<?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-6816148970537593389</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:19:43.990+08:00</updated><category term='Terrors'/><category term='Occasions'/><category term='Announcements'/><category term='etc.'/><title type='text'>"My Own Rule Book"</title><subtitle type='html'>"A space where I am in control of everything!!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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عيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;بـما مضى أم بأمر فيك تـجديد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أما الأحـبة فالبيـداء دونـهـم &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;فليـت دونك بيدا دونـها بيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لولا العلى لم تجب بي ما أجوب بها &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وجـناء حرف ولا جرداء قيـدود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وكان أطيب من سيفي مضاجعـة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أشبـاه رونقـه الغيـد الأماليـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لم يتـرك الدهر من قلبي ولا كبدي &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;شـيء تتيمـه عيـن ولا جيــد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;يا ساقيـي أخـمر في كؤوسكمـا &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أم في كؤوسكمـا هـم وتسهيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أصخـرة أنـا مالـي لا تحركنـي &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;هذي الـمدام ولا هذي الأغاريـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;إذا أردت كميـت اللـون صافيـة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وجدتـها وحبيب النفـس مفقـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ماذا لقيـت من الدنيـا وأعجبـه &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أنـي بـما أنا باك منه مـحسـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أمسيـت أروح مثـر خازنا ويـدا &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أنـا الغنـي وأموالـي المواعيــد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;إنـي نزلـت بكذابيـن ضيفهـم &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;عن القـرى وعن الترحال مـحدود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;جود الرجال من الأيدي وجودهـم &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;من اللسـان فلا كانوا ولا الـجود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ما يقبض الموت نفسا من نفوسهـم &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;إلا وفـي يـده من نتنهـا عـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;من كل رخـو وكاء البطن منفتـق &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لا في الرحـال ولا النسوان معـدود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أكلما اغتـال عبد السـوء سيـده &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أو خـانه فلـه في مصـر تـمهيد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;صار الخصـيُّ إمام الآبقيـن بـها &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;فالـحر مستعبـد والعبـد معبـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;نامت نواطيـر مصـر عن ثعالبهـا &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;فقد بشمـن وما تفنـى العناقيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;العبـد ليس لـحر صالـح بـأخ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لو أنه فـي ثيـاب الـحر مولـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لا تشتـر العبـد إلا والعصا معـه &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أن العبيـد لأنـجاس مناكيــد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ما كنت أحسبنـي أحيا الى زمـن &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;يسـيء بي فيه كلب وهو مـحمود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ولا توهـمت أن الناس قد فقـدوا&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وأن مثل أبـي البيضـاء موجـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وأن ذا الأسود الـمثقوب مشفـره &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;تطيعـه ذي العضـاريط الرعاديـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;جوعان يأكل من زادي ويمسكنـي &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لكي يقـال عظيم القدر مقصـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;إن امـرء أًمَةً حبلـى تدبـــره &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لمستضـام سخيـن العين مفـؤود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ويلمهـا خطـة ويلـم قابلهــا &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;لمثلهـا خلـق الـمهريـة القـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وعندهـا لذ طعم الـموت شاربـه &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;إن الـمنية عنـد الـذل قنديــد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;من علـم الأسود المخصيَّ مكرمـة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أقـومه البيـض أم آبائـه الصيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أم أذنـه فـي يد النخـاس داميـة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أم قـدره وهو بالفلسيـن مـردود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;أولـى اللئـام كويفيـر بـمعذرة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;في كل لـؤم وبعض العذر تفنيـد &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;وذاك أن الفحـول البيض عاجـزة &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;عن الجميل فكيف الخصية السـود &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------المتنبي--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-803660753085835552?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' 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No, this has nothing to do with Biology, Ecology or anything related to National Geographic. Anyways, it has been quite a while since I have written anything on my blog (almost like a year since the last post) and today I decided to put down all of what I have perceived and seen in my group of "acquaintance" (In case you don't know what acquaintance mean, &lt;a href="http://www.inspirationalstories.com/10/1037.html"&gt;this is a nice article talking about it&lt;/a&gt;) and "friends" as I lived away from home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times when I associate certain personality with certain animals, no offence! But regardless of whom the person is, certain aspects of their behavior can be linked to behavior of certain animals. No matter how you think about it, once they are stripped off from their minds and emotions, Human beings will only be left with their animalistic instincts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this time, I gunna talk a bit about the social&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; behaviors, and I have categorized them into 3 Main "animal profiles": &lt;b&gt;The Sheep&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Lynx&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;The Wolf&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sheep:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.secularism.org.uk/images/113000/medium.