisbee?".  "Awu ah!! Nda ku realise!!". The fact that the frisbee was sOoO pink and bright yet we didnt realise it was so funny, considering the wrapping was a tranparent plastic bag.. Neither me, Jirin or Melo sadar wah! Haha.. Unfortunately, the day was so very windy and we learnt that frisbee throwing is not as easy as we thought it would be.. After a while, we went home to have lunch. After lunch I said it would be nice just to sit around at the city centre since the weather was absolutely gorgeous. Jirin suggested we go to the park instead,  so we did (we went to this beautiful park that we found by chance or dare i say, serendipitously.. heheh) Here are some pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2estJ4DaI/AAAAAAAAABc/iOeyQFKPIoc/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2estJ4DaI/AAAAAAAAABc/iOeyQFKPIoc/s400/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043361648597274018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the way to city centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2e9tJ4DbI/AAAAAAAAABk/_WKkj2mKl4U/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2e9tJ4DbI/AAAAAAAAABk/_WKkj2mKl4U/s400/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043361940655050162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fL9J4DcI/AAAAAAAAABs/6mBLHEIbHiA/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fL9J4DcI/AAAAAAAAABs/6mBLHEIbHiA/s400/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043362185468186050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fXdJ4DdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uqbT87SUkLs/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fXdJ4DdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uqbT87SUkLs/s400/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043362383036681682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fiNJ4DeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/heC9DHCfg6M/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fiNJ4DeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/heC9DHCfg6M/s400/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043362567720275426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, lagi gambar Jirin and Melo.. Bulih start rumours ni.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, the main event of the day was (yup, you guessed it) dinner at 82, St Peter's Grove. Rabz needed to release tension after finishing her essay (plus she was PMSing) so she came over at 7pm to have dinner with us. Earlier we said we were full, yet we still managed to stuff a plate of food each (Rabz makan dua piring and 3 drumsticks, kudos..) Jirin cooked ayam masak merah and we helped to keep him company while he cooked (and that was all the help we gave him.. sori Jirin!). We had Bruneian style meal, as requested by the PMSing Rabz, who in my opinion didnt seem like PMSing, she seemed calm and wasnt irritable. Which makes me wonder, has PMS gone soft? Will this be a trend with all women now? ANYWAYS, we all ate with our hands ala ala kampung. The only thing missing was washing our hands into a bowl from water poured from a small kettle and eating on a mat on the floor.. Maybe next time.. Lets see, we had ayam masak miyah (merah), talor dadar and sambal ikan bilis. I had lotsa fun and the food was excellent, kalah nasi katok di pasar IMO. Well done Jirin! Girls, what u lot waitin' for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fudJ4DfI/AAAAAAAAACE/kJiltj_WdX8/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2fudJ4DfI/AAAAAAAAACE/kJiltj_WdX8/s400/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043362778173672946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2gBdJ4DgI/AAAAAAAAACM/1w8Bvu6xlRA/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2gBdJ4DgI/AAAAAAAAACM/1w8Bvu6xlRA/s400/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043363104591187458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bak kata pepatah, Perut kenyang, hati pun senang. After sending Rabz to the bus station, we went home and i think i went to sleep soon after, satisfied on how my day had gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-688861450982738306?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/688861450982738306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=688861450982738306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/688861450982738306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/688861450982738306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/dinner-at-82-st-peters-grove.html' title='Dinner at 82, St Peter&apos;s Grove..'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pRYw5sqkWn8/Rf2estJ4DaI/AAAAAAAAABc/iOeyQFKPIoc/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-4779658885658453154</id><published>2007-03-17T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:57:14.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny~!!</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to Jennifer Colidge. An actress i admire so so much due to her unquestionable ability to push my buttons. U may know her from the tv shows "Friends" and "Joey", as well her ever so annoying performance in the movie "Click". Not many will argue when i say that she is probably the most irritating lady (or even person) on the screens right now. Yet, here i am writing about her. Fret not my friends, this post is not to bad mouth the bad mouthed Jenny Coolidge, but merely an expression of admiration for how effective she conveys her message "I am annoying." to viewers. As a Bruneian would say, "Banci tapi suka". Here's a clip from Joey, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjdZGvQJSzE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjdZGvQJSzE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-4779658885658453154?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/4779658885658453154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=4779658885658453154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4779658885658453154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/4779658885658453154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/jenny.html' title='Jenny~!!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-585617158418653670.post-5887765484334769009</id><published>2007-03-17T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:11:22.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New home!</title><content type='html'>Woah, a new home for Serendipitious chronicles of a boy! Well Rabz, i hope you're happy. Anyways, I havent got anything proper to blog about right now, but insya allah there shud be one on the way. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/585617158418653670-5887765484334769009?l=adibhashim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/feeds/5887765484334769009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=585617158418653670&amp;postID=5887765484334769009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/5887765484334769009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/585617158418653670/posts/default/5887765484334769009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adibhashim.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-home.html' title='New home!'/><author><name>Muhammad Adib Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731011546633723578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