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: auto;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st thing that probably going to strike your head is a green field and a huge pack of sheep with a shepherd and maybe a German shepherd dog (or whatever was the dog's name). Regardless of the shepherd and the dog, sheep have always been seen in packs or flocks and never alone, not even for the slightest moments. The people whom I associate with sheep are those the very timid ones and can't spend a single moment alone. They are in need of daily dosage of "people's attention" in any form. If the "sheep" was forced to spend weeks or days on his/her own, they won't last long before having a mental breakdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Lynx:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img0.tplm123.com/2008/11/03/646/8054603432850.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: auto;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the sub-species of the Lynx have their members live alone with no association whatsoever with other members of their kind, in most cases (mating is an exception). The Lynx has the tendency to live his/her life in solitary as long as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything goes their way. People of that category will always tend to be on their own most of the time, they might have acquaintances here and there, but once the "purpose" of those acquaintances had been served, all bonds will be severed. They tend to lose the people around them, since they most of the time have in mind that once they lose "a friend", they can make "two new friends".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Wolf:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sfgate.com/blogs/images/sfgate/pets/2009/01/17/gray_wolf333x500.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: auto;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the people mistakenly think that wolves live on their own, and not in a pack. Even though they might seem that way, but wolves never howl alone. There are always a handful of them lurking somewhere when their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; pack member patrol the area. They can make it out there on their own, but they always have a pack to return to whenever the need rises, and every pack member will help regardlessly. People in this category may not have as many friends as the "Sheep" but they always have the "Selected Trusties" whom they can rely on in times of need. It is not necessary for them to be around their "Selected Trusties" all the time, but they spend a fair time with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some times people who fall in between those categories such as "&lt;b&gt;Mountain Goats&lt;/b&gt;" (between "Sheep" and "Wolf") and "&lt;b&gt;Grizzly/Brown Bears&lt;/b&gt;" (between "Lynx" and "Wolf") but these are the most frequent among the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this article, there is no pointing to anyone, as what the tagline of the site says, this is just a blabber I wanted to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-1715326908712274018?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/1715326908712274018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=1715326908712274018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/1715326908712274018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/1715326908712274018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2010/11/sheep-lynx-and-wolf.html' title='The Sheep, The Lynx and The Wolf'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-4006997379484153654</id><published>2010-05-01T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:36:48.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>I think it is time to put this blog into a new look</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since the last time I have wrote something on this blog. Well, basically, the reason for that was that I could have anything to write about or tend to forget to write something I wanted to post. Anyways, I have thinking and I believe the best thing to keep this alive is to resurrect it with an entirely different purpose (other than tale-telling) that is interesting for me to keep on writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about that purpose ... I have discovered a something new about myself: I am an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anime"&gt;Anime&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manga"&gt;Manga&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Otaku"&gt;Otaku&lt;/a&gt;! Well, I am in a way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(For those who do not know the meaning of those terms, click on the term itself to get its description in Wikipedia.)&lt;/span&gt; And because of that, I have decided that I will make this blog my Anime/Manga Review journal. I have watched and still watching tons of Anime and have read and still reading volumes of Manga. I have become like an "Anime Enthusiast". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theme of this blog gunna be manually edited since I have the knowledge of how to create website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect to hear from me talking about Anime and Manga next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I write again, Sayunara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-4006997379484153654?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/4006997379484153654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=4006997379484153654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/4006997379484153654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/4006997379484153654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-it-is-time-to-put-this-blog.html' title='I think it is time to put this blog into a new look'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-8646354547293497840</id><published>2009-11-03T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:17:04.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrors'/><title type='text'>Man, I should Keep on writing here, but ...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since the last time i have wrote something here in my blog. And on the top of that, most of those who used to read this had always been asking me to keep on writing, but unfortunately, writing hadn't cross my mind for quite sometimes, and whenever it does (just like now) I dunno what to write about. I am not sure what to write right now, so am just typing whatever gets into my head.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man ..... I am in my final year as an undergraduate student, and the way I c it: it is almost the end of the life that I have always new until now. This is really scare the shit out of me. Since whenever I can remember, I was studying and I was doing good the whole time. From elementary school, to intermediate / junior-high school, to secondary / high school, and now university, I have always been studying, never done something else! And pretty soon, all that will come to an end and I have to change to a totally something else! I am not sure what to do!!! I don't know where to go after I finish my studies! I have no place to go! Seriously this is driving me mad on the top of the madness I already acquired from the university since the beginning of my final year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that this is not really a cheerful post to resurrect my blog, but to think of it, necromancy never looked good, right? ;)&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/6816148970537593389-8646354547293497840?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/8646354547293497840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=8646354547293497840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8646354547293497840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8646354547293497840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-i-should-keep-on-writing-here-but.html' title='Man, I should Keep on writing here, but ...'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-5285665520016140364</id><published>2009-02-15T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:34:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day ... you came to the wrong person, yet again!!!</title><content type='html'>First of all, to all the love birds that are reading my post, Happy Valentine Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day ... hmm ... to be honest with you all, I really don't like that day, because it never had anything to deal with me ... EVER!!! And only if I had the chance, I would rather to physically disappear of this land or frozen into a cube of ice and return after it just to let that day pass by as if it never happened. I am not sure whether I envy those couples I see in that day for having each other, or pity them because they remember love and celebrate it only in this day instead of treasuring it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;But this year, it was a little bit different. I spend it with friends whom called me to celebrate it with them. I know the theme of Valentines Day does not apply on us, but it was even better.&lt;br /&gt;For those I was with in Sunway Pyramid, Sunway College, and their Houses, Thank you for being here with me, even though I may have been seen in my worst image in these period of the year (the first three months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I find 'HER' ... Valentines Day is Friendship Day ... for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-5285665520016140364?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/5285665520016140364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=5285665520016140364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/5285665520016140364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/5285665520016140364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-you-came-to-wrong-person.html' title='Valentines Day ... you came to the wrong person, yet again!!!'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-68703106196501240</id><published>2009-01-05T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:56:00.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.'/><title type='text'>2009: Hoping for a change</title><content type='html'>Before I start, lemme tell you something about myself. I am a person who don't like changing or you can say I am afraid of changing or to anything new to my life. I like to stick to what I know the best or to what I have unless there is a necessity to change, just like me coming to a total strange country (Malaysia) for the sake of pursuing my education to the end. In case that I had to change something around me, I force to adopt to it fast so I can move on with my life, that's the way I survive, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But been here in Malaysia since the 14th of March, 2007, and I went back to Yemen only once in July's semester break for less than a month, made me feel real bored and I want some changes, any changes will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 4 months of 2007 and the first 2 moths of 2008 were the most joyful periods in my life. In that period I started my degree course and I met new friends whom  shared laughter and tears with, they are my family in this corner of the world whom I am willing to do anything for them as long as they keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, life had become ... lemme say .. COLDER .. although Malaysia has a hot weather 24/7 but the routine there is so cold that will make the sun itself to freeze. I feel like that I have lost the warmness that I used to feel around my friends, the light I used to see in their eyes, and the joyful spirits in their souls. Is me or the Malaysian lifestyle has killed our happiness? If it is me, please tell me what's wrong so I can correct it. I want those days to come back, those lively, wonderful days. I would do anything to bring them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 had been a year that's keep on getting worse day after day, until I got a minor change in my course, I took a short detour. For August 2008 semester, I was with another group of students coz of some issues regarding transferring from one course to another (from Business Information Systems (BIS) to Networking (BITN)). Getting along with new classmates at the middle of the road was kinda hard coz everyone knew each other long time ago and they already had chosen their partners for the course works, but it was an interesting change to know new people and it was filled up with laughter as well. It reminded me of those old days of the beginning of my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of 2008 was approaching as well as our exams (which I have talked about in another post). Almost all my friends had left Malaysia including my roommate and housemate. Exactly like last year, I was alone, like wolf. Even the new year eve I let it pass me once again sleeping in my bed. Well, I never really cared about those kind of occasions coz they always give this false hope of the world being a better place. Until the world really changes, I won't give a shit, unless some of my precious ones will look for me to join them, otherwise it is pointless celebrating it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I am writing this is that I really wish for a major change in this year, coz I can't take to have the third year exactly the same as those a head of it. Malaysia is a country that you can explore it in 3 months time, going every where although most of the areas there look alike and you will get bored after that, so how about 3 years?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending this post, I want to thank all those who were there beside me, whether physically or emotionally, especially those whom I call friends but to me truly they are more than that: They are my ONLY FAMILY is this part of the globe. THANKS AGAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-68703106196501240?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/68703106196501240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=68703106196501240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/68703106196501240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/68703106196501240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-hoping-for-change.html' title='2009: Hoping for a change'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-1066102238999503765</id><published>2008-12-23T11:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:33:26.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrors'/><title type='text'>Exams, Exams, and EXAMS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;First of all, sorry for letting u all wait that long for the new post. Well, lots of shit had happened, lol. So, now i am trying to keep up with what I didn't write about from my break of the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; It has been a hectic period of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 2nd until 12th December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dealing with all of my assignments (total 5 of them), I had only one week until my final exams starts. And i still had the hangovers of those assignments (God Damn you both, Mr. D and Mr. C) (this is a code only students from SyUC SCT's department will know). Anyways, I had to deal with the arrangement of my thoughts and my notes and also getting additional books as a preparation for the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams where 4 and they were for: Network Security, Database Systems, Object Oriented Programming and Object Oriented Analysis and Design. These exams were on: the 2nd, the 4th, the 5th, and the 12th of December. As for my 5th subject, Research Methodology, it was a total course work subject (phew). The following is going to be more in detail for these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 2nd of December: Network Security (NetSec):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the subject was divided into 2 parts: Practical and Theoretical, and I am a man who loves learning by experiencing and trying out things. So, the practicals were the ones I mastered and I scored in all the practical tests the full mark (even though I was way at the back of the class since I lack the knowledge of another subject: Network Technology). The theoretical stuff were not easy to absorb at all. There were 2 theoretical assessments as well: a research article and a 100-MCQ written test. The research article I screwed it so badly that i just passed it (again Network Technology) and the MCQs I scored 65+ out of it. So, if I manage to do this exam well, with the marks that I have collected I may score an A in this subject Inshallah. The exam went smothly and I am pleased about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 4th of December: Database Systems (DBSys):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This subject I loved the most for 2 reasons: 1) the practicals and theory were very related to each other, unlike the other subjects, and 2) the lecturer was one of the most caring and most informative, Ms. Kwong. I believe for this subject I am going to score an astonishing grade because it was my favourite for this semester and to me it was "a piece of cake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 5th of December: Object Oriented Programming (OOP):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very fond of programming, and I considered it to be a very interesting as a hobby as well as a job, but in this semester I have seen HELL through the demands of the god damn Mr. D. He just keep on asking a demand after another without any slight hint for what exactly he wants to see. His course work was a DEADLY one which must be done within less than 2 months time. I have done it perfectly but after having long sleepless nights which are filled up with extreme migraines. That was for practicals. For theory, when I look at it, it was totally from another subject, Object Oriented Analysis and Design (OOAD) which a subject that Mr. D used to teach so he  had made it tough for us. The exam was totally about the theory part. So, I think i will get either A or B just because of my practical course work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 12th of December: Object Oriented Analysis and Design (OOAD):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paper was the terrifying OOAD paper. This subject was the worst for the semester. Neither the students understood the subject nor the lecturer himself, and all what we got out from his classes are his stories of going to Vietnam and Indonesia, his atchievements, and Genting programming contest. So, was really frustrated about the exam and the marks that is given to me for the course work were damn low although I worked hard for it. For this subject alone I borrowed FOUR FREAKING books, YES THEY WERE FOUR!! and the problem is even with those books I couldn't understand that much of the subject. The exam came in the most unexpected way. If there is a subject that I may fail in my life, it would be OOAD (for ur information I haven't get a mark less than B before joining my degree programe and I haven't failed a subject in my life, ... so far).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-1066102238999503765?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/1066102238999503765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=1066102238999503765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/1066102238999503765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/1066102238999503765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/12/exams-exams-and-exams.html' title='Exams, Exams, and EXAMS!!'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-137203350113278017</id><published>2008-10-08T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:36:48.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcements'/><title type='text'>!!!BREAK FROM BLOGGING!!!</title><content type='html'>Because of the load of work that I have, I will have a break from blogging. So, to all of my readers (that if I have any, LOL) please be patient enough until I get my self out of all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-137203350113278017?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/137203350113278017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=137203350113278017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/137203350113278017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/137203350113278017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/10/break-from-blogging.html' title='!!!BREAK FROM BLOGGING!!!'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-2628905805153143916</id><published>2008-10-07T22:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:35:45.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasions'/><title type='text'>Eid Al-Fitri: Day 2 &amp; 3</title><content type='html'>Well, nothing much has happened coz we tried to copy the same things that we did on the first day, but ended up having a not-interesting nights. Well, that is the case if u do not travel around, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;However, here is some details of what happened then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again with the same group excluding Omar, we went to the bowing hall and this time we played only one game. This time Mohamed was not with us. We saw him before going to the bowling hall and he told us he want to look for materials for his "Principles of Telecommunication" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtu6avaC-I/AAAAAAAAACM/HRoaxJzB16g/s1600-h/35480958858754l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtu6avaC-I/AAAAAAAAACM/HRoaxJzB16g/s200/35480958858754l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254415340147444706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;assignment. After that game we wanted to see a movie, but all the movies that remains in the cinema list was a bunch of shitty movies (excuse my foul language coz it was really terrible movies). So, we just ended up window shopping here and there in the mall. Before leaving, we saw Ahmad again, who suggested that all of us should have a talk while eating some L'Co's Donuts. So, we did. While in the process of chosing the set of donuts Omar came and we had a pleasant talk and laughters, and there we saw the most shocking scene (which I gunna leave it to myself and my friends who were with me there ;P). Well, that day ended up quit well, not as the way it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, only me Khaled and Hayel, went again to the doomed mall, Sunway Pyramid Mall, trying to find some fun there. After we our lunch there, .... EH!! I really don't remember what we did in the day time of that day!!!! Anyways, what I remember is that Khaled got a phone call regarding a futsall game was taking place soon. So, he decided to go home to prepare him self, and Hayel companied him all the way to home. For me, while Khaled was on the phone I met Ahmad, Hatem and Mohamad (a Sudanese guy doing Masters here in Malaysia) who wanted to keep the night alive for little bit more time. So, I decided to join them. First we had our dinner at KFC, since it was te ony nearby resturant that was open at that time. After that, they told me that they want to go The Rain Forrest!!! To be honost, I really didn't like that placesince my first time i have been there. I hate the envronment there: loud crappy DJ's music, drunk people and Alchohol smell is all over the place. But I did not want to ruin my friends' night, which lead to joining them there. Well, we had something to drink there: A 100Plus for me and Hot Chocolate for each one of them. After that they went to the dance floor abd they dragged me along with them. Well, I did dance (Altough I do not know how to dance at all, just mimicking what my friends and the other people doing XD) just for a while, but i was laughing my guts out watching my friends dancing, especially Hatem, lol. After all of that, I went to thier place having some talk and then went back home.&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/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzvy7hdvI/AAAAAAAAACU/P00fJ6NsHXg/s1600-h/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzvy7hdvI/AAAAAAAAACU/P00fJ6NsHXg/s200/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254420655220291314" border="0" /&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwLS15eI/AAAAAAAAACc/2WKZYInSTQI/s1600-h/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwLS15eI/AAAAAAAAACc/2WKZYInSTQI/s200/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254420661760550370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwLYJMdI/AAAAAAAAACk/QEUL2vuRU_Q/s1600-h/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwLYJMdI/AAAAAAAAACk/QEUL2vuRU_Q/s200/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254420661782786514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwTXCifI/AAAAAAAAACs/8bU9kSJ18ak/s1600-h/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9138.jpg"&gt;     &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwTXCifI/AAAAAAAAACs/8bU9kSJ18ak/s200/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254420663925639666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The worst thing that happened in Eid this year:&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwpiJrfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XEpbDxZdmF4/s1600-h/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtzwpiJrfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XEpbDxZdmF4/s200/%D8%B5%D9%88%D8%B1%D8%A9133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254420669877825010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it was only the cover, hehehehe, thank god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-2628905805153143916?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/2628905805153143916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=2628905805153143916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/2628905805153143916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/2628905805153143916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-al-fitri-day-2-3.html' title='Eid Al-Fitri: Day 2 &amp; 3'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOtu6avaC-I/AAAAAAAAACM/HRoaxJzB16g/s72-c/35480958858754l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-8161512728313289487</id><published>2008-10-02T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:15:07.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasions'/><title type='text'>Eid Al-Fitri: Day 1</title><content type='html'>I was planning to pray the Eid Prayer in the mosque like last year, but I over did last night and I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/15/Eagle_eye_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 203px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/15/Eagle_eye_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was awake until 7AM!! YES, 7AM!! Ended up skipping the prayer and the chance of meeting all my friends who were there. So, I ended up sleeping like a dead man, or as they say "Like a fish on the pan", lol. I slept until Hayel (My Room-Mate and Class-Mate) woke me up around 4PM. Telling me that Omar (My Class-Mate and My Boss ;P) was waiting for us to start our activities (whatever they were) for the Eid. So, we  (Myself, Hayel and Khaled (my House-Mate)) headed to Omar's unit and after giving each other Eid Greetings, we headed to our last-resort-fun place, THE SUNWAY PYRAMID. There we had our lunch and we started thinking of what to do next. We thought of watching a movie in ht night and playing some Bowling until the commencement time of the arrives. We went the Cinema counter to check the movies the movie we chosen was "Eagle Eye" 11:30PM movie. Since we had plenty of time until the movie starts, we decided to go and play some bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had played 2 games for each one of us, while we were in our 1st game we met Awad (Class-Mate), Ayman (College Friend), Mohamad (Class-Mate) and Ahmad (Senior). We had exchange Eid greetings as well known custom among all Muslims. Mohamad decided to join us. We had fun playing and lots of crazy and funny poses and comments had occurred. :D Thank God I was laughing and I made my friends laughing and that mad my day. And once more, Hayel was victorious among us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPiryJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/L0sw1OMqMbI/s1600-h/01102008081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPiryJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/L0sw1OMqMbI/s200/01102008081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252290832268127202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPirmRsEcI/AAAAAAAAABs/GQuIMomBZNc/s1600-h/01102008078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPirmRsEcI/AAAAAAAAABs/GQuIMomBZNc/s200/01102008078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252290829081121218" 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/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPir9j1hCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/R2RHN5XHz9M/s1600-h/01102008082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPir9j1hCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/R2RHN5XHz9M/s200/01102008082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252290835331253282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPir3TjokI/AAAAAAAAACE/kMznOrgBR0o/s1600-h/01102008084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPir3TjokI/AAAAAAAAACE/kMznOrgBR0o/s200/01102008084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252290833652359746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bowling, Ahmad joined us too and Omar went home to rest until the movie. We headed to the gaming zone. After playing for a while, Hayel, Ahmad and Khaled the went to play pool. Me and Mohamed stayed there. After playing a little bit more, we headed to Dunkin Donuts&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://basementapartment.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/dunkindonuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://basementapartment.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/dunkindonuts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; since Mohamed needed satisfy his sweet tooth, lol. Each one of us had Hot Chocolate and 3 donuts. After that we went to meet the guys in the pool area where they were playing. As what the old saying says "Old habits die hard" Hayel started his, let's say, "street bullying" and the victim of the day was Mohamad who did not like it at all and threw the pool stick leaving home. I followed him trying to convince him to come back in but was hard-headed even more that Rhino. Well, in my point of view, was a little bit too much. Every body have their likes and dislikes when it comes to jokes and pranks that target them, and Hayel stroke the bull's eye of Mohamad's dislikes. Anyway, what happened had happened and there is no way to go back.&lt;br /&gt;The guys ended up going out of the pool place after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me, Khaled, Hayel and Ahmad) headed to the main gate of the PYRAMID and we found Tasha and Nimas (Class-Mates) and we had a small chat and they went to meet Wui Na inside afterwards. Khaled and Ahamd wanted to have a cold chocolate drink so we headed to Starbucks. Since I was an anti -Starbucks, I didn't order any thing. While sitting there we met lots of friends and talked about what to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting there for a while the clock reached 11PM. Omar called us and he said that he is waiting for us in the cinema hall, so we went there. After getting geared up with softdrinks and popcorn, we enter the showroom. There, i met other 2 friends of mine, Ahamd, Hatem (Ex-Classmates) and Kareem (Their housemate) who were watching the same movie "Eagle Eye". After 3 minute of the movie's commencement, Mohamd came back to watch the movie with all of us. The movie was great, it had lots of thrilling and breathtaking scenes. and I suggest this movie to all who loves high-tech and action based on Sci-fiction. It is a MUST for you to WATCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that all of my friends beside Ahmad, Hatem and Khaled went back home. Khaled went to meet up his friends and I went with Hatem and Ahamd. We decided to go to the CyberCafe around that area. On the way there, I meet Khaled Basalem (Classmate), and other 2 friends.&lt;br /&gt;In the cafe, I saw Mohamad "MJ" Qasem, Abdulkader "AK" Bajammal, Alibek, and Mohamad "Samba" Al-Hashidi. We played some network games and had some fun there too. I actually posted this post while I am with them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of that I went back home, thinking of what to do tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-8161512728313289487?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/8161512728313289487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=8161512728313289487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8161512728313289487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8161512728313289487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-al-fitri-day-1.html' title='Eid Al-Fitri: Day 1'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOPiryJh6-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/L0sw1OMqMbI/s72-c/01102008081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-5611131606056786644</id><published>2008-10-01T06:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:32:19.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasions'/><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shadows15.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/eid-mubarak.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://shadows15.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/eid-mubarak.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Eid and "Kol Aam Wa Antum Bekhair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as the title says, I am writing today because today is Eid, "Eid Al-Fitri". As everyone knows, Eid is the time when all the members of a family gather around and in the head of the family's house, where the young, the grown-ups and the elders meet. Well, since this Eid is gunna be the third that I am celebrating whithout my family, all what I hope is just to pass those days whithout any disasters of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this only the introduction part, hopefully something new will happen today that i can write about, and hopefull with some pictures too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-5611131606056786644?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/5611131606056786644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=5611131606056786644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/5611131606056786644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/5611131606056786644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/09/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816148970537593389.post-8250641233714909153</id><published>2008-09-30T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:54:22.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.'/><title type='text'>My First Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a welcome to all who knows me and for those he do not. Hope that this will be a new hobby of mine where I can express my feelings 'N' shout out loud with cursing... Whoops!! that slipped of ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope that every body will enjoy reading my future posts (although I may not post as much as my other blogger friends, u know who i am talking about ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, hope i can found some good comments also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIGATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816148970537593389-8250641233714909153?l=my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/feeds/8250641233714909153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6816148970537593389&amp;postID=8250641233714909153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8250641233714909153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816148970537593389/posts/default/8250641233714909153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-rule-book.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-blog-post.html' title='My First Blog Post'/><author><name>Qasem "Hammer Head" Al-Sharabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13147190293391988702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbF_AsWKy6A/SOEzlJcn7NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xHV8O-B_ivk/S220/hammerhead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
